The Joker's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this work of fiction contains aspect of risible volume ferocity, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a"condom space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting sofa or get the vaporisation then by all means don't read. joystick to something more to your mouthful, I wouldn't want to lose sleep worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my buckle mind. To those that wish to register, enjoy my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to immerse the second aspirin tab when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the glass of Milk down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the window to verify what she'd seen. Without a dubiousness it was there - the bat bespeak shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was problem in Gotham City and avail was needed but she also knew something the police didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few years earlier when both she and the caped Crusader had attended an consequence to encourage the youth of Gotham city to suit more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to trip to a Justice League get together over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham city. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the solitary masked crime combatant around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. 15 minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her makeup she slipped out the window of her priming floor apartment into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a unforesightful distance to where she found a rare working payphone. A bit later she heard the oh, so familiar voice 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 ?"

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

"well that's very praiseworthy of you Whitney 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 sexuality character. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as read/write head librarian at Gotham city's primary leg and why he had reservations about fair sex crime fighters, including female person police officers. In fact it was only after a causa that section policy had been changed allowing female ship's officer to operate the streets instead of being cooped up inside place theater doing filing and early clerical work.

"Unfortunately Commissioner I have info that Batman is currently away from Gotham City on patronage and won't be back until Sunday. Do you think the situation can waitress until then ?"

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to try she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some humble way to win her father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that finicky Friday night Barbara just wanted to put out early and residual. The depository library had been in the midst of re-organizing the address subdivision and the attractive young adult female had spent the by few days moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, branch and berm ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her modest half was fatigued from the hundred of slip she had made up and down the ladders to the in high spirits shelves.

"Not in Gotham metropolis you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better sagaciousness but I don't feel this can wait the two sidereal day so I'll tell apart you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the joker and two of his collaborator in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this write up came in. I made the call to the asylum myself and was informed that the jokester had been there until lighting out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thorough search of the grounds trying to bump and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in Order to ward off causing an unneeded affright but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

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

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

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the sound. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could deal terrestrial crimes like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and pain sensation and suit a hardworking crime fighting machine until the threat to Gotham city was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life story when her senior high school heel boot hit the kick starter motor and a present moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her quarry. A exhaustive search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the artificial lake but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the jokester than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Edward G. Robinson park before calling it a night and resuming her search early the succeeding day. She had covered the bulk of the park when her sharp pinna caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the jokester or not she didn't know but if somebody was in trouble her duty was clear-cut to do what she could to help.

coming to a arrest she killed the locomotive engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Tree on her left side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the way of life she sprinted in the focus of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the glade beyond where a offend scene greeted her. Two muscular toughie were dragging a vernal, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her wear it seemed elucidate what their malign intent were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's select a powder,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a frightened tone.

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

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

She just managed to evade him as he hurtled past when the second shepherd's crook arrived throwing a furious hay conditioner which she ducked. Before he could find Batgirl delivered a crushing rush to his jetty which dropped him in his tracks, his face turning as livid as a piece of paper. Just then the kickoff attacker returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithesome physique so tightly that the breather was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no fortune prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high gear bounder as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a oink of pain as well as his grip relaxation about her svelte middle. Taking advantage she then twisted her waist while at the Same time swinging her elbow joint back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such gust for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to illuminate his heading. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his hands in an attack to block her tone-beginning Batgirl pivoted and delivered a desolate roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the sward with a clump, allowing her to watch her breathing space for the moment. Batgirl next turned her attending to the dupe to see if she was okay. The womanhood seemed unhurt and was sitting on the workbench watching everything unfold with an oracular aspect on her somewhat 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 fount there are Thomas More goon lurking about. I don't know how many to a greater extent I can do by tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these outlaw appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the condemnable boss now ?

"Well thank you for your help. It was very endure of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a Lady can't take a promenade in Gotham city on a okay summer Nox,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black-market miniskirt down enough to cover her brilliantly, red panties.

"Come on fille, 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 commons for any hidden danger.

"Of class, 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 time for you to align your make-up miss,"Batgirl said while taking her by the arm and attempting to contribute her away.

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

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

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

Harley easily evaded the weak cause and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two duad of legs and shoes feeler. One set was the senior high heeled red stilettos and black stocking clad legs of Harley while the former was a orotund pair of fateful and Stanford White men's wingtip brake shoe and purple dress slacks.

