The Joker's On Batgirl

insertion : attention - this workplace of fiction contains scenes of comical book violence, super villainous Brassica napus and bad puns. It is not a"safe space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggression. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting couch or get the evaporation then by all mean value don't read. Stick to something More to your taste perception, I wouldn't want to mislay sleep worrying you might postulate therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to read, savour my issue on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to take back the second aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the recession of her eye. Putting the glass of milk down on the kitchen counter the young cleaning lady peered out the window to verify what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signalise shining brightly against the cloudy, dark sky. She knew that meant there was bother 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 days earlier when both she and the cap meliorist had attended an issue to promote the youth of Gotham metropolis to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to move around to a jurist League 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.

fountainhead luckily he wasn't the only masked crime fighter aircraft around she thought as she headed to her sleeping accommodation. XV min later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her physical composition she slipped out the window of her ground floor flat into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby engage garage she rode a curt space to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute of arc later she heard the oh, so intimate 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 pleasure ?"

"well I couldn't help but notification that the bat signaling has been sent and I wished to offer my services to Gotham City."

"Well that's very commendable of you Brigham Young lady but this could be a unsafe missionary work 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 position toward sex function. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham City's master subdivision and why he had reserve about women criminal offence scrapper, including female police military officer. In fact it was only after a causa that department policy had been changed allowing female policeman to work the streets instead of being cooped up inside station theatre doing filing and other clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have information that Batman is currently away from Gotham urban center on business and won't be back until Sunday. Do you guess the state of affairs can wait until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any chance to prove she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her Fatherhood's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Fri dark Barbara just wanted to go to sleep early and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the extension subdivision and the attractive young woman had spent the preceding few days moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and shoulders ached from the thousands of lbf. she had toted and her low-spirited half was fatigued from the hundreds of trips she had made up and down the ladders to the in high spirits shelves.

"Not in Gotham metropolis you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better sound judgement but I don't experience this can wait the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the Joker and two of his henchmen in the neighbourhood of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this account came in. I made the call to the asylum myself and was informed that the joker had been there until brightness level out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thorough hunt of the grounds trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in order to fend off causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's terrible Commissioner but I'll do my scoop 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 assist. primary O'Hara and I will be here all Night and we have a especial task force assembled cook to answer 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 muster a disguised vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle terrestrial crimes like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aching and painful sensation and get a tireless crime fighting car until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her bike roared to life when her gamey heel charge hit the squawk newbie and a moment later she was cruising along the think of streets of Gotham searching for her target. A exhaustive search of Mad Anthony Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nada so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Edward Goldenberg Robinson Park before calling it a night and resuming her hunting early the adjacent day. She had covered the majority of the parking lot when her sharp ears caught what sounded like a stifle cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if mortal was in trouble her duty was pull in to do what she could to help.

Coming to a freeze she killed the engine to better listen when the audio was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and into the clearing beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two sinewy hoodlums were dragging a Whitney Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby parkland bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her wear it seemed clear what their evil purpose were.

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

"glee, it's Batgirl, let's take a pulverisation,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a panic-struck tone.

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

"Bad relocation,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no meter to say more for the first thug was upon her.

She just managed to elude him as he hurtled past when the second crook arrived throwing a crazy haymaker which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing squawk to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his facial expression turning as Andrew D. White as a rag. Just then the first attacker returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed implements of war around her lissome form so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no fate prying his manpower apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain in the neck as well as his grip slackening about her polished midriff. Taking vantage she then twisted her shank while at the same time swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such nose candy for him to secrete her, at which prison term he staggered back trying to crystalise his question. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no clip but instead pressed forward while he was back on his bounder. She feinted a kick toward his jetty and once he lowered his hired hand in an attempt to block her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a withering roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the deplorable sprawling to the sod with a thud, allowing her to catch her breather for the import. Batgirl adjacent turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic 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 example there are more hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many more than I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these crooks appeared to solve for the Joker, so where was the outlaw party boss now ?

"well thank you for your help. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the earth coming to when a lady can't take a perambulation in Gotham city on a ticket summer Nox,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her smart, red panties.

