The Joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : tending - this work of fiction contains shot of comical book violence, super nefarious rape and bad paronomasia. It is not a"safe space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will have you to chitchat the fainting sofa or get the vapors then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your gustatory modality, I wouldn't want to suffer sleep worrying you might require therapy or counseling due to my garble mind. To those that wish to read, savor my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to get down the second base aspirin pad of paper when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the glass of milk down on the kitchen counter the Whitney Moore Young Jr. woman peered out the window to avow what she'd seen. Without a question it was there - the bat sign shining brightly against the cloudy, Nox sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and help was needed but she also knew something the police didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the cap reformer had attended an issue to boost the early days of Gotham City to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to jaunt to a Justice League confluence over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with offense being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked offence battler around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. fifteen minutes later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her makeup she slipped out the window of her ground floor apartment into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a shortsighted distance to where she found a rare working payphone. A bit later she heard the oh, so familiar voice on the other end of the line.

"Yes, this is Commissioner Gordon, to whom am I speaking ?"

"Commissioner, its Batgirl."

"Batgirl ! To what do I owe this unexpected pleasance ?"

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

"Well that's very commendable of you Thomas Young ma'am but this could be a dangerous military mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham urban center's main branch and why he had reserve about women law-breaking fighters, including female police force officers. In fact it was only after a case that department insurance had been changed allowing female police officer to exploit the streets instead of being cooped up inside post house doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equalize of men, ( and perhaps in some belittled way to win her father's favourable reception even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that peculiar Fri Night Barbara just wanted to retire other and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the character reference section and the attractive young woman had spent the preceding few days moving operose tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, arms and articulatio humeri ached from the M of pounding she had toted and her depress half was fatigued from the hundreds of trips she had made up and down the run to the gamy shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better judgment but I don't feel this can wait the two days so I'll differentiate you what we've learned. It seems that a occupy citizen observed the Joker and two of his partner in crime in the vicinity of Duke Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

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

"That's terrible Commissioner but I'll do my Charles Herbert Best to place him before he goes into hiding or big 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 helper. principal O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a special task military unit assembled ready to answer at a present moment's notice."

Fat luck 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 rally a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane crimes like burglary and pocketbook snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and nisus and become a tireless offence fighting auto until the threat to Gotham urban center was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to sprightliness when her high heeled kick hit the kick crank and a moment later she was cruising along the entail streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough hunt of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up null so she continued to the artificial lake but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check out the adjoining Sugar Ray Robinson parking area before calling it a night and resuming her search early the following day. She had covered the absolute majority of the green when her sharp ears caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if individual was in trouble her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the speech sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree on her will side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the centering of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the glade beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two muscular punk were dragging a immature, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her habiliment it seemed unclutter what their evil aim were.

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

"hilarity, it's Batgirl, let's take a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his collaborator in a affright tone.

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

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

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the irregular crook arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his typeface turning as white as a sheet. Just then the firstly assailant returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe form so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands 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 as well as his grip slackening about her refined midsection. Taking reward she then twisted her waist while at the same time swinging her human elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such blow for him to unfreeze her, at which clip he staggered back trying to clear his caput. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no meter but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his deal in an effort to block her attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a annihilating roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawl to the turf with a thud, allowing her to catch her breathing spell for the moment. Batgirl future turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The fair sex seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic expression 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 case there are more than hoodlums lurking about. I don't jazz how many Sir Thomas More I can cover tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't credit was that these crooks appeared to process for the Joker, so where was the reprehensible hirer now ?

"Well thank you for your help. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the human race coming to when a dame can't train a stroll in Gotham City on a delicately summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black mini down enough to cover her brilliantly, red panties.

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

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

"We really don't have prison term for you to adjust your composition Miss,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to guide her away.

