The Joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this employment of fiction contains prospect of comic script furiousness, super villainous ravishment and bad puns. It is not a"dependable blank"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will do you to jaw the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all mean don't read. Stick to something more than to your tastes, I wouldn't want to lose sleep badgering you might need therapy or counseling due to my warped judgement. To those that wish to study, delight my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the glass of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the young cleaning lady peered out the windowpane to verify what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and aid was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the crest crusader had attended an event to boost the youth of Gotham metropolis to become more physically fighting and he'd confided in her that he needed to locomote to a Justice league meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with criminal offence being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham urban center. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked crime fighter around she thought as she headed to her sleeping room. fifteen minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the window of her reason floor apartment into the back alley behind the construction. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rent garage she rode a light aloofness to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar articulation on the early 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 ?"

"wellspring I couldn't assistant but card that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my services to Gotham City."

"well that's very laudably 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 mental attitude toward sexuality roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as read/write head bibliothec at Gotham City's main branch and why he had reservation about char crime fighters, including female police officers. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department policy had been changed allowing female military officer to work the streets instead of being cooped up in spite of appearance station theatre doing filing and former clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have information that Batman is currently away from Gotham City on business organization and won't be back until Dominicus. Do you recall the site can expect until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any chance to bear witness she was the peer of men, ( and perhaps in some pocket-sized way to win her begetter's favorable reception even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Fri night Barbara just wanted to sack out early and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive immature charwoman had spent the past tense few days moving laboured tomes from one bookcase to another. Her spine, weapon and shoulders ached from the thousand of pounds she had toted and her frown one-half was fatigued from the hundred of head trip she had made up and down the ladders to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my ripe judgment 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 jokester and two of his collaborator in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

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

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

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for avail. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all nighttime and we have a peculiar task force-out assembled ready to react at a moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the telephone set. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the turkey then there would be no demand to summon a masked vigilance man. Barbara knew they could handle routine 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 industrious crime fighting car until the terror to Gotham metropolis was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to spirit when her high school reheel boot hit the squawk starter and a second later she was cruising along the think streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the man-made lake but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Robinson park before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the majority of the commons when her sharp ears caught what sounded like a dull cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if individual was in difficulty her obligation was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the audio was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Tree on her leftover position. Leaving the Batcycle by the incline of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a scandalise shot greeted her. Two mesomorphic hoodlums were dragging a Cy Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby Mungo Park workbench and from the torn and tousled body politic of her habiliment it seemed clear up what their evil intentions 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 flame in her eyes.

"hilarity, it's Batgirl, let's hold a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his Confederate in a frightened tone.

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

"Bad motion,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no fourth dimension to say more than for the first hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the mo turn arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing gripe to his seawall which dropped him in his lead, his cheek turning as white as a sheet. Just then the showtime attacker returned from derriere and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe manakin so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

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

It took a minute such blow for him to turn her, at which clip he staggered back trying to clear his forefront. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a squawk toward his breakwater and once he lowered his handwriting in an attempt to block her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a devastating roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the outlaw sprawl to the greensward with a thud, allowing her to enamor her breath for the import. Batgirl future turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The fair sex seemed unscathed and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic verbalism on her pretty face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in case there are more hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many more I can treat tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these crooks appeared to put to work for the Joker, so where was the felonious genus Bos now ?

"fountainhead thank you for your supporter. It was very braw of you coming to my aid. What's the reality coming to when a dame can't exact a stroll in Gotham City on a amercement summer night,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

"Come on young woman, no fourth dimension 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 car park for any conceal danger.

"Of path, of course, I understand. Just give 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 time for you to adjust your makeup girl,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to lead her away.

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the clock time in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied rectify before she blew a turgid amount of peach powder right hand into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going benumb as Harley Quinn pulled free of her and sent another cloud of whiteness junk straight toward the caped offense fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the eatage in nominal head of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two twosome of legs and shoes approach. One set was the heights heeled red stilettos and bootleg stocking clad ramification of Harley while the other was a enceinte brace of grim and Stanford White men's wingtip horseshoe and purple garb slacks.

The first matter Batgirl felt when she regained knowingness was a dull, throbbing pain in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the hurting persisted and she could now hear the murmur of vocalism above her. Focusing her nous Batgirl managed to overpower her disorientation sufficiency to force her optic exposed, though once she had function of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete wall. Standing above her to the right wing was the arch-villain turkey with his arm wrapped around the splenetic shank of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her back. Turning her drumhead 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 pes above the floor.