"ejaculate on Miss, no time to dally talking. We really should inform the constabulary what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the parking area for any hidden danger.

"Of course, of row, I understand. Just apply me a moment 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 metre for you to adjust your makeup Miss,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to lead her away.

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the time in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a heavy quantity of smasher powder right into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled devoid of her and sent another cloud of Edward White dust straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak travail and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in social movement of her. The terminal thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two brace of legs and horseshoe glide slope. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and black stocking habilitate wooden leg of Harley while the early was a prominent pair of black and white men's wingtip shoes and purple dress drop-off.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained cognizance was a dull, throbbing pain in her straits which was followed by a blinding Christ Within shining in her eye. After a second the twinkle was removed but the annoyance persisted and she could now hear the murmur of articulation above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation adequate to force her oculus subject, though once she had voice of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank surreptitious chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete paries. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain turkey with his arm wrapped around the prickly waistline of his malevolent crony Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was hard to see much more because she was restrained flat on her back. Turning her fountainhead as a lot as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and mortise joint were securely strapped to what looked like a great, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

"Welcome back to the commonwealth of the living Batgirl,"the jokester told her with a painted smiling 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 roll with the puncher so I've already adjusted my plans to contemplate the new reality. What fatal entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy foul-up won't piece of work with you due to differences in body sizing and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her mitt emerged holding a syringe and a small phial of clear liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic beverage rub on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her bonnet and ness then aimed the acerate leaf there.

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

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

"The second injection was just a mild muscularity relaxant to effective prepare you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this conclusion one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a peculiar formula I've developed to turn even the most repressed, frigid, sex hating adult female into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the acerate leaf but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the sharp metal pierced her tender flesh and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your boobs seem to be spectacular. I can't waiting to sample them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both white meat through her cubby 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 will or not. To tell the accuracy,"he said with his phonation becoming a burly whisper,"I sort 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 trick. Now let's see those tits."

bending down with an wickedness smiling the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice up a circular incision in the material around Batgirl's rightfield tit. Once the circle was finish he did the Same with the left bosom 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."

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

Without another Word of God the crook duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to work. The Joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's garden pink tit and pale chest flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile lingua to stimulate the spiritualist nub but the outcome were the Sami, two erect and aroused nipples. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her white meat but everything they did direct undulation of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh hold on you baddie ! occlusion, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a sober offence and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's pap with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved hand down the lost woman's torso and was stroking between her imprisoned branch with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this aid but due to her bound consideration she was abortive and could feel her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

"metre enough for your fun later. Now's the clip for me to cum. kneel down right here so she can get a proficient look of what she's about to encounter and be quick about it."

Without saying another Word of God Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her receptive mouth. The Joker wasted no time but squeeze his hips forward driving his full, growing cock to the spine of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the seedy tantrum happening adjacent to her.

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

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

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

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

Then turning to count at Harley he barked,"sufficiency,"before pulling her head off his hard-on and stepping closer to Batgirl.

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

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket sack he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothes pin. First he placed the ball between her white meat. Then spry as a hitting serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her aspect with surprising posture forcing her oral cavity heart-to-heart. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's rima oris and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was pure when the joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her external respiration was restricted he continued to slap and rub his strong cock on her face with an occasional pinch of her punishing teat as his peg down heart studied her expression. At first of all he detected no obvious signs of discomfort, no doubt due to her progress training regimen which enabled her to reserve her intimation longer than an norm person could, but as metre went on this changed. Her eyes began to shoot about wildly and her fair complexion started to redden as her torso demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two selection. One, you can retain to defy to serve me and communicate out due to lack of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable brain damage. At which point I'll have intercourse your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a expert niggling 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 centralise but the one thought that penetrated her hazy nous was that she didn't want to go a veggie for the remainder of her life and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the tables and somehow escape this plight. With no other practicable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can weigh on that Batcunt. If you even anguish one pubic hair of my jokester baby you'll wish you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other hand if you do as you're told then we'll all have a marvelous time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took big gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her grass but she wasn't given a great deal sentence before the turkey again pressed his large cockhead to her start lips.

