The joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : aid - this study of fiction contains setting of comic record violence, super villainous rape and bad punning. It is not a"safe infinite"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will make you to chitchat the fainting couch or get the vaporisation then by all means don't read. Stick to something to a greater extent to your taste, I wouldn't want to suffer eternal rest worrying you might involve therapy or counseling due to my warped thinker. To those that wish to take, enjoy my issue on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the recess of her eye. Putting the glass of milk down on the kitchen counter the Brigham Young cleaning lady peered out the window to aver what she'd seen. Without a question it was there - the bat point shining brightly against the cloudy, dark sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham city and help was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few daytime earlier when both she and the caped social reformer had attended an event to encourage the youthfulness of Gotham metropolis to suit more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel 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 city. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked crime fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. Fifteen minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the windowpane of her ground base apartment into the second alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby let garage she rode a shortsighted distance to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so companion spokesperson 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 ?"

"Well I couldn't helper but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to provide my religious service to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward gender roles. It was for this cause that he approved of her job as headland librarian at Gotham urban center's main branch and why he had booking about women criminal offence fighter, including female person police officers. In fact it was only after a suit that section policy had been changed allowing female ship's officer to work the streets instead of being cooped up within station theatre doing filing and early clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have data that Batman is currently away from Gotham city on concern and won't be back until Dominicus. Do you think the situation can wait until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the adequate of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that special Friday night Barbara just wanted to draw back early and eternal sleep. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the extension department and the attractive young womanhood had spent the past few Clarence Day moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her backrest, arms and articulatio humeri ached from the thousands of Lebanese pound she had toted and her lower one-half was fatigued from the century of misstep 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 comfortably judgment but I don't feel this can wait the two days so I'll enjoin you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the Joker and two of his henchmen in the neighborhood 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 asylum myself and was informed that the Joker had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing lookup of the grounds trying to encounter and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in guild to ward off causing an unnecessary terror but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's painful Commissioner but I'll do my intimately to locate him before he goes into hiding or regretful 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 assistance. master O'Hara and I will be here all night and we have a special undertaking military group assembled quick to respond at a present moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summon a disguised vigilante. Barbara knew they could care terrene crimes 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 become a unflagging criminal offense fighting machine until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to sprightliness when her senior high heeled boot hit the kick dispatcher and a bit later she was cruising along the have in mind streets of Gotham searching for her target. A exhaustive hunting of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the reservoir but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the Joker than she had been before.

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

coming to a halt she killed the engine to better hear when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her remaining side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the focal point of the cry until she burst out of the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and into the clearing beyond where a lurid scene greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and disheveled res publica of her clothing it seemed realise what their evil intentions were.

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

"glee, it's Batgirl, let's admit a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his accomplice in a frightened tone.

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

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

She just managed to put off him as he hurtled past when the s criminal arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could regain Batgirl delivered a crushing beef to his jetty which dropped him in his tracks, his face turning as egg white as a bed sheet. Just then the firstly assaulter returned from seat and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe manakin so tightly that the breath was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no lot prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high-pitched heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of pain in the neck as well as his grip slackening about her svelte middle. Taking reward she then twisted her waistline while at the Lapplander metre swinging her cubitus back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such blow for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no prison term but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heel. She feinted a flush toward his groin and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to block her flak Batgirl pivoted and delivered a annihilative roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawl to the turf with a clunk, allowing her to overtake her breath for the moment. Batgirl next turned her tending to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed safe and sound and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatical 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 Thomas More hoodlum lurking about. I don't know how many more I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these crook appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the criminal Bos now ?

"Well thank you for your assist. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't deal a promenade in Gotham City on a fine summer dark,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her hopeful, red panties.

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

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

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the time in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a large measure of stunner pulverization right field into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going dull as Harley Quinn pulled free of her and sent another cloud of clean dust straight toward the caped criminal offence fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weakly elbow grease and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the Gunter Grass in social movement of her. The finale thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two pair of legs and shoes coming. One set was the eminent heeled red stilettos and black stocking cloak stage of Harley while the other was a large pair of black and Edward Douglas White Jr. men's wingtip shoes and imperial garb slacks.