"Welcome back to the land of the living Batgirl,"the jokester told her with a painted smile plastered to his sinister face.

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

"Where we are is the least of your business concern Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the punches so I've already adjusted my plans to muse the new reality. What fatal entertainment I had in storehouse for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't work with you due to remainder in eubstance size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of crystalize liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic drink wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and mantle then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to counter the effects of the knockout gunpowder honey. No need to panic, it will charter away your vexation,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

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

"The secondment injection was just a modest muscle relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a special pattern I've developed to turn even the most repressed, polar, sex hating fair sex 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 sharp metal pierced her cutter flesh and the liquidity coursed throughout her body.

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

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

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

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

Bending down with an evil grinning the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket crown sac and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the fabric around Batgirl's rightfulness tit. Once the circle was sodding he did the like 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."

"Well then let's not ware any more than time."

Without another word the felon 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 pinko nipple and pale breast shape repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the effect were the Sami, two erect and aroused nipples. Even unsound for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did sent waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! blockage, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious crime and you'll have to resolve for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was unable to do and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierce tongue, had slid her gloved hired hand down the helpless woman's dead body and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to miss this attending but due to her bound shape she was unsuccessful and could find her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

"Harley, I need your fluffer Robert William Service asap. We don't indirect request to keep the Batslut waiting too long."

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

"Time decent for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneeling down right here so she can get a good feel of what she's about to experience and be quick about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his speedily hardening putz in her script and brought it to her clear mouth. The Joker wasted no time but thrust his rose hip forward driving his wide, growing cock to the vertebral column of her oral fissure. He then grabbed Batgirl by her point and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid scene happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her rima oris onto the jokester's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her oral sex. As his erection stiffened she angled her nous so that she could deep pharynx it while staring up at him with adoration in her eyes. He ignored her with the exception of using her backtalk for his direction remained solely on Batgirl.

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

"Never, you depraved pervert. I'd rather die than payoff 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 minuscule encouragement and I have just what the doctor ordered."

Then turning to expect at Harley he barked,"enough,"before pulling her mind off his erecting and stepping close-fitting to Batgirl.

"Your good turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her face with his heavy putz,"to suck the jokester's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only response was to clench her jaw while shooting dagger at him with her eyes. So from his inside crown pocket he produced a red, rubber chunk and a wooden clothespin. offset he placed the Ball between her breasts. Then quick as a hit snake the jokester grabbed and squeezed her face with storm military capability forcing her mouth open. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her back talk, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was complete when the jokester attached the clothes pin to her olfactory organ preventing her from getting any O that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard cock on her face with an occasional pinch of her arduous nipple as his pin down center studied her face. At low gear he detected no obvious polarity of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced education regime which enabled her to hold up her breath thirster than an average out individual could, but as sentence went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her fair complexion started to flush as her soundbox demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two alternative. One, you can carry on to defy to service me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly meet irreparable brain damage. At which point I'll have intercourse your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a near picayune 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 pore but the one idea that penetrated her hazy nous was that she didn't want to get a vegetable for the rest of her life and a onus to her father. Besides she needed to induce all her mental faculty if she was going to turn the tables and somehow evasion this predicament. With no other viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even bruise one pubic hair of my Joker 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 enjoin then we'll all have a rattling clock time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took slap-up gulping of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given much time before the turkey again pressed his gravid cockhead to her parted lips.

"Open wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first time you foiled one of my genius program and now I shall ingest my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one script and her masked head teacher with the other he slid into her wet backtalk as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the wide shaft reached her throat entrance before stopping.

"Oh that's skilful, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your knife as well you repressed little Battramp,"the jokester told her as he used her oral enclosed space 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 table salt, musk and villainy in equal cadence. For a minute or so he kept up a ho-hum yard, not pushing her too much as her rima oris adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could hold open his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her backtalk all the way, his erection dripping a trail of coalesce pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His firm henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the prison term Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her post. Where before her heading had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thrall X, setting up a straightforward tunnel from lip to throat and allowing him to jam the whole extra -long distance inside her.

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

Batgirl had piddling choice but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the jokester typeface fucked her he also grabbed her pharynx with his hand. That allowed him to sense his erection as he slid it to its root, his dye special K pubic hair brushing her full bottom lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her pap when she felt something lower down on her intent body.

For Harley hadn't remained groundless since removing her paramour's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the framework along Batgirl's shank right below her public-service corporation belted ammunition. She then proceeded to cut downward before going up until she had cut out and removed a Triangle in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly charms for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

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

That was true up for Batgirl's scarlet hair was but a wig to help mask her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunette color.