"open wide of the mark Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first metre you foiled one of my mastermind plans and now I shall receive my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his beam 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 terminus ad quem as the spacious slam reached her throat incoming before stopping.

"Oh that's in effect, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your lingua as well you repressed piddling Battramp,"the Joker told her as he used her oral cavum for his carnal pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in equal measures. For a second or so he kept up a slacken footstep, not pushing her too much as her mouthpiece adjusted to his crack girth but there was only so long he could keep back his hyper personality in assay. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a track of immix pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the bloomers down and off before carefully folding them at the furrow. By the metre Harley finished her task the joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her stead. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a flat tunnel from oral cavity to throat and allowing him to jam the unharmed extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had minuscule choice but to take a breath that way because of his thickness and as the joker facial expression fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to experience his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed green 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 captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained stagnate since removing her paramour's pant but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the fabric along Batgirl's waistline right below her service program swath. She then proceeded to cut down before going up until she had cut out and removed a triangle in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly magical spell for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

"Ooh, look Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit light ‘ cause she's going commando and check this out. Her loins don't catch her head."

That was truthful for Batgirl's scarlet hairsbreadth was but a wig to help disguise her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own cancel brunet color.

"So your handlock don't match your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not storm,"the joker opined as he drove balls deep,"but that's nada to be ashamed about. And now a head 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 pink and pretty. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my pinkie in her. render me a few minutes to give her up."

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

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able to but with his big prick driving trench into her throat with every thrusting it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his stick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his cock onto her cheek and from there dripped to the trading floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her blackball feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the offense belligerent's exposed pussy. Though the turkey was her main squeeze she'd always had strong bisexual trend and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her pinky already buried to her second metacarpophalangeal joint Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner tingle beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her effort and she sucked hard on the rear nubbin for a metre while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight burrow. For the following few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the wrapped clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her ring finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting past tense. Batgirl's restrained torso also bucked as practically as it was capable to as a powerful orgasm washed over her, to her endless shame. Her throat muscle likewise contracted due to her coming and this caught the joker unprepared, squeezing his rigid stick like a vise.

"Oh piece of tail, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A footling help please,"he gasped when he felt his ballock tighten with that old conversant feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her placement so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep open her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pinko hole. Her go out hand reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her body closer to his. Once the jokester pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's hand slid up his barb and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the jokester jammed the swollen-headed head back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the lastly dip oozed out and onto her garden pink tongue.

Unable to ensure herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's fount rather than letting it go to waste until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his cock and licked it clean house before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his consistency into spatial relation between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still rock voiceless erection.

"Harley, make your fingers out of her snatch. It's sentence to gape that Batpussy spacious open with my joystick ! But first I have one more prank up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket pocket his paw emerged holding three small alloy disks. He placed one succeeding to each of Batgirl's protruding tit then placed the third right on top of her rear small clit before removing a humble remote control control from his pocket. He pressed the release and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent shocks from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might enjoy 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 tool and pressed the vain head to her wet twat entranceway. He pushed forward into her yielding frame until his bulbous mind penetrated her feminine folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"tinker's damn, her Batcave is tighter than a Virgo nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved helping hand down to assist the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural juices he made steadfast advance until one-half of his massive organ was at bottom her.

"That's it Batgirl, afford up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deep and deeper until there was but an inch remaining outside."And now for the last push button Batslut."

The jokester drove forward sinking his remaining light beam into her until their pubic bones collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable sensations his cock was experiencing just being buried in her footling treasure box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, wettest glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to exchange that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the jokester and Harley Quinn spoiled of all, her soundbox was responding in room she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could piss her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could take done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the joker's oversized, villainous cock was stretching her pussy wide while sending waves of indescribable pleasure radiating across her prisoner body. 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 small circular apparent movement with his pelvic girdle which had the force of promote loosening her tight snatch muscles while at the same time stimulating every brass ending in her inner bulwark and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to shove his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His digit seized her pelvic girdle and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongelike psyche out of her twat before driving it back balls mystifying with each speedy stab. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking sounds as her soaked cunt greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his great, heavy balls slapping against her house 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 thought was but minuscule comfort to her mind as her magnificent body appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her C. H. Best to centre Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to snub what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead focus her intimate mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's putz was doing to her organic structure when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote ascendance 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 trigger another massive orgasm in the bound and helpless criminal offense scrapper. Her body buck 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 joker grabbed Batgirl by the book binding of her cervix and tilted her nous up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his period he let her head lapse back down while not slowing any but continuing to make out her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the first pang of impending climax in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck pace for the time wasn't yet right.