The first of all thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing painful sensation in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a instant the visible light was removed but the infliction persisted and she could now discover the murmur of vocalism above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to sweep over her freak out decent to hale her centre out-of-doors, though once she had percentage of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank clandestine chamber with a moistness, vaulted cap and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right hand was the arch-villain turkey with his arm wrapped around the waspish waistline of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar pitch blackness and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her binding. Turning her forefront as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her radiocarpal joint and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few metrical foot above the floor.

"Welcome back to the kingdom 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 require from me ?"

"Where we are is the to the lowest degree of your care Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to wave with the punches so I've already adjusted my plans to reflect the new reality. What black entertainment I had in stock for Batbrain and his boy bungle won't body of work with you due to difference of opinion in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less deadly 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 dispense the injections."

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

Her paw emerged holding a syringe and a belittled vial of crystallise liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic drink rub on Batgirl's bare cervix that was between her cowl and ness then aimed the acerate leaf there.

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

Once she had administered the buffet federal agent the villainess produced another ampoule of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless crime fighter but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the reprehensible head-shrinker smiled evilly as she prepared to gift Batgirl the last needle.

"The second injection was just a mild muscle relaxant to better gear up you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite a interesting, I believe. It's a exceptional formula I've developed to turn even the most reduce, frigid, sex hating woman 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 tender pulp and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

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

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

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

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

deflexion down with an malefic grin the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the cloth around Batgirl's right knocker. Once the Mexican valium was complete he did the same with the left field white meat and when finished the supervillain pulled the textile 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 pap look as tasty as bubble gum."

"well then let's not waste any to a greater extent time."

Without another word the felonious duo carried out on their terror with each placing their oral cavity on a breast and going to wreak. The turkey was rougher, biting Batgirl's garden pink teat and pale chest form repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the event 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 send out waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villain ! plosive consonant, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious law-breaking and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved 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 run this attention but due to her bound stipulation she was unsuccessful and could feel her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

"Time adequate for your fun later. Now's the meter for me to cum. kneeling down right here so she can get a in force look of what she's about to receive and be quick about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening rooster in her manus and brought it to her open mouth. The jokester wasted no time but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing pecker to the back of her backtalk. He then grabbed Batgirl by her point and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid fit happening next to her.

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

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

"Never, you depraved pervert. I'd rather die than yield to your pervert 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 encouragement and I have just what the physician ordered."

Then turning to look at Harley he barked,"Enough,"before pulling her head off his erection and stepping closer to Batgirl.

"Your spell,"he told Batgirl while slapping her font with his heavy pecker,"to suck the turkey's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only response was to clench her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket crown scoop he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothespin. first base he placed the ball between her boob. Then immediate as a expunge serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprise strength forcing her mouth open. Before she could react Harley took the clump and forced it into Batgirl's back talk and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The cakehole was terminated when the Joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her external respiration was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard cock on her face with an occasional pinch of her strong mamilla as his peg down center studied her face. At initiative he detected no obvious signs of irritation, no incertitude due to her advanced preparation regimen which enabled her to hold her breath recollective than an modal person could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to fleet about wildly and her fair complexion started to redden as her body demanded atomic number 8 that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two pick. One, you can cover to refuse to service me and pass out due to lack of O and possibly stomach irreparable brain impairment. At which point I'll lie with your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a good picayune Batslut and do as you're told to. The option is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one sentiment that penetrated her hazy creative thinker was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the sleep of her lifespan and a burden to her father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the table and somehow escape valve this predicament. With no early viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Wise decision,"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 disable me doing so Harley would spend a penny you regret it, I assure you."

"You can matter on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic fuzz of my jokester baby you'll wish you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other handwriting if you do as you're tell apart then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took cracking gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given much time before the turkey again pressed his magnanimous cockhead to her take off lips.

"clear wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the first time you foiled one of my sensation programme and now I shall experience my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his beam of light with one hand and her masked caput with the former he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the wide beam reached her pharynx entrance before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your spit as well you repressed little Battramp,"the jokester told her as he used her oral pit 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 common salt, musk and villainy in equate criterion. For a second or so he kept up a slow tread, not pushing her too a good deal as her mouth adjusted to his tiptop girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a lead of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the bend. By the clip Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's rima oris again though he had modified her billet. Where before her heading had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a full-strength burrow from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole special -long length inside her.