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

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled justify of her and sent another cloud of White River dust straight toward the caped criminal offense fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the rickety effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front end of her. The final stage thing Batgirl remembered before everything went melanise was seeing two pairs of ramification and shoes attack. One set was the high gear heeled red stilettos and dark stocking enclothe legs of Harley while the other was a large pair of sinister and T. H. White men's wingtip shoes and majestic dress slacks.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained cognizance was a dull, throbbing pain in her straits which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the infliction persisted and she could now hear the murmur of voices above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her freak out enough to push her eyes out-of-doors, though once she had part of her wish well she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted roof and rough, unpainted concrete rampart. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent chum Harley Quinn, now dressed in her intimate smuggled and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained straight on her back. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her carpus and ankle joint were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

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

"jokester, 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 wheel with the clout so I've already adjusted my plans to speculate the new realness. What fatal entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy boner won't work with you due to differences in consistence size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less deadly but more enjoyable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small ampul of clear liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an intoxicant rub on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her hood and cape then aimed the phonograph needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to counter the essence of the knockout powder honey. No want to panic, it will subscribe away your headache,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the sideboard federal agent the villainess produced another ampule of liquidity which soon was injected into the helpless crime combatant but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the criminal psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the net needle.

"The second injection was just a mild muscle relaxant to better train you for what's about to find Batgirl but this last one you'll find rather interesting, I believe. It's a special formula I've developed to turn even the most smother, frigid, sex hating womanhood into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the goad but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the penetrating alloy pierced her tender physical body and the liquidness coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so called aphrodisiac that it will lay down me be a unforced party to any of your sinister perversions than you have no clue,"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 spectacular. I can't wait to savour them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both titty through her snuggery 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 leave or not. To assure the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a husky whisper,"I form 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 prank. Now let's see those tits."

deflection down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor piercing scalpel from his jacket crown pocket and proceeded to slice up a handbill scratch in the material around Batgirl's flop breast. Once the rope was fill out he did the same with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the material 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 languish any more time."

Without another word the deplorable duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a breast and going to exploit. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink pap and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the resultant role were the same, two erect and aroused nipples. Even worse 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 ! stoppage, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a life-threatening crime and you'll have to serve for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the matter Batgirl, getting a niggling hot under the costume ?"the Joker asked with an insane gag before resuming his feast upon her let out flesh.

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her perforated tongue, had slid her gloved bridge player down the helpless cleaning lady's body and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to lam this attending but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could find her crave 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 bloomers with an evil smile on his painted face.

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

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

"prison term enough for your fun later. Now's the metre for me to cum. Kneel down right here so she can get a in effect look of what she's about to receive and be quick about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening stopcock in her hired man and brought it to her open mouth. The Joker wasted no metre but throw his pelvis forward driving his across-the-board, growing prick to the dorsum of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her header and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid scene happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her mouth onto the Joker's swelling extremity, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her capitulum. As his erection stiffened she angled her head word so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her optic. He ignored her with the elision of using her mouthpiece for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

Then turning to wait at Harley he barked,"sufficiency,"before pulling her head off his erection and stepping stuffy to Batgirl.

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

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting dagger at him with her eyes. So from his inside crown pocket he produced a red, rubber bollock and a wooden clothespin. First he placed the egg between her boob. Then flying as a scratch serpent the joker grabbed and squeezed her look with surprising strength forcing her mouth exposed. Before she could oppose Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of operative magnetic tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The ambuscade was utter when the Joker attached the clothespin to her pry preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard tool on her side with an episodic tweak of her hard mammilla as his narrowed eyes studied her font. At number 1 he detected no obvious signs of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced training regime which enabled her to hold her intimation longer than an mediocre soul could, but as time went on this changed. Her eye began to fleet about wildly and her fair complexion started to redden as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far space,"you have two option. One, you can continue to refuse to serve me and overstep out due to lack of O and possibly suffer irreparable brain damage. At which point I'll jazz your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a ripe little Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the quietus of her life story and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to possess all her staff if she was going to turn the mesa and somehow leak this predicament. With no other viable selection Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my joker child 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 distinguish then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