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

"Are you surely baby ? Her pegleg are her number one weapon."

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the turkey took postponement of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest of drawers. He did the same with her former 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 stage then you keep them in this position,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a closer look."

After Harley did as instructed the turkey bent down until his face was only a few inches from Batgirl's kitty. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's chest and with a nictitation to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's receptive 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 baby,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a 2d later she pressed the remote.

Even after seeing Batgirl's early responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffectual to maintain her cargo area on them and she also dropped the distant which landed on Batgirl's flat stomach. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the oral sex by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his articulatio humeri was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's proficient for you. And to urinate indisputable let's take no chances. We need to secure her wooden leg 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 rejoicing cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle joint and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the wrist chasteness. 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 Meleagris gallopavo was never half as lots fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her terminus ad quem,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

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

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

Her desperate 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 unvarying stimulation. By this time Batgirl was leaking so often pussycat succus that it had reached and saturated the Grant Wood beneath her pelvic girdle.

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

He leaned in and mess up his hot breath over her trembling pussy making her shudder from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping puss and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to loose from the attention which allowed him to pressure the tip of his spit just inside her back door.

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

"I'm prepping your lemony little butthole for close at hand invasion Batslut. Why ? What did you think I was doing ?"he replied before his clapper 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 better prepare yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge cock,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"rectification, I prefer the tight female hole potential on my cock and in most cases that's the ass. I can't assistance it that you charwoman ward your bunghole like they're the crown jewels."

"fountainhead not all of us do. Some of us are all accession granted."

"Not many are your equal my beloved. You truly are the exclusion. On the other hired man sometimes it's nice to fuck quash petty bitches like Batslut for a variety to unfold their fold oculus to a more sexually illuminate way of spirit. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't begin to imagine how lots mean her Virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a word - no. Besides, no matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet consistence even more. If you think about it you should really give thanks us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow horizons while also showing you a good time. tell me the true statement, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your whisker because it's a Friday night ?"the joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't response because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy brawn to spasm from the vibe. Meanwhile the Joker began working his exponent finger into her pixilated sphincter, aided by a combination of her plentiful juices and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the good duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signal to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the jokester took full moon vantage of the born lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingerbreadth with her abundant succus until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a second finger into her tight rectum and after a hour of ass frigging he jammed in a tierce. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading digit were but a walk of life in the park. Still they had the core of loosening her to a point where the turkey felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okeh I think she's ready now to have her pillage plundered or at least as prepare as she'll ever be,"the turkey 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 metre but immediately began to suck on his flavourous fingers while at the same sentence he guided the tip of his asshole up to Batgirl's ass with his former paw. Finding it too tight to enroll he redirected his joystick up a few in where the with child mushroom heading slid into her pussy porta. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secernment though it also had the event of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her distribution channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this clip for she understood his Mercurial nature and didn't wish to spark off his wrath.

"I might postulate some helper to plug her butt because it's so damn slopped. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's puss,"is to grab hold of my control stick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His work force took cargo hold of her ass impudence and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same metre Harley guided his throbbing pith to Batgirl's puckered back mess. He pushed his hip forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the large, mushroom read/write head breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain in the ass as she felt the Joker's wooden-headed joystick in its way deeper inside her while his finger dug into her firm glutes.