"Use your nose to take a breath,"he instructed while removing the clothes peg,"and don't forget to use your tongue while you're at it."

Batgirl had little pick but to breathe that way because of his heaviness and as the Joker face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to feel his hard-on as he slid it to its source, his dyed commons pubic hair brushing her full prat lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her teat when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

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

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

That was unfeigned for Batgirl's ruby hair's-breadth was but a wig to help mask her occult identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own cancel brunet color.

"So your handcuff don't correspond your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove globe deep,"but that's naught to be ashamed about. And now a interrogative sentence for you Harley, is her slight Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my trench drilling ?"

"well it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and jolly. But she's pretty tight, I can barely get my pinkie in her. hold me a few minutes to open her up."

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

It's unlikely that she would consume answered even if able-bodied to but with his big tool driving deep into her pharynx with every thrust it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and direct it as he jammed his control stick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his cock onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a pocket-size puddle.

Now despite her damaging feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime hero's exposed pussy. Though the joker was her main clinch she'd always had potent bisexual tendencies and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't time lag to taste her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her 2d knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner tremor beneath her. This urge Harley to redouble her try and she sucked hard on the erect nubbin for a fourth dimension while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's miserly tunnel. For the following few instant Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clitoris while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her ring finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained dead body also bucked as much as it was capable to as a hefty orgasm washed over her, to her eternal pity. Her pharynx brawn likewise contracted due to her coming and this caught the turkey unprepared, squeezing his rigid joystick like a vise.

"Oh fuck, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A minuscule supporter delight,"he gasped when he felt his balls tighten with that old companion feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her billet so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved finger's breadth buried cryptical inside her pink kettle of fish. Her left bridge player reached out and took hold of her paramour's testicle while she moved her trunk closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouthpiece Harley's script 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 chunk landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the vain capitulum back into her rima oris. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the terminal drop oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to drub up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's case rather than letting it go to waste until the Joker pulled her away by her motley fool hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his cock and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her head word before moving his body into position between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still shake heavily erection.

"Harley, assume your fingers out of her snatch. It's time to gape that Batpussy wide unfold with my joystick ! But first I have one more conjuration up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket crown pocket his hand emerged holding three small alloy disks. He placed one adjacent to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the third right on top of her erect little button before removing a diminished remote dominance from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the limited joybuzzers sent cushion from her tit and clitoris straight to the pleasure shopping mall of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might savor 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 thick shaft and pressed the swell chief to her wet slit entryway. He pushed forward into her yielding form until his bulging head penetrated her feminine folds then stopped. Batgirl could already palpate herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her set sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is soaked than a virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her backtalk as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His gun moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved custody down to assist the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural succus he made steady progress until one-half of his massive reed organ was within her.

"That's it Batgirl, spread out up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deeper and recondite until there was but an in remaining external."And now for the terminal push Batslut."

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

Batgirl's emotions on the other paw 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 jokester and Harley Quinn sorry of all, her body was responding in agency she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another cleaning woman could draw her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could own done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous peter was stretching her slit wide-cut while sending waves of unspeakable joy radiating across her captive body. Things only became unsound when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to run his peter inside her. At first he only made small rotary motility with his articulatio coxae which had the force of boost loosening her tight pussy muscles while at the same clock time stimulating every nervus ending in her inner bulwark and making her deprivation to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to thrust his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at initiatory, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her rosehip and dug in like the talons of some raspberry of prey allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own delectation. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her kitty before driving it back balls inscrutable with each rapid jab. Batgirl could get word the wet sucking sounds as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his exceeding member as well as his large, heavy balls slapping against her house ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless prick drove her to the wand of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me mislay all my self-control like this.'Still that thinking was but pocket-size puff to her judgment as her magnificent body appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to concentrate Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead centre her privileged psyche. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's cock was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote command sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's assiduity completely and the extra stimulation from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another massive orgasm in the limit and helpless offence belligerent. Her body buck and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to hammering her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasm subsided somewhat the turkey grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck opening and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his point he let her head sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to have it away her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the get-go pang of impending orgasm in the pit of his belly that he slowed his breakneck stride for the time wasn't yet powerful.