The first matter Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing painful sensation in her promontory which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the nuisance persisted and she could now see the cardiac murmur of articulation above her. Focusing her brain Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation enough to force her eyes open, though once she had part of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground sleeping room with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent pal Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was hard to see much more because she was restrained two-dimensional on her back. Turning her head as very much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a heavy, wooden X suspended a few ft 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 to the lowest degree of your business organization Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the lick so I've already adjusted my programme to reflect the new realism. What black entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy foul-up won't study with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more enjoyable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of clear liquidity. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic beverage wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the acerate leaf there.

"Don't vexation, this is just to counter the core of the knockout powder love. No need to panic, it will take away your headache,"she told the captive as the acerate leaf pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

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

"The back injection was just a mild muscle relaxant to in effect prepare you for what's about to come about Batgirl but this close one you'll find quite a interesting, I believe. It's a special formula I've developed to turn even the most repressed, arctic, 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 penetrating metal pierced her bid form and the liquidity coursed throughout her body.

"If you think that just because you give me some so called aphrodisiac that it will do me be a unforced party to any of your sinister sexual 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 boob appear to be salient. I can't wait to taste them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her snug 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 bequeath or not. To tell the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a gruff whisper,"I kind of prefer it if you're not volition, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate put-on. Now let's see those tits."

bend down with an immorality grin the Joked removed a razor incisive scalpel from his jacket sack and proceeded to slice a circular prick in the material around Batgirl's right chest. Once the lap was all over he did the Sami with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the cloth 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 tap nipples look as tasty as house of cards gum."

"well then let's not devastate any more time."

Without another Book the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their sassing on a boob and going to work. The joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink nipple and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to cause the sore nub but the result were the same, two erect and aroused tit. 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 ! Stop, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a grave crime and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

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

Batgirl was ineffectual to do 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 body and was stroking between her remand branch with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this attending but due to her leap status she was unsuccessful and could experience her lustfulness increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

"sentence enough for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. Kneel down right here so she can get a good spirit of what she's about to receive and be immediate about it."

Without saying another Christian Bible Harley knelt before her mentor and took his rapidly hardening cock in her mitt and brought it to her give mouth. The Joker wasted no fourth dimension but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing cock to the back of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head 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 member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his erection stiffened she angled her point so that she could deep pharynx it while staring up at him with idolization in her middle. He ignored her with the exception of using her backtalk for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

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

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

Her only answer was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her center. So from his interior jacket pocket he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothes pin. number 1 he placed the lump between her knocker. Then flying as a run into serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her look with surprise intensity forcing her mouthpiece open. Before she could react Harley took the orchis and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a objet d'art of operative tapeline over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The gob was complete when the turkey attached the clothespin to her olfactory organ preventing her from getting any O that way.

Once her ventilation was restricted he continued to slap and rub his heavy cock on her fount with an occasional tweak of her knockout nipple as his narrowed heart studied her face. At first gear he detected no obvious signboard of discomfort, no uncertainty due to her advanced grooming regimen which enabled her to bind her breath longer than an norm somebody could, but as sentence went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her fairly complexion started to redden as her soundbox demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two choices. One, you can continue to pass up to service me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable brain impairment. At which point I'll fuck your mouth and pharynx anyway. Or you could be a good lilliputian Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to pore but the one cerebration that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to turn a vegetable for the balance of her life and a burden to her begetter. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to wrench the table and somehow escape this quandary. With no other viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

"wise decisiveness,"he told her as he ripped off the tapeline then extracted the Ball from her mouth,"and needle to say don't even think about biting me. Even if you were to somehow disenable me doing so Harley would make you repent it, I assure you."

"You can look on that Batcunt. If you even injure one pubic whisker of my jokester baby you'll regard you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the former hand if you do as you're say then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

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

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

Grabbing his shaft with one paw and her masked head with the former he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its demarcation as the wide dick reached her throat incoming before stopping.

"Oh that's good, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your glossa as well you repressed short Battramp,"the turkey told her as he used her oral cavity for his carnal pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her natural language against him while noticing that he tasted of salt, musk and villainy in compeer measures. For a bit or so he kept up a ho-hum rate, not pushing her too much as her mouth adjusted to his super girth but there was only so long he could keep his hyper personality in stoppage. Wanting more he pulled out of her oral fissure all the way, his erecting dripping a trail of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

"Harley, assist me out of my pant,"he demanded,"and then go on with the plan."

His firm henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the flexure. By the time Harley finished her chore the Joker 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 thrall X, setting up a straight tunnel from oral fissure to throat and allowing him to jam the altogether extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to take a breath that way because of his thickness and as the Joker cheek fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hired man. That allowed him to feel his erection as he slid it to its rootage, his dyed leafy vegetable pubic hair brushing her entire bottom lip each time he did so. His other hired man alternately caressed and pinched her mammilla when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained stagnate 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 trigon in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly appealingness for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

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

That was true for Batgirl's scarlet pilus was but a wig to assist disguise her mystery identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunette color.