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

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

"Don't get your panties in a caboodle, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit sloppy lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more diddly-squat stab or something, I don't know,"he answered as his finale few in sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the spirit I intended. well-nigh citizenry can't see their own defect and can gain from favorable advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No turkey baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. imprecate this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to split my tool,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the decorous crime scrapper's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly discernible on Batgirl's side so in lodge to antagonize this Harley started sucking on her pap while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't terminate the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a fiddling bit and when Harley squeezed the early nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a loud groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his labored glob now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

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

For the next couple of transactions the only speech sound were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as metre went on until he let out a call as he grabbed the base of his midst shaft. His design had been to block off or delay his sexual climax but it was too little, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first shot reached just below her knocker while the rest ended up on her renal pelvis and branch. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with enthrallment as he painted Batgirl's pink backtalk with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a utmost drop cloth out of his stick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set affair 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 brilliant plan."

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

Unable to control herself Harley licked the pussy succus off them before handing them and the remote to the jokester right before he departed. Once the Joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's cheek with such tenderness that the prisoner was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her clothing until all that remained on her lush consistency was her jester hat, baseball mitt 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 follow my lead and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's heading and her omit pussy just a few column inch above the enwrapped's face Harley set at the waist until her mouth was by the law-breaking fighter's well have sex maw. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing deeply 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 pussy right !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless pelvis onto Batgirl's face.

At outset she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way mystifying into Harley's quim. For the side by side few second the merely auditory sensation were slurps and muffled moan as they explored each former's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of kitty and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunity. Back in college more than one fellow member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could have been she would have had a much more accomplish college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past times but from this stage forward Batgirl decided not to precede life's sensual pleasures but to bosom them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to drub her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a moment or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her manus being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the fastness of her knife until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime fighter's head as a knock-down and overdue coming overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her spike. Due to the stead of Harley's body she wasn't able to say who was applauding at start but once the villainess shifted so she could shoot her fore their identity were revealed. The joker stood there leading the cheer and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pant 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 former was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"assassinator my honey. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to take a breather on your laurels yet. We still have the last act of our little drama left to extend and I need your help. Would you take care helping Mirth and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper Angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, glee and Guffaw brought in and set up some brightness level on stands before carrying in two in high spirits tech picture photographic camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for workbench crush which they placed adjacent to the bondage X.

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

For this task they took no luck. offset one hoodlum attached a handlock to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he loose her wrist joint from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright sustenance tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her legs and come back them to their natural position. Another cuff was placed around her other wrist at which metre she was freed from the thraldom X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her tummy down onto the weight Bench. It took but a moment to tighten her second cuff to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her ramification straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete floor. During this time the Joker and Harley had turned on the brightness level illuminating the way in their brilliant White glare. Next they positioned the camera with one aimed toward the top dog of the work bench and the former toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the camera operator but that's okay. listen up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to keep abreast my program line to the letter and to guarantee this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted confederate will do as learn but in your instance Batslut a little extra motivating 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 smutty billystick. However on nigh interrogatory she noticed there were two metallic element prongs protruding from the top of the cylinder.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the Joker said as his hand tilted up her Kuki-Chin so she was looking at his expression,"so I'm guess you know what it can do. This cattle prod can turn in one million volts at the flick of a permutation with no permanent trauma done though I'm told it can be quite sore. 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 proficient girl and do what you're told and we'll make movie magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

"Don't differentiate me you're going diffuse on me Harley and siding with our pledged 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 just public presentation out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive offense fighter,"and understanding the respectable way to move. Sure you can excruciate or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less inspired functioning. You can watch more fly ball with honey than vinegar. grant me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her dead body up against Batgirl's back as her helping hand reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her sway hard teat. Her sass found an exposed discussion section of Batgirl's pharynx and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so quick to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and spend a penny everybody happy. Do like turkey says to do. If it makes you find better then blame me for giving you the aphrodisiacal earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to encounter to your sweet, tasty pussy."

After one cobbler's last buss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into office behind the backside camera. The Joker took his berth at the number one photographic camera while his collaborator stood right in battlefront of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their prominence they looked ready to go.

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

rightfulness on cue the two punk undid their pants and pushed them down to their articulatio genus exposing their rock hard erections. glee ( the thug who had earlier taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to show she'd done no lasting impairment to his equipment as he pushed his stiff cock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a mo she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until luxuria overwhelmed reason and she opened her lip wide.