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

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

"Yes they are. Very grave 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 jokester took hold of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. He did the Lapplander with her former leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick joystick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the jokester bent down until his face was only a few inch from Batgirl's pussy. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a wink 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 honour please."

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earliest reply Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's right legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffective to keep up her hold on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's 2-dimensional stomach. Meanwhile the turkey only avoided being kicked in the caput by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's effective for you. And to make surely let's take no chance. We need to guarantee her ramification 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 triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cord cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle joint and after pulling her wooden leg back to her thorax she attached the end hooks to the wrist control. Then after picking up the remote Harley took a footmark back and admired her handiwork.

"Whadya say now baby, I have her trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey."

"Very nice Harley but I assure you that stuffing a Meleagris gallopavo was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may re-start testing her demarcation line,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My pleasure jokester baby or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a sec 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 distraught senses with the joybuzzers.

Her desperate supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signal to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the invariant stimulant. By this time Batgirl was leaking so much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the wood beneath her pelvis.

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in entrepot for you next Batslut. You might not realize it but I've only been toying with you so far. From here on in the kid baseball mitt are off,"the turkey 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 chuckle at her chemical reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The jokester lashed it repeatedly until it began to loose from the attention which allowed him to squeeze the tip of his tongue just inside her binding door.

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

"I'm prepping your tangy little butthole for at hand invasion Batslut. Why ? What did you think I was doing ?"he replied before his tongue resumed its movement.

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

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

"Correction, I prefer the tightest female mess possible on my dick and in well-nigh sheath that's the ass. I can't help it that you women ward your assholes like they're the cap jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my beloved. You truly are the exception. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed little bitches like Batslut for a change to open their fold centre to a more sexually enlightened way of liveliness. Besides since her Batcunt was so soused I can't begin to imagine how much tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a password - no. Besides, no subject how a good deal I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet dead body even more. If you think about it you should really give thanks us Batslut, we're helping you to diversify your narrow visible horizon while also showing you a salutary time. narrate me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your haircloth because it's a Friday night ?"the joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

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

Within a minute he was jamming the to the full distance all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the Joker took total reward of the cancel lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his digit with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slick he forced a endorsement finger's breadth into her closely rectum and after a second of ass frigging he jammed in a 3rd. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger's breadth were but a walk in the parking area. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a point in time where the jokester felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okay I think she's set now to accept her loot plundered or at least as prepare as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back jam."Here you go Harley - a piffling treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his flavorful finger while at the same time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his early hired hand. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few in where the declamatory mushroom forefront slid into her cunt initiative. He didn't go deep, just far enough to surface it with her secretions though it also had the result of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this clock time for she understood his Mercurial nature and didn't want to trigger his wrath.

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

His hands took handle of her ass nerve and pulled them as far apart as possible piece at the same time Harley guided his throbbing essence to Batgirl's puckered back cakehole. He pushed his rose hip forward and with Harley's script keeping his cock steady the boastfully, mushroom principal breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain as she felt the joker's thick joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his digit dug into her house glutes.

"Her ass is incredible 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 exercise subroutine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combining of shape, size of it and suppleness in all my lifetime,"he grunted as he continued sliding profoundly up her rectum.

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

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

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. Damn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to break my hammer,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely crime champion's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly unmistakable on Batgirl's face so in fiat to counteract this Harley started sucking on her tit while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop over the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the early mammilla between her thumb and index finger she let out a little pant. It turned to a loudly groan of painful sensation when the joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his heavy balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

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

For the next duet of minutes the entirely sounds were their comingled grunt and moan with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the alkali of his thick pecker. His intention had been to stop or delay his coming but it was too niggling, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first barb reached just below her chest while the residuum ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a birdie's eye horizon as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's garden pink lips with his cream.

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

"No problem sister, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one final shock before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the device one at a time.

Unable to control herself Harley licked the pussy succus off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker rightfulness 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 clothing until all that remained on her profuse organic structure was her jester hat, baseball glove and dark and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return 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 be my tether and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's capitulum and her neglected pussy just a few column inch above the engrossed's expression Harley bent at the waist until her mouth was by the criminal offence fighter's well be intimate hole. Harley's tongue first licked up a ramble drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the commencement time.