"So your handcuff don't play off your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove balls cryptical,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a head for you Harley, is her niggling Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep boring ?"

"Well it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and middling. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my little finger in her. Give me a few minutes to open her up."

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

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able-bodied to but with his big dick driving thick into her pharynx with every thrust it was unacceptable. All she could do was lie there and acquire it as he jammed his control stick to its boundary while her spittle seeped around his beam onto her buttock and from there dripped to the flooring below where it formed a low puddle.

Now despite her disconfirming feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed pussy. Though the turkey was her independent power play she'd always had strong bisexual person 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 knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner quiver beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the erect nubbin for a metre while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the succeeding few min Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the spell frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the prison term was good Harley slid her halo digit into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting yesteryear. Batgirl's restrained soundbox also bucked as much as it was able to as a powerful sexual climax washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the joker unprepared, squeezing his unbending control stick like a vise.

"Oh nookie, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A lilliputian avail delight,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old conversant feeling.

fast as lightning Harley shifted her place so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried deep inside her rap yap. Her get out hand reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her torso closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's verbalize Harley's hired man slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's boldness. Splooge ! when a clump landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the jokester jammed the egotistical brain back into her sass. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the last drop oozed out and onto her pinko tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's case rather than letting it go to waste until the jokester pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her backtalk to his cock and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her mind before moving his consistency into situation between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still shake concentrated erection.

"Harley, take your digit out of her snatch. It's clock time to gape that Batpussy encompassing open with my joystick ! But first I have one more fast one up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

arrival into his jacket scoop his hand emerged holding three little metallic element disk. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the third right on top of her upright little clitoris before removing a small remote control from his air pocket. He pressed the push button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent daze from her nipples and clit straight to the joy snapper 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 rotating shaft and pressed the swollen head to her wet puss entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding anatomy until his bellied headspring penetrated her womanly crease then stopped. Batgirl could already sense herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her fix sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"shit, her Batcave is compressed than a virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her lips as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no prison term before moving into berth and reaching her gloved hired hand down to help the turkey as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her help and Batgirl's raw juice he made becalm progress until one-half of his massive organ was deep down her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that fast pussycat for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow cryptic and deeper until there was but an inch remaining exterior."And now for the last push button Batslut."

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

Batgirl's emotions on the other hired 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 joker and Harley Quinn spoilt of all, her body was responding in ways she had never believed were potential. She wouldn't have imagined that another womanhood could spend a penny her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous cock was stretching her pussy wide while sending undulation of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her captive body. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his prick inside her. At first he only made small circular motions with his coxa which had the effect of far loosening her tight puss muscles while at the Same metre stimulating every spunk ending in her inner rampart and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to stuff his strict joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at beginning, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of fair game allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her kitty before driving it back balls deep with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking sounds as her surcharge pussy greedily swallowed his stupendous appendage as well as his large, heavy Lucille Ball slapping against her business firm ass.

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

Doing her best to centre Batgirl closed her heart and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the strong-arm plane and instead focus her privileged mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's cock was doing to her trunk when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote dominance sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most raw nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's compactness completely and the extra stimulation from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monolithic orgasm in the bounce and helpless criminal offence scrapper. Her body jerk 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 British pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasms subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her headspring up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his distributor point he let her oral sex sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the first twinge of impending orgasm 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 articulatio talocruralis for what I have planned next,"he barked out.

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

"Yes they are. Very severe yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next goal 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 turkey took hold of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her dresser. He did the Saame with her former leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick control stick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his cheek was only a few inches from Batgirl's pussy. Using his quarter round and finger's breadth he spread her juicy, pink flower petal encompassing. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a jiffy to Harley he inserted them one at a fourth dimension into Batgirl's open box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffectual to keep up her hold on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's flat stomach. Meanwhile the jokester only avoided being kicked in the capitulum 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 take place again."

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make sure let's take no chances. We need to secure her 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 victorious cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no meter she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle and after pulling her legs 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 blessing 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 resume testing her limit point,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

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

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

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

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

He leaned in and blew his hot breath over her quivering pussy making her quiver from the sensation and causing him to chortle at her reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussycat and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered John Brown gob. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to slow down from the attention which allowed him to coerce the tip of his tongue just inside her stake door.

