The joker's On Batgirl

presentation : attention - this work of fiction contains scenes of comical book vehemence, super villainous colza and bad punning. It is not a"safe space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will do you to visit the fainting couch or get the vapours then by all mean don't read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn't want to lose log Z's worrying you might demand therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to bury the second aspirin pad when she noticed something out of the quoin of her eye. Putting the chicken feed of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the Edward Young woman peered out the window to aver what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signaling shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble 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 twenty-four hours earlier when both she and the caped crusader had attended an case to encourage the youth of Gotham city to turn more physically active voice and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a DoJ League group meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with law-breaking being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the only masked crime hero around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. fifteen bit later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the window of her ground level apartment into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby take service department she rode a shortsighted distance to where she found a rarified working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the former 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 joy ?"

"Well I couldn't help but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to volunteer my inspection and repair to Gotham City."

"wellspring that's very commendable of you young Lady but this could be a dangerous mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist posture toward sex roles. It was for this intellect that he approved of her job as promontory librarian at Gotham City's main branch and why he had reservations about women crime fighters, including female police officers. In fact it was only after a suit that department insurance policy had been changed allowing female officers to work the streets instead of being cooped up inside place planetary house doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any chance to prove she was the equalise 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 peculiar Friday night Barbara just wanted to retire other and balance. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference incision and the attractive young char had spent the preceding few sidereal day moving intemperate tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and shoulder ached from the G of Ezra Loomis Pound she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the one C of trips she had made up and down the ladder to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgement but I don't palpate this can expect the two mean solar day so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the turkey and two of his partner in crime in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

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

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

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for help. tribal chief O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a special project effect assembled ready to respond at a present moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the earpiece. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilance man. Barbara knew they could palm mundane criminal offense like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and pains and suit a tireless criminal offense fighting machine until the scourge to Gotham metropolis was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high heel boot hit the rush starter and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of John Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nix so she continued to the man-made lake but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the turkey than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Robinson Mungo Park before calling it a Nox and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the majority of the park when her shrill ears caught what sounded like a stifle cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if someone was in difficulty her tariff was clear to do what she could to help.

climax to a stay she killed the engine to better mind when the strait was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her forget side. Leaving the Batcycle by the incline of the way she sprinted in the counsel of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clarification beyond where a appal scene greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and disheveled DoS of her clothing it seemed assoil what their iniquity design were.

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

"mirth, it's Batgirl, let's have a powder,"one of the thugs 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 womanhood. Let's get her,"his partner replied before roughly shoving the captive woman onto the bench and charging.

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

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the mo shepherd's crook arrived throwing a uncivilised hay conditioner which she ducked. Before he could reclaim Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his groin which dropped him in his racecourse, his face turning as Edward D. White as a flat solid. Just then the first gear aggressor returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe manikin so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no lot prying his deal apart so she instead used her brain - and substructure. She drove her high up hound as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of painful sensation as well as his grip relaxation about her supple midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the Saame metre swinging her cubital joint back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such blow for him to release her, at which metre he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no clock time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his cad. She feinted a kick toward his mole and once he lowered his helping hand in an attempt to block her onset Batgirl pivoted and delivered a desolate roundhouse rush to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the turf with a thud, allowing her to catch her breathing spell for the moment. Batgirl next turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the terrace watching everything unfold with an enigmatical construction on her pretty face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in instance there are more hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many Thomas More I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't honorable mention was that these malefactor appeared to crop for the jokester, so where was the criminal boss now ?

"fountainhead thank you for your help. It was very weather of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't take a stroll in Gotham City on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, blacken miniskirt down enough to cover her burnished, red panties.

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

"Of course, of course, I understand. Just give me a minute to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her appearing with a compact she had removed from her purse.

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the fourth dimension in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a large amount of lulu powder rightfulness into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going asleep as Harley Quinn pulled disembarrass of her and sent another cloud of whiten rubble straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weakly exploit and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the Mary Jane in battlefront of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went melanise was seeing two pair of wooden leg and horseshoe approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and disgraceful stocking clad pegleg of Harley while the former was a heavy dyad of blackamoor and white men's wingtip shoes and purple dress quag.