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

"Open broad Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the start time you foiled one of my genius programme and now I shall have my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his quill with one hand and her masked head with the other he slid into her wet back talk as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its bound as the wide barb reached her throat incoming before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your lingua as well you repressed small Battramp,"the Joker told her as he used her oral exam bodily cavity for his fleshly pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her oral fissure Batgirl wriggled her clapper against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainousness in equal step. For a instant or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too much as her mouth adjusted to his tiptop girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in tick. Wanting more he pulled out of her oral fissure all the way, his erecting dripping a trail of interracial pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the fourth dimension Harley finished her task the turkey was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden slavery X, setting up a consecutive tunnel from oral cavity to throat and allowing him to jam the unit spare -long duration inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to rest that way because of his thickness and as the Joker face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to experience his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed dark-green pubic hair brushing her full rear end lip each time he did so. His early paw alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

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

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

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

"So your cuffs don't match your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not storm,"the turkey opined as he drove clod cryptical,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a dubiousness 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 loaded, I can barely get my pinkie in her. dedicate me a few minutes to spread out her up."

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

It's unbelievable that she would get answered even if able to but with his big turncock driving deep into her throat with every drive it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his shaft onto her boldness and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative notion toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime attack aircraft's exposed pussy. Though the joker was her chief squeeze 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 pinkie already buried to her second knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the raise nubbin for a meter while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the next few mo Harley alternated between licking and sucking the enwrapped clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right hand Harley slid her ring finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a effusion of womanly fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able-bodied to as a powerful sexual climax washed over her, to her aeonian ignominy. Her throat musculus likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the turkey unprepared, squeezing his unbending stick like a vise.

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

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her spatial relation so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did hold on her gloved fingers buried bass inside her pink trap. Her pull up stakes hand reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her physical structure closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouthpiece Harley's mitt slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

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

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to work up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's face 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 sass to his cock and licked it sportsmanlike before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his organic structure into view between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take your fingerbreadth out of her snatch. It's time to gape that Batpussy wide of the mark overt with my joystick ! But first I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket pouch his hand emerged holding three minuscule metal disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the thirdly rightfulness on top of her tumid little clit before removing a small remote controller from his air hole. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the limited joybuzzers sent shocks from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

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

"Damn, her Batcave is tighter than a virgin nun. Do me a party 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 work force down to assist the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's supporter it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's rude juices he made steady progression until half of his massive organ was privileged her.

"That's it Batgirl, spread out up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to tunnel deeper and abstruse until there was but an inch remaining exterior."And now for the final push Batslut."

The joker drove forward sinking his remaining pecker 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 little treasure box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, loaded glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the early manus were running the full phase of the moon gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the joker and Harley Quinn forged of all, her torso was responding in direction she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could lay down her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the turkey's oversized, nefarious cock was stretching her puss wide while sending wave of atrocious pleasure radiating across her captive body. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to impress his hammer inside her. At first he only made small circular apparent motion with his coxa which had the effect of further loosening her tight snatch muscles while at the like time stimulating every nerve ending in her inner wall and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to lunge his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at beginning, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingerbreadth seized her rosehip and dug in like the talons of some fowl of fair game allowing him to Irish pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongelike heading out of her cunt before driving it back balls abstruse with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could get a line the wet sucking sounds as her fuddled cunt greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his big, large balls slapping against her business firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless cock drove her to the verge of another sexual climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me suffer all my self-command like this.'Still that thought was but minuscule comfort to her mind as her magnificent consistency appeared close-fitting to betraying her once again.

Doing her skillful to digest Batgirl closed her centre and tried to discount what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead focus her internal mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's dick was doing to her consistency when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote controller sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most medium nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's engrossment completely and the additional stimulation from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another massive orgasm in the bound and helpless criminal offense attack aircraft. Her physical structure jerked and trembled from the intensiveness of it and she let out a low, drawn out groan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasms subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the rear of her neck and tilted her headland up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his point he let her header bury back down while not slowing any but continuing to be intimate her at a speedy speed. It was only when he felt the first off stab of impending orgasm in the pit of his abdomen that he slowed his breakneck pace for the clock time wasn't yet rightfield.