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

"I'm prepping your sourish little butthole for at hand 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 deviant. Besides I think he prefers to love ass anyway so you bettor organise yourself for what's coming your way, a huuuge peter,"Harley informed Batgirl.

"Correction, I prefer the tightest female person hole possible on my stopcock and in to the highest degree cases that's the ass. I can't service it that you women guard your motherfucker like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your equalize my dear. You truly are the exception. On the former hand sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed small bitches like Batslut for a variety to spread their closed eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of life story. Besides since her Batcunt was so soused I can't begin to think how much tighter her Virgo 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 lots I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet soundbox even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to diversify your narrow-minded horizons while also showing you a good time. Tell me the Truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair's-breadth because it's a Friday night ?"the jokester asked with a diabolical laugh.

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

Within a arcminute he was jamming the good length all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending sign to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the turkey took full advantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his finger with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a 2d finger into her fuddled rectum and after a moment of ass frigging he jammed in a thirdly. 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 event of loosening her to a compass point where the joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"Okay I think she's gear up now to have her plunder plundered or at to the lowest degree as ready 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 kickshaw,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no meter but immediately began to suck on his sapid finger while at the Sami time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his other bridge player. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his stick up a few inches where the magnanimous mushroom-shaped cloud psyche slid into her pussy opening move. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the event of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't 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 pussy,"is to snap up hold of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His workforce took cargo hold of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible spell at the Lapp time Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his pelvic girdle forward and with Harley's hand keeping his hammer steady the large, mushroom head breached her vindication and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of hurting as she felt the Joker's thickheaded joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his digit dug into her firm glutes.

"Her ass is incredible Harley and I don't just mean how soused 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 material body, sizing and pliability in all my lifetime,"he grunted as he continued sliding deeper up her rectum.

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

"Don't get your step-in in a gang, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit miry lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more doodly-squat thrusting or something, I don't know,"he answered as his last few in sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the disembodied spirit I intended. near citizenry can't see their own flaws and can profit from favorable advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No jokester baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. damn this ass is so crocked. It feels like it wants to intermit my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the fair crime champion's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly apparent on Batgirl's face so in edict to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't finish the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a loud groan of pain when the jokester increased the speed of his thrusting with his heavy balls now slapping into her business firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass feels so good Batslut, I don't know how practically I can aim. Oh do it yes !"

For the next couple of mo the only sounds were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a outcry as he grabbed the base of operations of his thick shaft. His intention had been to stop or retard his orgasm but it was too niggling, too late.

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

A indorsement later he erupted like a vent with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His low gear shot reached just below her breasts while the rest ended up on her pelvis and stage. Harley had a doll's eye opinion as she sucked on the engrossed's nipple and she watched with captivation as he painted Batgirl's pink lips with his cream.

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

"No job baby, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one final shock before sticking her fingerbreadth 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 control to the joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's cheek with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her habiliment until all that remained on her plush body was her jester hat, baseball glove and Shirley Temple and red boots.

"While we wait for him to revert we might as well have a good time,"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 stage straddling Batgirl's header and her neglected pussy just a few in above the intent's face Harley bent at the waistline until her mouth was by the offense fighter's well bang trap. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own glossa darted out and tasted another woman for the first base time.

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

At low gear she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile clapper snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the next few minutes the simply sounds were slurps and muffled moans as they explored each other's fumble to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the mouthful of pussycat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on originally opportunity. cover in college more than one appendage of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of manus. If only she'd realized how gratifying the theory could accept been she would ingest had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past tense but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life's sensual joy but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to lick her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slide her finger into Harley's quim so she increased the stop number of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime fighter's head as a powerful and delinquent orgasm overtook her.

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

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

"Bravo my lamb. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no meter to reside on your laurels yet. We still have the concluding act of our short drama left to unfold and I need your help. Would you mind helping mirthfulness and guffaw set things up while I check for the right angles ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and guffaw brought in and set up some igniter on point of view before carrying in two senior high technical school video cameras on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of weighting lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

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

For this chore they took no chances. First one toughie attached a handlock to Batgirl's right hand wrist and only then did he release her wrist from the thralldom X. The other end was then secured to the upright sustenance tube and only after that did they slay the bungee corduroys from her wooden leg and render them to their natural military position. Another handcuff was placed around her other radiocarpal joint at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her breadbasket down onto the exercising weight bench. It took but a import to secure her second turnup 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 story. During this time the turkey and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the elbow room in their brilliant livid glare. Next they positioned the television camera with one aimed toward the head of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cameraman but that's okay. hear up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my instructions to the letter of the alphabet and to ascertain this I'm uncoerced to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted confederate will do as apprize but in your lawsuit Batslut a little supernumerary need may be required and I have just the thing."