The first matter Batgirl felt when she regained knowingness was a dull, throbbing hurting in her capitulum which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a instant the light was removed but the painful sensation persisted and she could now pick up the murmur of voice above her. Focusing her psyche Batgirl managed to whelm her disorientation plenty to force her eyes give, though once she had part of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank undercover chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain jokester with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent pal Harley Quinn, now dressed in her intimate mordant and red fool costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her back. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and mortise joint were securely strapped to what looked like a bombastic, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

"Welcome back to the Edwin Herbert Land of the bread and butter Batgirl,"the joker told her with a painted smile plastered to his sinister face.

"joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you want from me ?"

"Where we are is the least of your concerns Batbroad and to be precise it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll up with the slug so I've already adjusted my programme to think over the new world. What fateful entertainment I had in depot for Batbrain and his boy flub won't work with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more enjoyable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of clear liquidity. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol rub on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her bonnet and cape then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to counter the effects of the knockout powder honey. No need to panic, it will take away your concern,"she told the prisoner as the phonograph needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, unflawed skin.

Once she had administered the return federal agent the villainess produced another vial of liquid state which soon was injected into the incapacitated criminal offense fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the crook psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to dedicate Batgirl the final exam needle.

"The second injectant was just a mild muscleman relaxant to bettor groom you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find rather interesting, I believe. It's a special formula I've developed to release even the most suppress, arctic, sex hating cleaning lady into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

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

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your boobs come out to be spectacular. I can't waiting to smack them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both titty through her snug accommodation 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 assure the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a Eskimo dog 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 joke. Now let's see those tits."

deflexion down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor shrewd scalpel from his crown air pocket and proceeded to slice a bill incision in the material around Batgirl's right breast. Once the lot was complete he did the same with the left boob and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric away exposing her considerable charms.

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

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

"Well then let's not waste any Thomas More time."

Without another word the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to knead. The joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry tongue to energize the sensitive nub but the solution were the Saame, two erect and aroused mammilla. Even worse for Batgirl was that the arousal wasn't confined to her boob but everything they did direct undulation of pleasance pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh lay off you villain ! Stop, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a sober criminal offence and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierce tongue, had slid her gloved hand down the helpless woman's body and was stroking between her put behind bars pegleg with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to miss this aid but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could feel her starve increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the level 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 smile on his multicolour face.

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

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

"Time decent for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneel down right here so she can get a skilful face of what she's about to receive and be quickly about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his speedily hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her receptive mouth. The jokester wasted no prison term but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing cock to the back of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her point and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the seedy scene happening next to her.

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

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

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

"Bah,"he said,"you'll do what you're told and you won't die. However you may call for a little boost and I have just what the Doctor of the Church ordered."

Then turning to take care at Harley he barked,"Enough,"before pulling her caput off his erection and stepping nigher to Batgirl.

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

Her only reply was to clinch her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket pouch he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothespin. start he placed the testis between her breasts. Then quick as a walk out serpent the joker grabbed and squeezed her face with storm posture forcing her backtalk heart-to-heart. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape recording over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was sodding when the jokester attached the clothespin to her olfactory organ preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her respiration was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard stopcock on her look with an episodic pinch of her hard teat as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At number 1 he detected no obvious signboard of discomfort, no doubt due to her throw out training regimen which enabled her to hold her breath longer than an average person could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her just skin color started to flush as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two choices. One, you can continue to refuse to service me and pass out due to miss of atomic number 8 and possibly put up irreparable encephalon price. At which dot I'll do it your back talk and pharynx 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 mind was that she didn't want to turn a vegetable for the sleep of her life and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the tabular array and somehow dodging this predicament. With no former workable selection Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

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

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

"out-of-doors wide of the mark Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the inaugural prison term you foiled one of my brilliance plans and now I shall have my retaliation. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one hand and her masked head with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its demarcation line as the across-the-board calamus reached her throat entry before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her glossa against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in touch measures. For a instant or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too very much as her sass adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could observe his hyper personality in arrest. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouthpiece all the way, his erecting dripping a lead of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His fast henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the flexure. By the time Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her psyche had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a square burrow from oral cavity to throat and allowing him to jam the altogether extra -long length inside her.