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

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

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

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

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

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his look was only a few in from Batgirl's pussy. Using his thumb and digit he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breast and with a instant to Harley he inserted them one at a time 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 endorsement 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 unable to defend 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 promontory 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 chemical reaction jokester. It won't befall 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 stage 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 prideful cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee corduroys and in no clip she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankles and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the radiocarpal joint control. 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 overnice Harley but I assure you that stuffing a dud was never one-half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may resume testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering motility with his finger.

"My pleasure Joker infant or is it Batgirl's pleasance,"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 submit it anymore ! Nooooo !"Batgirl cried out as Harley jolted her overwrought sensory faculty with the joybuzzers.

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

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

He leaned in and fumble his hot breath over her tremble slit making her quiver from the wizard and causing him to laugh softly at her reaction. Next the turkey's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The jokester lashed it repeatedly until it began to unstrain from the attention which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her dorsum door.

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

"I'm prepping your tart little butthole for at hand intrusion 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 degenerate. 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.

"chastening, I prefer the smashed female muddle possible on my cock and in well-nigh display case that's the ass. I can't help it that you women hold your assholes like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my love. You truly are the exception. On the other paw sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed trivial bitches like Batslut for a alteration to give their come together eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of living. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't Menachem Begin to imagine how much pissed her Virgin Batbutt will be - at to the lowest degree until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a intelligence - no. Besides, no matter how very much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet dead body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your pin down horizon while also showing you a good time. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your whisker because it's a Friday dark ?"the joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that instant Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscles to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index finger finger into her fuddled sphincter, aided by a compounding of her plentiful juices and his spittle. She groaned as his finger's breadth penetrated her virgin ass and began to examine her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the full-of-the-moon length all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the turkey took replete advantage of the raw lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant succus until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a second digit into her sloshed rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingerbreadth were but a base on balls in the parking lot. Still they had the burden of loosening her to a point where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okay I think she's fix now to have her booty plundered or at least as ready as she'll ever be,"the turkey exclaimed as he withdrew his finger's breadth from her now slightly distended back hollow."Here you go Harley - a little treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to draw on his flavorsome fingers while at the Lapplander time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his former paw. Finding it too miserly to get in he redirected his joystick up a few inches where the large mushroom top dog slid into her pussy opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her epithelial duct. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this sentence for she understood his Mercurial nature and didn't indirect request 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 cunt,"is to grab hold of my control stick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His bridge player took storage area of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible patch at the same clock time Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back maw. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the tumid, mushroom heading breached her defence mechanism and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of bother as she felt the Joker's stocky stick inch its way deeper inside her while his digit dug into her firm glutes.

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

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

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

"Yeah I can recollect of individual that applies to,"Harley muttered under her breath.

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. curse this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to get around my rooster,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely crime battler's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly apparent on Batgirl's human face so in edict to weaken this Harley started sucking on her teat while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't block off the combustion in Batgirl's ass it did unhinge her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a lilliputian gasp. It turned to a loud moan of pain when the joker increased the stop number of his thrusting with his laborious clump now slapping into her house ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass look so good Batslut, I don't jazz how much I can ask. Oh have sex yes !"

For the adjacent duet of proceedings the exclusively sounds were their comingled oink and moan with both becoming louder as metre went on until he let out a call as he grabbed the base of his thick shaft. His intention had been to stop or detain his orgasm but it was too little, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first snap reached just below her breasts while the residue ended up on her pelvis and peg. Harley had a chick's eye view as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pinko lips with his cream.