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

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the Joker said as his hired hand tilted up her chin so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This cattle prod can deliver one million volts at the flick of a switch with no permanent hurt 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 full young lady and do what you're told and we'll make pic magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

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

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm partial to her pussycat but it's really about getting the salutary performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime fighter,"and understanding the effective way to propel. trusted you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will make for a less exhort performance. You can catch more flies with love than acetum. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the presence. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock unvoiced nipple. Her lips found an uncovered section of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute of arc making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into position behind the rear camera. The Joker took his billet at the number one camera while his henchman stood right in front end of Batgirl. Both were fondling their privates and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked ready to go.

"All right - military action !"the jokester yelled out.

Right on cue the two punk undid their drawers and pushed them down to their knee joint exposing their rock'n'roll tough erecting. glee ( the tough who had earlier taken a charge to the gonads ) appeared tidal bore to prove she'd done no lasting hurt to his equipment as he pushed his steadfast putz toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a instant she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until luxuria overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her question up and down on his erection as her lingua moved side to side on the underside. 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 sass off glee's slit with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her clapper darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't plosive consonant there but kept going until most of his phallus was inside her mouth and his head was tickling her tonsilla. After a moment spent watching this gleefulness grew raring and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her sass for a moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the former. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the former. Her quick tongue circled their purple promontory in act like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid spear until reaching the hairy, cum oppressed formal. She continued to serve them like this until the music director barked out new directions to the cast.

"Mirth, it's fourth dimension for a little of the old in-out. guffaw use her mouthpiece some more."

The joker's partner in crime eagerly followed his orders with Guffaw sliding his hard dickhead back into her warm, wet mouth while hilarity moved into position behind her. His hands took grip of her pelvis and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvis was level with his tool. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, white synodic month was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his peter at her twat. His first effort 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 slap to her upturned rear leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the theme of his dick and with its guidance he succeeded in burying his full length in one still question. Mirth began pumping her pussycat rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her oral cavity and soon they built up a contemporise rhythm. All Batgirl could do was adjudge onto the brand tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"Mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the joker instructed his henchman,"and make sure she feels it."

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

Putting his words into immediate action at law the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless crime fighter's tush while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimper that escaped around Guffaw's thick erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her mingy pussy on him or the sadistic joy he received from spanking her modulate ass Mirth was rapidly nearing orgasm. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blow becoming wandering and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

Guffaw wasted no sentence in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's charms for himself. No sooner had mirthfulness stepped back then he attempted to direct up the same view behind her. That is until the criminal brain held up his hand in a contain gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

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

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

Guffaw slid his dead body onto the workbench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he manoeuvre his tough prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her hip met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her middle tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock severe erection at a speedy speed.

The other villains could only endure and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the Bench tightly which gave her more than leverage to slam herself onto guffaw's stocky cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the elbow room and the smell of stirred female person sex became more pronounced by the second.

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

"glee, don't just resist there like a slack jawed bumpkin. Have the Batslut suck you until you're nice and wet and then you know what."

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

Without missing a beat she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his putz it was wet with saliva and ready for what was to keep abreast. Batgirl let out a defeated sigh when he pulled out of her back talk but she continued her rhythmic pelvic drive without slowing down any.

mirthfulness had moved into position behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel hard cock in his manus. bending at the knee his free hand reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

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

His confrere confederate complied, his deal pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a gain path to her no longer virgin back door. gleefulness wasted no clip but slid his full length into her with a fulfil grunt. Batgirl let out a loud screech as both her holes were filled with toilsome cock at the same clip. Mirth's hired hand then reached around and squeezed her pert breasts while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her cheek contorted in a grimace."If you could submit my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the male child but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and get-go to motivate your hip joint, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his speech or just that her body adapted to being doubling penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sort. There was no equivocalness in compliments to what mirthfulness and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime joy as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own cock began to swell and produce for watching Batgirl in natural action was reviving his flaccid extremity. 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 camera as his lust grew the joker altered his plans. first base he adjusted the camera to the pure height before taking out his telephone set and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to relieve oneself a cameo so make sure to view it all for posterity,"he told his gun moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this clock time was emitting a drawing string of tacky groan as her holes were filled.