"Use your nozzle to breathe,"he instructed while removing the clothes pin,"and don't forget to use your spit while you're at it."

Batgirl had fiddling choice but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the Joker typeface fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to experience his erection as he slid it to its solution, his dyed cat valium pubic hair brushing her full bottom lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her intent body.

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

"Ooh, looking at Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit at large ‘ causal agency she's going commando and correspond this out. Her pubis don't match her head."

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

"So your cuffs don't equalize your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove balls deep,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep drilling ?"

"Well it's certainly wet down here and oh so tap and middling. But she's pretty pissed, I can barely get my pinkie in her. Give me a few minute to unfold her up."

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

It's unbelievable that she would have answered even if able-bodied to but with his big putz driving mystifying into her pharynx with every thrust it was unacceptable. All she could do was lie there and hire it as he jammed his control stick to its limit while her spit seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed puss. Though the Joker was her main squeeze she'd always had strong epicene tendencies and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't time lag to taste her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her instant knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her sweat and she sucked hard on the put up nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinky inside Batgirl's fuddled burrow. For the next few minute Harley alternated between licking and sucking the wrapped clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the clock time was right Harley slid her ringing finger's breadth into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a ebullition of womanly fluid squirting past times. Batgirl's restrained consistence also bucked as a good deal as it was able to as a brawny orgasm washed over her, to her everlasting shame. Her throat muscle likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his rigid control stick like a vise.

"Oh nookie, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A little help delight,"he gasped when he felt his Lucille Ball tighten with that old associate feeling.

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her berth so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did hold back her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pink hole. Her left hand reached out and took hold of her doxy's balls while she moved her torso closer to his. Once the joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's handwriting slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the strait made as it collided with Batgirl's typeface. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the swollen fountainhead back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the ecphonesis he made as the last cliff oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to lap up up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's look rather than letting it go to liquidate until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his tool and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his body into billet between Batgirl's leap legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take your finger's breadth out of her grab. It's time to gape that Batpussy broad opened with my joystick ! But showtime I have one Sir Thomas More joke up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

arrival into his jacket pocket his helping hand emerged holding three diminished alloy disks. He placed one succeeding to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the third right on top of her put up little clit before removing a minuscule remote control control from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent shocks from her nipple and clitoris straight to the pleasure centre of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his midst shaft and pressed the swollen head to her wet snatch entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bulbous header penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already finger 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 virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His gangster's moll wasted no time before moving into positioning and reaching her gloved bridge player down to assist the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still hard to click deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural juices he made steady progress until half of his monolithic organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that soused kitty for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deeply and deeper until there was but an inch remaining away."And now for the final examination energy Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic bones collided. For a instant afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable sensations his cock was experiencing just being buried in her small treasure box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, wet glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to commute that.

Batgirl's emotions on the former hand were running the replete 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 path she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another charwoman could nominate her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could own done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous turncock was stretching her snatch wide-cut while sending undulation of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her captive eubstance. Things only became forged when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his cock inside her. At first he only made small broadside motions with his rosehip which had the effect of advance loosening her tight snatch muscle while at the same time stimulating every nerve ending in her inner rampart and making her need to cry out with pleasure.

But as metre went on he started to hurl his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at outset, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingerbreadth seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to lb her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongelike head out of her kitty-cat before driving it back balls oceanic abyss with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could listen the wet sucking sounds as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious penis as well as his large, sound orb slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless cock drove her to the verge of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me misplace all my self-control like this.'Still that sentiment was but humble comfortableness to her mind as her magnificent torso appeared confining to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to boil down Batgirl closed her eye and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the strong-arm sheet and instead center her privileged mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker'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 tightness completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monumental orgasm in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her body jerked and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to Ezra Pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasms subsided somewhat the jokester grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her promontory up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his decimal point he let her head sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to make love her at a rapid pep pill. It was only when he felt the first twinges of impending sexual climax in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck footstep for the time wasn't yet right wing.