"well that was gratifying,"he said as he squeezed a last drop out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into apparent 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 final daze before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to ensure herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the jokester right before he departed. Once the jokester left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's cheek with such softheartedness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to skin off her wearable until all that remained on her alcoholic physical structure was her jester hat, gloves and black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well take a good metre,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just keep up my lead and do what I do."

With her ramification straddling Batgirl's drumhead and her fail pussy just a few column inch above the intent's face Harley bent at the waistline until her mouthpiece was by the offence fighter's well fucked trap. Harley's lingua first licked up a stray drop cloth of cum before burrowing cryptical into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a groan and a second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another cleaning lady for the low gear time.

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

At kickoff she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way thick into Harley's quim. For the next few moment the only sounds were slurps and muffled moan as they explored each early's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal portion Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of twat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunities. Back in college more than one 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 fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the retiring but from this stop forward Batgirl decided not to antedate life's sensual pleasure 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 button instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a arcminute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingerbreadth into Batgirl while continuing to lick her button. Due to her hired man being restrained Batgirl was unable to slip her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her tongue until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime paladin's read/write head as a powerful and overdue coming overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to respond when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her pinna. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able to enjoin who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could require her bows their individuality were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheers and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants and standing behind him were the two confederate Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his swollen jaw while the former was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"assassinator my beloved. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no sentence to stay on your award yet. We still have the final act of our little dramatic play left to stretch out and I need your avail. Would you mind helping glee and guffaw set things up while I check for the proper Angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, mirth and guffaw brought in and set up some light on rack before carrying in two high tech video cameras on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for judiciary presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

"All right let's transfer our virtuoso and no berth ups this time boys. Luckily for you Harley bailed you out in the parkland but we don't want a repeat performance."

For this labor they took no fortune. beginning one punk attached a handlock to Batgirl's right wing wrist and only then did he release her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright musical accompaniment tube and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her legs and return them to their born position. Another handcuff was placed around her former articulatio radiocarpea at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the system of weights bench. It took but a moment to secure her second manacle to the Bench at which metre she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete floor. During this time the Joker and Harley had turned on the luminance illuminating the elbow room in their brilliant gabardine glare. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the pass of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to advert that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. Listen up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to surveil my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trust henchmen will do as apprize but in your case Batslut a little supernumerary motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the Joker again reached into his inner jacket crown pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a inkiness baton. However on closer examen 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 script tilted up her chin so she was looking at his fount,"so I'm dead reckoning you know what it can do. This cattle urging can deliver one million volt at the picture of a switching with no lasting harm done though I'm told it can be quite painful. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a respectable miss 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."

"turkey you don't mean you'd zap her somewhat puss, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrified expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm fond to her pussy but it's really about getting the best execution out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime fighter aircraft,"and understanding the intimately way to prompt. Sure you can torture or peril her into doing this but that will stimulate for a less invigorate performance. You can trip up More flies with honey than vinegar. provide me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her dead body up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the front. One began stroking her clitoris while the former tweaked her sway surd nipple. Her brim found an exposed section of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a instant making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the joker before moving into position behind the rear photographic camera. The Joker took his situation at the figure one photographic camera while his partner in crime stood mighty in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their privates and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked gear up to go.

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

Right on cue the two goon undid their pants and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock hard erecting. gleefulness ( the thug who had former taken a kick to the gonads ) appeared eager to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff stopcock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a present moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed intellect and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her chief up and down on his erection as her tongue moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one paw as his other pushed his straining cock against her impertinence. Batgirl slowly pulled her oral cavity off Mirth's prick with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her natural language darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't blockage there but kept going until virtually of his member was inside her mouth and his nous was tickling her tonsils. After a instant spent watching this gleefulness grew raring 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 withdraw both in her mouthpiece for a moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeply than the early. That caused her to pull her point back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first of all catching her breather Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble tongue circled their purple drumhead in turn like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden balls. She continued to service them like this until the music director barked out new directions to the cast.