"Ooh, that's it dearest. Lick my kitty good !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless pelvic girdle onto Batgirl's face.

At starting time she was probationary in her action mechanism but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile clapper snaked its way deep into Harley's quim. For the side by side few minutes the solely sounds were slurps and muffled moans as they explored each early's muff to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal luck Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of kitty and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on in the beginning opportunities. backrest in college more than one fellow member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of deal. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the opening could experience been she would have had a much more fill college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life's sensual pleasance but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to work out her button instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a min or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her button. Due to her paw being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her finger into Harley's quim so she increased the speeding of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the offense fighter's head as a powerful and overdue orgasm overtook her.

"Oh that feels so right Batgirl,"Harley cried out as her succus dripped onto Batgirl's brass 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 posture of Harley's body she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could make her bows their identities were revealed. The turkey stood there leading the cheers and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no gasp 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 other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no meter to lie on your laurel yet. We still have the final act of our picayune drama left to unfold and I need your help. Would you mind helping gleefulness and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper slant ?"

"Sure joker, now that Batgirl's tongue has taken the bound off a bit I'm ready to go."

As Batgirl watched Harley, hilarity and belly laugh brought in and set up some lights on stands before carrying in two mellow technical school video camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a patch of weight lifting equipment used for bench insistency which they placed next to the bondage X.

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

For this job they took no chances. starting time one tough attached a cuff to Batgirl's correctly wrist and only then did he loose her carpus from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the just support tube and only after that did they remove the bungee corduroys from her legs and turn back them to their natural position. Another handlock was placed around her other wrist at which clock time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her abdomen down onto the system of weights bench. It took but a present moment to fasten her second cuff to the judiciary at which prison term she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her infantry resting on the concrete story. During this time the turkey and Harley had turned on the lightness illuminating the room in their brilliant Stanford White public eye. Next they positioned the television camera with one aimed toward the head 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 wrangle from our visionary director."

"You forgot to advert that I'm also the producer and the cameraman but that's okay. Listen up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the managing director I expect you to comply my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm uncoerced to do whatever it takes. I know my rely henchmen will do as apprise but in your lawsuit Batslut a little additional need may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner crown pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a smuggled baton. However on cheeseparing testing 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 man tilted up her Kuki so she was looking at his boldness,"so I'm guesswork you know what it can do. This cattle urging can return one million V at the moving picture of a switching with no permanent wave harm done though I'm told it can be quite unspeakable. 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 commodity girl and do what you're told and we'll make movie illusion. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very medium places."

"Joker you don't mean you'd zap her pretty twat, do you ?"Harley asked with a horror-struck expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly joker. I admit I'm partial to her kitty-cat but it's really about getting the full performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the absorbed offence fighter,"and understanding the best way to motivate. surely you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will relieve oneself for a less inspired operation. You can beguile more flies with beloved than acetum. allow for me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her torso up against Batgirl's back as her hands reached around to the social movement. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock candy hard teat. Her lips found an unveil section of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a arcminute making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so ready to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and clear everybody happy. Do like turkey says to do. If it makes you experience 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 buss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the Joker before moving into status behind the tail end tv camera. The jokester took his place at the act one camera while his henchman stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their gibbosity they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two punk undid their pants and pushed them down to their articulatio genus exposing their careen operose erections. glee ( the thug who had in the first place taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to shew she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff pecker toward Batgirl's soft, red rim. For a consequence she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reasonableness 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 capitulum up and down on his erection as her tongue moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out belly laugh grabbed her shoulder with one manus as his early pushed his straining shaft against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her lip off hilarity's prick with a popping phone before turning her tending to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike point before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stay there but kept going until virtually of his penis was inside her lip and his capitulum was tickling her tonsils. After a arcminute spent watching this hilarity grew raring and pushed his shaft toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her lip for a moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go cryptical than the other. That caused her to pull her mind back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of spittle. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to figure out them, first one then the other. Her quick tongue circled their purplish pass in turn like she was licking a lollipop before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden balls. She continued to serve them like this until the director barked out new directions to the cast.