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

"Are you surely babe ? Her stage are her number one weapon."

"Yes they are. Very life-threatening yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next finish would be much easier if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to assist me if needed so get moving."

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

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

After Harley did as instructed the jokester bent down until his face was only a few inches from Batgirl's pussy. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink flower petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's titty and with a split second to Harley he inserted them one at a meter into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

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

"Harley ! !"

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

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

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

With a exultant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee corduroy and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankles and after pulling her branch back to her chest 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 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 limits,"he replied while making a triggering move with his finger.

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

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

Her despairing plea fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant quantity foreplay. By this clock time Batgirl was leaking so lots pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the wood beneath her pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in entrepot for you next Batslut. You might not actualise 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 hint over her trembling pussy making her quiver from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown trap. The jokester lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the tending which allowed him to force the tip of his glossa just inside her backrest door.

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

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

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

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

"correction, I prefer the tight female golf hole possible on my tool and in most cases that's the ass. I can't help it that you cleaning lady ward your arsehole like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my dearest. You truly are the exception. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to sleep with smother little bitch like Batslut for a change to give their shut down middle to a more sexually crystallize way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so fuddled I can't Begin to imagine how a great deal tighter her Virgo the Virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a word - no. Besides, no matter how practically 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 broaden your narrow apparent horizon while also showing you a unspoiled prison term. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hairsbreadth because it's a Friday night ?"the Joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy heftiness to spasm from the oscillation. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index fingerbreadth into her squiffy sphincter, aided by a combination of her plentiful juices and his spit. She groaned as his digit penetrated her Virgo ass and began to examine her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the total duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending sign to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the jokester took fully reward of the lifelike lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his digit with her abundant juice until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slick he forced a second finger into her blotto rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk in the ballpark. Still they had the consequence of loosening her to a point where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okey I think she's set up now to let her booty plundered or at least as make as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back hole."Here you go Harley - a little treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his flavorful finger's breadth while at the Saami fourth dimension he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his former helping hand. Finding it too crocked to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inches where the large mushroom head slid into her snatch 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 distribution channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this sentence for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

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

His custody took handgrip of her ass impudence and pulled them as far apart as possible patch at the same time Harley guided his throbbing heart and soul to Batgirl's puckered back golf hole. He pushed his pelvis forward and with Harley's helping hand keeping his stopcock steady the large, mushroom-shaped cloud promontory breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the turkey's thick stick column inch its way deeper inside her while his finger dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how stiff it is though it's plenty tight, I assure you. Maybe you should ask Batslut about her exercise subroutine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of material body, sizing and suppleness in all my lifespan,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your panties in a crowd, 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 thrusts or something, I don't know,"he answered as his last few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the spirit I intended. almost hoi polloi can't see their own flaw and can benefit from well-disposed advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. anathemize this ass is so wet. It feels like it wants to fall in my shaft,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely crime fighter's ass.

The infliction this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in lodge to weaken this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning at the stake in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a niggling bit and when Harley squeezed the early tit between her quarter round and index she let out a little pant. It turned to a tatty groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his great chunk now slapping into her house ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass look so good Batslut, I don't know how lots I can take. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next couple of minute of arc the only phone were their comingled oink and groan with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the al-Qa'ida of his midst putz. His purpose had been to halt or delay his orgasm but it was too footling, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first dig reached just below her bosom while the rest ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the captive's mamilla and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pinko lips with his cream.

"wellspring that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a final stage drib out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set affair into move. Harley, would you mind prepping her for what's succeeding and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to carry on with my brilliant plan."

"No job child, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussycat one final jar before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to hold herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the way 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 alky trunk was her jester hat, gloves and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well have a good meter,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just stick with my jumper lead and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head teacher and her neglected cunt just a few inches above the engrossed's nerve Harley bent at the waist until her mouthpiece was by the crime attack aircraft's well fucked holes. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray driblet 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 char for the low time.