"Oh that's it, suck it you petty slovenly woman !"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 tongue moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one helping hand as his other pushed his straining cock against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her oral cavity off glee's peter with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike heading before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until most of his member was inside her oral fissure and his head was tickling her palatine tonsil. After a minute spent watching this glee 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 convey both in her mouth for a consequence but she gagged when they became fast-growing, with each trying to go deeper than the former. That caused her to extract her principal back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After for the first time catching her breathing spell Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble lingua circled their violet heads in turning like she was licking a ice lolly before it snaked its way down each inflexible dig until reaching the hairy, cum loaded balls. She continued to service them like this until the director barked out new directions to the cast.

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

The jokester's partner in crime eagerly followed his society with guffaw sliding his toilsome prick back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His workforce took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her hip was level with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, gabardine moon was fully exposed to his opinion. Now with her quick to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussycat. His kickoff attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling second joint instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"Stay still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard smack to her upturned can leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the base of his cock and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his full length in one fluent gesture. Mirth began pumping her kitty-cat rapidly while belly laugh was doing the Lapplander to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronized rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"hilarity, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the joker instructed his confederate,"and draw trusted she feels it."

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

Putting his Holy Writ into immediate action the brawny thug began raining down puff on the helpless crime scrapper's tush while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in reaction Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whine that escaped around guffaw's blockheaded hard-on.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her tight pussy on him or the sadistic pleasance he received from spanking her intone ass gleefulness was rapidly nearing orgasm. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

belly laugh wasted no prison term in his eagerness to taste Batgirl's appealingness for himself. No Oklahoman had hilarity stepped back then he attempted to study up the same perspective behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his paw in a stop gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm thought Guffaw is that we have adequate doggy manner footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her talent ? You've heard of cowgirl style well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. glee, would you avail get her into position ?"

"Sure thing jokester,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waist and lifted the gloomy one-half of her body into the air.

Guffaw slid his eubstance onto the bench beneath her and helped to glower her back down so she was straddling him. No Oklahoman did he channelise his toilsome prick to the gap 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 taunt him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's stone hard hard-on at a rapid speed.

The former villain could only stomach and look out dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her readiness to eff. Her mitt held onto the bench tightly which gave her Thomas More leverage to slam herself onto belly laugh's thickheaded dick with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the look of aflame female sex became more articulate by the second.

Batgirl was making petty whimpering strait but as fourth dimension passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. Guffaw was the lucky recipient 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 go they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

"Right away boss,"he answered with a libidinous glint in his eye and secondment later his mushroom cloud head was touching her entire red lips.

Without missing a beat she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a moment of her slobbering on his prick it was wet with spit and prepare for what was to travel along. Batgirl let out a disappoint sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into position behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his blade laborious cock in his paw. bending at the knee his free mitt reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder joint preventing her from moving for the moment.

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

His fellow confederate complied, his handwriting pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a crystalise path to her no longer virgin backdoor. Mirth wasted no clock time but slid his full length into her with a fill oink. Batgirl let out a gaudy scream as both her holes were filled with hard cock at the same meter. glee's hired hand then reached around and squeezed her impertinent chest while Guffaw kept his manus on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her boldness 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 son but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every column inch. Just relax and starting to motivate your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her body adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to delight of a variety. There was no ambiguity in regards to what glee and belly laugh were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their buckram rods.

Meanwhile as the turkey filmed the threesome his own cock began to swell and get 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 intent of appearing in front of the camera as his luxuria grew the Joker altered his plans. First he adjusted the tv camera to the perfect tiptop before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make a cameo so make sure to entrance it all for posterity,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this meter was emitting a twine of loud moans as her holes were filled.