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

The Joker's henchmen eagerly followed his ordering with belly laugh sliding his arduous prick back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His mitt took custody of her articulatio coxae and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic arch was story with his hammer. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her broad, Stanford White Sun Myung Moon was fully exposed to his sentiment. Now with her fix to be penetrated he aimed his hammer at her pussy. His inaugural attempt failed as he thrust forward and his point slipped between her trembling second joint instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"Stay still bellyache,"he grunted before delivering a heavily slap to her upset posterior leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the radix of his cock and with its steering he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth motion. mirthfulness began pumping her snatch rapidly while Guffaw was doing the Same to her rima oris and soon they built up a synchronized regular recurrence. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and convey it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

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

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

Putting his Logos into straightaway action the brawny hoodlum began raining down blow on the helpless criminal offense paladin'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 whimpers that escaped around Guffaw's duncish erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulant of her sozzled pussy on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass Mirth was rapidly approach orgasm. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the crusade and therefore acted before it was too late.

"mirthfulness, no affair what you're not to cum inside her. We need a money shot and it's still too soon to cum anyway. If fucking her is too much for you then let Guffaw have a go at her. And don't trouble, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just need to make up down a bit first."

"okey knob, whatever you say,"mirthfulness replied as he delivered a final smack to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

guffaw wasted no time in his forwardness to sample Batgirl's magic spell for himself. No Sooner had mirth stepped back then he attempted to take up the Same position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his hand in a full stop gesture halting his lackey in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking belly laugh is that we have sufficiency doggie 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 dash. glee, would you serve get her into position ?"

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

Guffaw slid his consistency onto the bench beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No Sooner did he guide his hard prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his heaviness filled her and with no prompting she began to bait him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's careen hard erecting at a rapid speed.

The other villains could only fend and view dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her forwardness to have it away. Her hand held onto the bench tightly which gave her more leveraging to slam herself onto Guffaw's thick shaft with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aroused distaff sex became more enounce by the second.

Batgirl was making little mewl speech sound but as prison term passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. guffaw was the prosperous recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated sensual nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big hands kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the turkey who broke the spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

"right wing away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and seconds later his mushroom head was touching her full red lips.

Without missing a round she began to take up him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his cock it was wet with spit and quick for what was to espouse. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her sass but she continued her rhythmic pelvic social movement without slowing down any.

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

"A fiddling help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His boyfriend henchman complied, his workforce pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a decipherable path to her no longer virgin back entrance. mirth wasted no meter but slid his full distance into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud scream as both her fix were filled with heavily prick at the same clock time. Mirth's work force then reached around and squeezed her pert bosom while Guffaw kept his hands on her business firm buttocks.

"ejaculate on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her expression contorted in a grimace."If you could hire my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the boy but I'm practically big and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and starting line to act your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Word or just that her soundbox adapted to being double 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 pleasance of a sorting. There was no ambiguity in regards to what Mirth and guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their slopped rods.

Meanwhile as the joker filmed the threesome his own prick began to swell and turn for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid member. Despite having cum twice in speedy chronological 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. starting time he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to name a cameo so draw sure to captivate it all for descendants,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this sentence was emitting a cosmic string of loud moans 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 focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( bull ) hair's-breadth and pulling her head toward his control stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his swollen head into her mouth he began to film it with his camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to nurse the jokester caused Batgirl to give up moving her hips but glee and Guffaw took up the quag. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the jokester started to drive his rooster down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was charter the pound for with mirthfulness now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her head she was ineffectual to affect in any significant way. Her sass made gurgling noises as the turkey's joystick jammed cryptic each time and her holes were making spongy auditory sensation from the constant buffeting she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for mirth and guffaw all good things must add up to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her mess were so tight and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex tools. So it was a foregone finale that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it intimately if they planned it for both were approaching the finish channel at breakneck speed with the only question which would authorise it first.

"Uhhn, I'm almost there,"gleefulness gasped as he slammed orchis deep 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 photographic camera,"we need to film it."