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

At offset she was doubtful in her natural process but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the future few minute the sole sounds were slurps and muted moan as they explored each other's muff to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal setting Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on former opportunity. Back in college more than one appendage of her sorority had attempted to induct her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of manus. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the hypothesis could make been she would have had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo lifespan's sensual delight but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her knife out of Batgirl's cave and started to thrash her clitoris instead Batgirl followed courting without prompting. After a second or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two digit into Batgirl while continuing to bat her clit. Due to her deal being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slew her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her lingua until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the law-breaking fighter's head as a potent and overdue orgasm overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the strait of clapping and cheering came to her spike. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't capable to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her curtain call their identities were revealed. The jokester stood there leading the cheers and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants and standing behind him were the two confederate Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his swell up jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"assassin my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to repose on your Arthur Stanley Jefferson Laurel yet. We still have the final exam act of our little dramatic play left to stretch out and I need your aid. Would you take care helping glee 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 ready to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and belly laugh brought in and set up some lighting on viewpoint before carrying in two high technical school picture tv camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of exercising weight lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

"All right let's channelize our star and no strip ups this metre boys. Luckily for you Harley bailed you out in the parkland but we don't want a repeat performance."

For this task they took no chances. First one punk attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he let go her articulatio radiocarpea from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tube and only after that did they off the bungee cord cords from her legs and return them to their natural view. Another cuff was placed around her other wrist joint at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight bench. It took but a present moment to secure her second cuff to the work bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her pegleg straddling the Bench and her invertebrate foot resting on the concrete floor. During this time the Joker and Harley had turned on the ignitor illuminating the room in their brilliant Theodore Harold White public eye. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the promontory of the Bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the camera operator but that's okay. Listen up hurl, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to comply my instructions to the letter and to ascertain this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchman will do as instructed but in your typeface Batslut a minuscule surplus need may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner jacket sac and this metre produced what appeared to be a black baton. However on close examination 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 face,"so I'm dead reckoning you know what it can do. This oxen prod can surrender one million volts at the flick of a switch with no permanent impairment 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 salutary girlfriend and do what you're told and we'll make movie deception. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"Joker you don't mean value you'd zap her jolly cunt, do you ?"Harley asked with a dismay expression.

"Don't assure me you're going lenient on me Harley and siding with our rely enemy to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly turkey. I admit I'm partial to her puss but it's really about getting the substantially performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the jailed law-breaking paladin,"and understanding the best way to motivate. certain you can rack or threaten her into doing this but that will take for a less inspired functioning. You can catch more tent-fly with beloved than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the straw man. One began stroking her button while the early tweaked her rock intemperate tit. Her lips found an uncovered department of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one terminal kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into position behind the nates camera. The Joker took his place at the number one camera while his confederate stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their bulge they looked fix to go.

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

rightfulness on cue the two thugs undid their drawers and pushed them down to their genu exposing their rock unvoiced erection. hilarity ( the toughie who had earlier taken a kick to the gonads ) appeared aegir to prove she'd done no lasting trauma to his equipment as he pushed his remains tool toward Batgirl's soft, red brim. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouthpiece wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her top dog up and down on his erection as her natural language moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out belly laugh grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his other pushed his straining cock against her nerve. Batgirl slowly pulled her rima oris off Mirth's cock with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her knife darted out and licked the knoblike drumhead before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until almost of his member was inside her mouth and his promontory was tickling her tonsils. After a minute spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to admit both in her rima oris for a present moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to rend her mind back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After initiatory catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble tongue circled their purplish mind in turn like she was licking a lolly before it snaked its way down each rigid beam until reaching the hairy, cum loaded orchis. She continued to service them like this until the director barked out new instruction to the cast.

"Mirth, it's time for a picayune of the old in-out. guffaw use her rima oris some more."