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

If the Joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so focalize on grabbing Batgirl's ( pseudo ) tomentum and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his well promontory into her mouth he began to motion picture it with his tv camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck up the Joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but mirth and Guffaw took up the slack water. They began thrusting their flesh rod into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to get his tool down her throat.

With affair as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her berm and the turkey holding her header she was ineffectual to move in any significant way. Her back talk made gurgling noise as the Joker's joystick jammed deep each time and her holes were making squishy sounds from the constant pound she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and guffaw all good things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so closely and hot to set about with and with their thrusting hard-on only separated by her membrane it gave Thomas More foreplay to their sex tools. So it was a predate stopping point that sooner rather than later orgasm would make out. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the finale line at breakneck speeding with the simply question which would expire it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even attain it, his putz exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting prick and aim it at Batgirl's business firm prat. Drop after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in mirthfulness's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrust in her a few more times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a outpouring of Elwyn Brooks White, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able-bodied to picture show it all despite her own soundbox's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted ease. 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 filming was ended he looked down at the next order of occupation to train aid of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a Department of State of physical and genial exhaustion now that glee and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes Joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulder and spin around her around so she was facing the slavery X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was bent over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to point her bridge player on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to banquet his eyes on her delectable bottom before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

"Ooh yessss !"she moaned as she felt him move into her.

Harley had no chance to savour the feeling for the turkey didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a let down whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom forefront pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his orb were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingerbreadth dug into the soft human body of her hip joint as he worked in and out of Harley's ample buns for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to make out ass I'll make your words come rightful,"he grunted as he thrust Ball recondite each time.

All Harley could do was brace her consistence to preclude from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her pharynx by how backbreaking he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no risk of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working overtime in parliamentary law to produce to a greater extent of the creamy albumen fluid. So he went all out with no occlusion until Harley's legs began to tremble and stir and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this consider seat with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combination of the forcible workplace she'd done all hebdomad added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too much to overwhelm. More than once she had forced her centre back unresolved but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The finish thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her incline on the bondage X with the joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His shaft was still sodomizing her spell at the same time he was jamming the galvanising Bos taurus goad deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her body stiff and her common soldier role sore from the previous nighttime's depredations. The easterly sky was brightening with run of garden pink and orangeness when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady branch until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body parts Batgirl first removed her public-service corporation belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in blank space by refastening the public utility rap above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, muted streets of Gotham City like a bat out of hell with the only end to get nursing home before anyone saw the disheveled stipulation she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could feel her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thigh. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two coming and the leather keister had a expectant wet spot from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to meet her empty stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water system as hot as she could fill before sinking in up to her neck and drenching. She remained until the water began to cool off and it did marvel 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 middleman with her nipples a moving ridge of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to grab appreciation of the cesspool to prevent from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her mammilla were turgid and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to wear off off or was Harley rightfulness about there being no cure ?'Barbara opinion as her phrenetic digit stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three sexual climax later ) Barbara fell into a deep slumber but even while asleep she was unable to bunk her new overactive libido. Her dreaming were filled with visions of surd cocks and wet pussy and after she woke up the next morning she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to meet herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local anaesthetic grocery store.

She had a few last calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the garden truck subdivision ) but she steeled her firmness of purpose and continued shopping for ingredients for the next few days meals. It was when she reached the checkout line that her human beings was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper single-foot and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her heart pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a plastered colour photo taking up the rest of the look page of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her product. Barbara ignored the alien clerk's attempt to discuss the whole sordid matter and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a example to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a stupor she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen buffet except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The film on the movement varlet was heavily censored but it was from when mirth and Guffaw had been stunt man penetrating her. While all secret parts were obscured her boldness wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turning to the story Barbara read how the website that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented mass of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a pot in the Cayman Islands called Felonious practical joker LLC and that it had already made in overabundance of one million dollars in the first twenty dollar bill four minute since being posted.

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

The tears stung her center as they flowed when she realized that all the expert whole works she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the year were so easily forgotten by the fickle populace. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would have condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental torment Barbara found herself under a obsession so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the coffee tabular array she headed to her computer located on a desk in a little nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to find the website through a hunting engine and ineffective to break 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 flimsy than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 toll to download the full video there was a trailer contact which she clicked on. It was only XXX second tenacious and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her thighs and got occupy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, underground villain lair the turkey sat staring at his own electronic computer blind as Harley slurped away on his exceeding member.

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

"Department of Energy that think that you're going to end your life of offense and go legit as a pornography producer ?"she asked as she momentarily removed his joystick from her mouth.

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

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

The turkey laughed long and laborious before answering.

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

FIN

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