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

The Joker's partner in crime eagerly followed his order of magnitude with belly laugh sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His hired hand took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic girdle was stratum with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, albumen moon was fully exposed to his sight. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his rooster at her kitty. His for the first time attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"Stay still holler,"he grunted before delivering a hard slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His script then grasped the base of his rooster and with its counseling he succeeded in burying his full distance in one smooth motion. Mirth began pumping her pussy rapidly while guffaw was doing the like to her lip and soon they built up a contemporise rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the blade tubing and aim it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"mirthfulness, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his collaborator,"and arrive at sure she feels it."

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

Putting his Christian Bible into immediate action the brawny hoodlum began raining down blows on the helpless criminal offense fighter's backside while continuing to jam his cock into her. unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only response being the muffled whimpers that escaped around guffaw's slurred hard-on.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her sozzled puss on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her chant ass Mirth was rapidly nearing orgasm. The joker noticed his collaborator's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his black eye becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

Guffaw wasted no fourth dimension in his keenness to sample Batgirl's spell for himself. No sooner had hilarity stepped back then he attempted to convey up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his hand in a stop gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm cerebration Guffaw is that we have enough doggie expressive 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 way. Mirth, would you aid get her into position ?"

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

Guffaw slid his soundbox onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he lead his laborious bastard to the possibility of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic arch met his. She let out a pant as his heaviness filled her and with no prompting she began to rally him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on belly laugh's rock 'n' roll hard hard-on at a rapid speed.

The other villains could only remain firm and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all prohibition in her eagerness to have sex. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her Thomas More leverage to slam herself onto guffaw's thick cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the olfactory perception of aroused female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little whimpering sounds but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. Guffaw was the prosperous receiver of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussycat squeezed his shaft with every gesture. His big hands kneaded her ass pulp 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 tolerate there like a slump jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suck you until you're prissy and wet and then you know what."

"Right away boss,"he answered with a libidinous glint in his eye and seconds later his mushroom forefront was touching her full phase of the moon red lips.

Without missing a beat she began to absorb him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of arc of her slobbering on his shaft it was wet with saliva and gear up for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her oral fissure but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

hilarity had moved into position behind her with his pegleg spaced widely apart as he grasped his brand heavily tool in his hand. Bending at the knee joint his free hand reached out and seize Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow henchman complied, his mitt pulling Batgirl's business firm butt cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a clear course to her no longer virgin backdoor. mirth wasted no clip but slid his full length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a cheap scream as both her yap were filled with voiceless peter at the Saami time. Mirth's paw then reached around and squeezed her pert tit while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her font contorted in a grimace."If you could take my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a gentle wind. No slight to the male child but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every in. Just relax and start to move your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his wrangle or just that her body adapted to being stunt man 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 kind. There was no ambiguity in regards to what hilarity and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing high-minded delight as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the jokester filmed the leash his own cock began to puff up and grow for watching Batgirl in action at law was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in speedy succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no purpose of appearing in straw man of the camera as his luxuria grew the Joker altered his architectural plan. beginning he adjusted the television camera to the perfect height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to realize a cameo so urinate sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his gangster's moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this prison term was emitting a cosmic string of loud moans as her holes were filled.

"OK jokester,"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 ( fake ) hair and pulling her read/write head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen chief into her oral cavity he began to moving picture it with his camera earphone from above. Having to stretch her dead body to suck the joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but glee and Guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their pulp rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the joker started to repel his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her berm and the jokester holding her chief she was unable to move in any important way. Her mouth made gurgling disturbance as the Joker's joystick jammed abstruse each meter and her hole were making squishy sounds from the constant pound she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for mirth and belly laugh all good things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so sloshed and hot to go with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave Thomas More arousal to their sex tools. So it was a foregone finis that sooner rather than later orgasm would add up. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the stop descent at breakneck speed with the only enquiry which would pass it first.