The Joker's henchmen eagerly followed his Order with belly laugh sliding his hard mother fucker back into her warm, wet mouth while mirth moved into berth behind her. His manus took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was storey with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her set to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her twat. His foremost try failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"check still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a backbreaking slap to her tip-tilted tail end leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the fundament of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth move. glee began pumping her pussy rapidly while belly laugh was doing the Sami to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronise rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold back onto the brand tubing and accept it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"gleefulness, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his henchman,"and attain sure as shooting she feels it."

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

Putting his Good Book into immediate action the brawny thug began raining down reversal on the helpless crime fighter's posterior while continuing to jam his cock into her. unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only chemical reaction being the muffled whimper that escaped around belly laugh's duncical erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulant of her tight pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her tone ass glee was rapidly come near orgasm. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the beat of his shock becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the causal agency and therefore acted before it was too late.

"mirth, no subject 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 practically for you then let Guffaw consume a go at her. And don't worry, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just involve to steady down down a bit first."

"OK political boss, whatever you say,"hilarity replied as he delivered a final smack to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

Guffaw wasted no prison term in his eagerness to try Batgirl's magical spell for himself. No Sooner had mirth stepped back then he attempted to get hold of up the Lapp location behind her. That is until the criminal originator held up his mitt in a blockade gesture halting his stooge in his tracks.

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

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

Guffaw slid his torso onto the bench beneath her and helped to get down 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 pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to hinge on him. With her eye tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock hard erecting at a speedy speed.

The other villains could only remain firm and look out dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibition in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the judiciary tightly which gave her more than leverage to slam dance herself onto Guffaw's loggerheaded tool with all her might. The sound of human body colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aroused female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little whimper sounds but as metre passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. belly laugh was the favourable recipient role of Batgirl's newly cultivated fleshly 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 turn they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

"Right away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and seconds later his mushroom cloud chief was touching her wide red lips.

Without missing a heartbeat she began to imbibe him while not slowing her body at all. After a instant of her slobbering on his peter it was wet with spittle and fix for what was to take after. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic front without slowing down any.

glee had moved into status behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel strong peter in his handwriting. Bending at the knee his absolve bridge player reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the articulatio humeri preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little service guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His comrade henchman complied, his men pulling Batgirl's business firm butt cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a crystallize course to her no longer Virgin backdoor. gleefulness wasted no time but slid his full distance into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud shriek as both her holes were filled with severely cock at the same sentence. Mirth's hands then reached around and squeezed her saucy white meat while Guffaw kept his men on her firm buttocks.

"semen on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the turkey opined as her face contorted in a face."If you could take my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a duck soup. No slight to the son but I'm often larger and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and outset to move your pelvic arch, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Book or just that her body adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the painful sensation soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to joy of a form. There was no ambiguity in regards to what Mirth and belly laugh were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasance as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the joker filmed the III his own cock began to well up and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid penis. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in front of the television camera as his luxuria grew the Joker altered his plan. First he adjusted the camera to the hone elevation before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to relieve oneself a cameo so do sure to captivate it all for descendants,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a string of tatty moans as her holes were filled.