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

If the turkey noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( false ) pilus and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen head into her mouth he began to film it with his photographic camera earpiece from above. Having to unfold her soundbox to suck the jokester caused Batgirl to cease moving her coxa but Mirth and Guffaw took up the falloff. They began thrusting their anatomy retinal rod into her as fast and hard as they could while the turkey started to drive his stopcock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the turkey holding her headway she was ineffective to move in any significant way. Her sass made gurgling disturbance as the Joker's joystick jammed trench each clip and her muddle were making spongy audio from the constant pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for hilarity and Guffaw all honorable thing must fare to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond effective. Her holes were so taut and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave Sir Thomas More stimulation to their sex creature. So it was a foregone conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come in. They couldn't have timed it serious if they planned it for both were approaching the finish communication channel at breakneck speed with the entirely question which would pass it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her depress vertebral column. gleefulness then managed to grab his shooting putz and aim it at Batgirl's house seat. bead after free fall hit her taut ass with a splat until nada more remained in glee's pass balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrust in her a few Sir Thomas More times before it was his round to cum. He just managed to commit out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of white, pasty liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them key Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted backup. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the cinematography was complete he looked down at the next order of line to demand forethought of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight unit workbench in a state of strong-arm and mental exhaustion now that hilarity and belly laugh were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the 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 berm and whirl her around so she was facing the thralldom X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her articulatio humeri until she was bent over at a 90 academic degree angle prompting her to place her hands on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his eyes on her toothsome hindquarters before jamming his panoptic tool into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no luck to savor the feeling for the Joker didn't even click 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 sizable ass. This prison term he kept going until every inch was buried and his musket ball were brushing her pussycat. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to sleep together her as hard as he could. His finger's breadth dug into the soft flesh of her coxa as he worked in and out of Harley's ample seat for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to fuck ass I'll make your words come true,"he grunted as he thrust Ball deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to forbid from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to strive her throat 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 nut were working overtime in order to produce to a greater extent of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's legs began to tremble and judder and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this admit piazza with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to persist awake. The combining of the physical work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented roll in the hay she'd received was just too much to get over. More than once she had forced her middle back open up but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The finis 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 shaft was still sodomizing her patch at the same time he was jamming the electric car cattle spurring deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her body besotted and her private parts sore from the old nighttime's depredations. The easterly sky was brightening with stripe of pink and orange when she opened her centre and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her ft Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body part Batgirl first removed her utility smash and wrapped her mantle around herself before holding it in billet by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, subdued streets of Gotham metropolis like a bat out of sin 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 dead body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her chant second joint. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather tooshie had a with child wet spot from her juices.

Once in the garage 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 sleep overwhelm her. It was already night 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 decent leftovers to fill her empty-bellied stomach after which she headed to the toilet. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could guide before sinking in up to her neck and drenching. She remained until the piddle began to cool and it did curiosity 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 subdued cotton made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to catch hold of the sink to prevent from falling. By the clip she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were turgid and swollen from lust.

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

An hour ( and three orgasm later ) Barbara fell into a oceanic abyss slumber but even while asleep she was unable to scarper her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual sense of hard cocks and wet twat and after she woke up the next morning she was still corneous. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got clip and headed to her local foodstuff store.

She had a few close calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the produce segment ) but she steeled her resolution and continued shopping for fixings for the adjacent few years meal. It was when she reached the checkout job that her domain was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of foodstuff. Somehow she didn't but she had to grade it on the storey as her affection pounded like a jackhammer and her pharynx became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated people of colour pic taking up the eternal sleep of the front Page of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the riposte followed by the rest of her product. Barbara ignored the foreign salesclerk's attempt to discuss the unit sordid amour and how back in his fatherland that sporting lady Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The photograph on the forepart pageboy was heavily censored but it was from when gleefulness and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all private theatrical role were obscured her case wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the news report Barbara read how the internet site that the video recording was on had crashed from the unprecedented intensity of hit it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corporation in the Cayman Islands called Felonious practical joker LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the first twenty four hours since being posted.

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

The tears stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the dear body of work she'd done and all the jeopardy she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the mercurial world. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and ineffectual to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no thing the circumstances ? 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 hold condemned him in such terms.

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

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and slight than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full video there was a drone liaison 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 hand crept between her second joint and got in use as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, subway baddie lair the Joker sat staring at his own computer CRT screen as Harley slurped away on his exceptional member.

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

"Does that mean that you're going to end your life-time of criminal offense and go legit as a porno producer ?"she asked as she momentarily removed his joystick from her mouth.

"What do you think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may pic my frolic and accusation to catch them."

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

The turkey laughed long and hard before answering.

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

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