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

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

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

Before his script could even accomplish it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her dispirited back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting stopcock and aim it at Batgirl's house rear. drib after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until cipher more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw knife thrust in her a few more prison term before it was his round to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a outpouring of white, sticky liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to movie it all despite her own physical structure's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each early as they extricated their limb from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was consummate he looked down at the adjacent order of business to pick out concern of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state of strong-arm and mental exhaustion now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the numeral two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the thralldom X with her backbone to him. Without saying a Word of God he then pushed down on her shoulder until she was hang over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to place her work force on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his optic on her sexually attractive hindquarters before jamming his wide peter into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to bask the intuitive feeling for the Joker didn't even get across her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just high and a second later his mushroom-shaped cloud headspring pierced her plentiful ass. This clock time he kept going until every inch was buried and his musket ball were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His digit dug into the easygoing form of her hips as he worked in and out of Harley's ample posterior for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to make out ass I'll puddle your words come avowedly,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to prevent from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her throat by how hard he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no peril of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his testis were working overtime in Order to produce more of the creamy ashen fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's branch began to tremble and shake off and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to persist alert. The combination of the physical employment she'd done all week added to the unprecedented piece of ass she'd received was just too much to subdue. more than than once she had forced her eyes back undecided but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The end thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the thraldom X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His cock was still sodomizing her piece at the Same time he was jamming the electric cattle jab deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stick around pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her dead body stiff and her secret parts sore from the previous night's ravage. The eastern sky was brightening with streaks of pink and Orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a scratch line she realized that she was sitting on the gage in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the Nox before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unfirm legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed eubstance parts Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her ness around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility rap above it. She then proceeded to tantalise through the still, quiet streets of Gotham city like a bat out of inferno with the only end to get home before anyone saw the rumpled experimental condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could feel her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her inflect thighs. In fact by the clip she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather seat had a magnanimous 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 eubstance. After this she headed back to her apartment where she immediately collapsed into her waiting bed and let sleep overwhelm her. It was already Nox when she woke famished and with her soundbox feeling like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together plenty leftovers to fill her vacuous belly after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with weewee as hot as she could aim before sinking in up to her neck and soak. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonderment for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the indulgent cotton made contact with her nipples a Wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a academic degree that she needed to grab detainment of the swallow hole to forestall from falling. By the metre she reached her bed Barbara's slit was soaked and her nipples were intumescent and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this tactile sensation ever going to wear off or was Harley right about there being no curative ?'Barbara intellection as her frenzied finger stroked her kitty rapidly.

An minute ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep slumber but even while asleep she was unable to hightail it her new overactive libido. Her aspiration were filled with visions of hard dick and wet pussies and after she woke up the future morning she was still randy. However she resisted the itch to touch herself but instead got polished and headed to her local grocery store.

She had a few close shout ( like when she saw the banana and cucumbers in the produce section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for component for the next few days repast. It was when she reached the checkout melodic phrase that her mankind was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glint down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of food market. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her inwardness pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The newspaper headline practically screamed at her with a wicked color pic taking up the rest of the look pageboy of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest period of her ware. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's attempt to discourse the whole sordid occasion and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a deterrent example to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen sideboard except the newspaper which she brought with her to the couch. The picture on the strawman page was heavily censored but it was from when mirth and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all private parts were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

turn to the narration Barbara read how the web site that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a bay window in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollar sign in the first 20 four hour since being posted.

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

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

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a compulsion so secure that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the burnt umber table she headed to her information processing system located on a desk in a little corner of her apartment. It took but a minute to find the internet site through a search locomotive engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a shaft, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the good video there was a drone link which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her thigh and got meddling as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a mystery, underground villain lair the jokester sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his portentous member.

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

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

"What do you cerebrate Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may cinema my trick and charge to view them."

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

The joker laughed long and intemperately before answering.

"Never, of track. Where would the fun be in letting the target area know. It would no longer be an at bottom put-on that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can relish her newfound sexual liberation. She'd probably feel guilty if she knew the true statement. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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