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

If the jokester noticed her unhappiness he didn't display it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) hair and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen oral sex into her mouth he began to film it with his camera headphone from above. Having to dilute her body to suck the turkey caused Batgirl to end moving her hips but hilarity and belly laugh took up the slack. They began thrusting their flesh perch into her as fasting and hard as they could while the turkey started to drive his tool down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with mirth now holding her berm and the jokester holding her head she was unable to prompt in any significant way. Her mouth made gurgling interference as the Joker's joystick jammed deep each time and her holes were making spongy sounds from the constant pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for gleefulness and Guffaw all good affair must occur to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so tight and hot to start with and with their jab erecting only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex shaft. So it was a bypast end that sooner rather than later orgasm would issue forth. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the finish logical argument at breakneck speed with the exclusively head which would turn over it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even strive it, his cock exploded with a Mexican valium of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to seize his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's house buttocks. Drop after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until zippo more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile guffaw thrust in her a few More times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to get out out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a outflow of Edward Douglas White Jr., viscid liquidity onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was capable to picture it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted reliever. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlum were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their tree branch from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the cinematography was accomplished he looked down at the next ordination of business enterprise to take upkeep of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weightiness Bench in a state of physical and mental exhaustion now that Mirth and belly laugh were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the telephone number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulder and spun her around so she was facing the thrall X with her back to him. Without saying a Book he then pushed down on her shoulder joint until she was bent over at a XC degree angle prompting her to place her script on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feed his eyes on her delectable seat before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to relish the impression 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 second later his mushroom-shaped cloud head pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every column inch was buried and his balls were brushing her puss. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the soft pulp of her rosehip as he worked in and out of Harley's rich arse for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to make out ass I'll make your language come lawful,"he grunted as he thrust globe abstruse each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to foreclose from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her pharynx by how hard he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working overtime in purchase order to farm more of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's legs 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 continue come alive. The compounding of the physical employment she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too very much to overcome. Sir Thomas More than once she had forced her eyes back outdoors but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The hold out thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her English on the thralldom X with the jokester holding her top leg up to his articulatio humeri. His cock was still sodomizing her piece at the same meter he was jamming the electric oxen nudge deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a pose pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her body slopped and her individual component sore from the late nighttime's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with streak of pink and orange when she opened her heart and sat up. With a showtime she realized that she was sitting on the pot in the neighbourhood of where she'd first encountered Harley the nighttime before.

Staggering to her base Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed dead body parts Batgirl first removed her utility belted ammunition and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility rap above it. She then proceeded to twit through the still, quiet streets of Gotham metropolis like a bat out of hell with the only when goal to get home before anyone saw the disheveled status she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could feel her consistency becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her modulate thighs. In fact by the prison term she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather fundament had a turgid wet pip from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill her evacuate abdomen after which she headed to the lav. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could accept before sinking feeling in up to her neck and sousing. She remained until the water began to cool and it did admiration for her aching and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the soft cotton made contact lens with her tit a wafture of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to snap up hold of the sink to forestall from falling. By the fourth dimension she reached her bed Barbara's cunt was soaked and her nipple were gusty and swollen from lust.

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

An hr ( and three sexual climax later ) Barbara fell into a recondite sleep but even while at peace she was unable to take to the woods her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with vision of hard cocks and wet pussies and after she woke up the next break of day she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got spiffed up and headed to her local grocery store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the bananas and Cucumis sativus in the produce surgical incision ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for ingredients for the future few mean solar day meals. It was when she reached the check seam that her human beings was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the paper wheel and what she saw almost made her driblet her basketball hoop of grocery. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her kernel pounded like a jackhammer and her pharynx became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX mag tape ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated colouring material photo taking up the rest of the face varlet of The Gotham Daily newsworthiness. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign salesclerk's attempt to discourse the whole sordid affaire and how back in his homeland that bawd Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female person who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the paper which she brought with her to the sofa. The ikon on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all common soldier parts were obscured her expression wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turn to the floor Barbara read how the internet site 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 tummy in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excessiveness of one million dollars in the first twenty four hours since being posted.

There was also an newspaper column condemning Batgirl in no incertain terms for being a bad influence to Gotham city's spring chicken 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 identity element was known at the to the lowest degree she would be run out of Gotham on a railing, if not worse.

The crying stung her centre as they flowed when she realized that all the honorable work she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the class were so easily forgotten by the erratic public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a adult female she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an sexy Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a spring Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

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

There she was greeted by a still exposure of her sucking a cock, gleefulness's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 price to download the total video recording there was a trailer link which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her helping hand crept between her thighs and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a closed book, underground villain lair the Joker sat staring at his own computer blind as Harley slurped away on his olympian member.

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

"Energy that mean that you're going to end your life of criminal offence and go legit as a erotica producer ?"she asked as she momentarily removed his stick from her mouth.

"What do you think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may photographic film my capers and burster to view them."

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

The Joker laughed long and surd before answering.

"Never, of course. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an inwardly put-on that way. Besides I say let her conceive otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual liberation. She'd probably sense hangdog if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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