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

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower spinal column. glee then managed to grab his shooting dick and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. 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 to a greater extent times before it was his bit to cum. He just managed to get out out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of white, sticky liquidness onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to picture show it all despite her own eubstance's squirming for watching them key Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted easing. Still she remained disciplined until both hood were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and richly fiving each other as they extricated their branch from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was complete he looked down at the next order of magnitude of business to remove care of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a body politic of physical and mental exhaustion now that glee and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes turkey,"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 bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her berm until she was bent over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to place her workforce on the X to back up herself. He paused just long enough to banquet his eyes on her delectable hindquarters before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no luck to savor the feeling for the Joker didn't even fathom her fully before he slid back out prompting a defeated whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just mellow and a endorsement later his mushroom head pierced her plenteous ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his bollock were brushing her snatch. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to fuck her as hard as he could. His fingers dug into the diffuse flesh of her articulatio coxae as he worked in and out of Harley's plenteous seat for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to fuck ass I'll piddle your tidings come dependable,"he grunted as he thrust balls deep each time.

All Harley could do was poise her trunk to forbid from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her pharynx by how hard he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no peril of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his orchis were working extra time in monastic order to get more of the creamy tweed fluid. So he went all out with no occlusion until Harley's legs began to tremble and shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this adopt stead with undisguised lecherousness but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to stay awake. The combination of the physical piece of work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fuck she'd received was just too much to overcome. More than once she had forced her heart back open air but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The last thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the bondage X with the joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His cock was still sodomizing her while at the same clip he was jamming the galvanizing oxen prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her organic structure potent 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 oculus and sat up. With a starting time she realized that she was sitting on the Gunter Grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed dead body office Batgirl first removed her service program belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in berth by refastening the public-service corporation belted ammunition above it. She then proceeded to cod through the still, quiet streets of Gotham metropolis like a bat out of Inferno with the exclusively finish to get dwelling before anyone saw the disheveled circumstance she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could palpate her consistence becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her intone thigh. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two sexual climax and the leather seat had a large wet smudge from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill up her vacuous stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could aim before sinking in up to her cervix and soakage. She remained until the weewee began to cool off and it did wonders for her aching and infliction, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, downlike towel that everything came rushing back. For as the flaccid cotton fiber made contact with her nipples a moving ridge of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to grab hold of the sink to keep from falling. By the metre she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her pap were tumid and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to don off or was Harley right wing about there being no cure ?'Barbara persuasion as her manic finger stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hr ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep slumber but even while numb she was unable to scarper her new hyperactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visual sense of hard tool and wet puss and after she woke up the next cockcrow she was still aroused. However she resisted the impulse to touch herself but instead got habilimented and headed to her local anaesthetic foodstuff store.

She had a few conclusion calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the green groceries section ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for ingredients for the adjacent few daytime meals. It was when she reached the checkout phone line that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glint down at the newspaper rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basketball hoop of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to locate it on the floor as her heart pounded like a pneumatic hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX taping ! The headline practically screamed at her with a arch color photo taking up the rest of the presence page of The Gotham Daily tidings. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the extraneous clerk's attempt to discourse the unit sordid social occasion and how back in his homeland that bawd Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female person who would emulate her base behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen rejoinder except the newspaper publisher which she brought with her to the couch. The picture on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and belly laugh had been treble penetrating her. While all secret character were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the level Barbara read how the internet site that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of smash it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a pot in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollars in the first XX four hours since being posted.

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

The bout stung her center as they flowed when she realized that all the trade good works she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the years 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 taping had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would receive condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newsprint onto the coffee board she headed to her computer located on a desk in a little nook of her apartment. It took but a arcminute to find the internet site through a hunting locomotive engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and fragile than guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 toll to download the full picture there was a house trailer connexion which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds foresightful 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 busybodied as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a mystic, underground villain lair the jokester sat staring at his own reckoner blind as Harley slurped away on his colossal member.

"If matter keep going the way they have then I'll make to a greater extent money from this than any of my previous heists. Who would've thunk it. I guess one can never underestimate the perversion of the American language people."

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

"What do you opine Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may film my put-on and tutelage to view them."

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

The turkey laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of course. Where would the fun be in letting the object know. It would no longer be an inside joke that way. Besides I say let her conceive otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual release. She'd probably feel guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

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