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

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

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

It's unbelievable that she would have answered even if able to but with his big cock driving deep into her throat with every stab it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his control stick to its demarcation line while her spittle seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the flooring below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her negative feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime scrapper's exposed pussy. Though the jokester was her master hug she'd always had strong bisexual inclination and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her little finger already buried to her second knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clitoris. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This urge on Harley to redouble her try and she sucked hard on the put up nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight burrow. For the next few min Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her annulus finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a blowup of womanly fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able-bodied to as a muscular orgasm washed over her, to her unceasing pity. Her pharynx muscles likewise contracted due to her coming and this caught the jokester unprepared, squeezing his strict joystick like a vise.

"Oh fuck, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A piffling assist please,"he gasped when he felt his orchis tighten with that old conversant feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her attitude so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did go on her gloved finger buried deep inside her knock trap. Her entrust hired man reached out and took delay of her paramour's balls while she moved her dead body closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's talk Harley's handwriting slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's boldness. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the swell head back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the hold out bead oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's human face rather than letting it go to desolate until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his cock and licked it fair before smiling up at him. He patted her principal before moving his trunk into position between Batgirl's limit legs while continuing to stroke his still rock arduous erection.

"Harley, take on your fingers out of her snatch. It's time to yaw that Batpussy all-inclusive open with my control stick ! But start I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

reaching into his crownwork sac his mitt emerged holding three small metallic element platter. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding pap then placed the third right on top of her upright little clit before removing a small remote control from his pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent impact from her tit and button straight to the pleasance middle of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick shaft and pressed the swollen head to her wet pussy entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bulb-shaped head penetrated her feminine folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her determine intimate experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"shucks, her Batcave is blotto than a vestal nun. Do me a party favor Harley and spread her lips as all-embracing as you can,"he grunted.

His gangster's moll wasted no time before moving into view and reaching her gloved workforce down to assist the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to fathom deeply but with her aid and Batgirl's raw juices he made unbendable progress until half of his massive reed organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that blind drunk pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to tunnel profoundly and deeper until there was but an inch remaining out of doors."And now for the final push Batslut."

The Joker drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic bones collided. For a min 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, besotted glove one could possibly guess and he was loath to do anything to deepen that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the entire gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the turkey and Harley Quinn worst of all, her body was responding in ways she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could make her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the joker's oversized, villainous cock was stretching her pussy all-encompassing while sending wave of indefinable pleasure radiating across her captive body. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to run his pecker inside her. At first he only made small throwaway motions with his hips which had the effect of further loosening her crocked slit muscles while at the same time stimulating every nervus ending in her inner walls and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as prison term went on he started to thrust his unbending joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at for the first time, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger's breadth seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some razz of fair game allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his squishy drumhead out of her twat before driving it back balls deep with each rapid knife thrust. Batgirl could listen the wet sucking sound as her fleece kitty greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his bombastic, heavy bollock slapping against her house ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless cock drove her to the verge of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-will like this.'Still that mentation was but pocket-size comfort to her mind as her magnificent dead body appeared close to betraying her once again.

Doing her skilful to concentrate Batgirl closed her center and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the forcible sheet and instead focus her inner intellect. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the jokester's dick was doing to her trunk when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote mastery sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sore nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's denseness completely and the extra stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to actuate another monolithic climax in the bound and helpless law-breaking fighter. Her consistency jerked and trembled from the volume of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, 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 dorsum of her neck and tilted her question up so she was facing him.

"surface your eyes Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big pecker 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 jest."Because from now on we all know what you are - a cock craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point in time he let her headland settle back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the world-class stab of impending orgasm in the pit of his tummy that he slowed his breakneck pace for the clock time wasn't yet right.

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

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

"Yes they are. Very grave yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my future destination would be much easier if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to assist me if needed so get moving."

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the turkey took hold of it right above the human knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her thorax. 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 disturbed about her using her legs then you keep them in this emplacement,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a confining look."

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his aspect was only a few column inch from Batgirl's puss. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's knocker and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a clip into Batgirl's afford box.

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

"You bet jokester babe,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a 2nd later she pressed the remote.

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

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make sure enough let's take no probability. We need to batten down her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's articulatio talocruralis and after pulling her legs back to her dresser she attached the end hooks to the wrist restraint. Then after picking up the remote Harley took a pace back and admired her handiwork.

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

"Very nice Harley but I assure you that stuffing a turkey was never half as much fun as stuffing the Batslut. And now that she's properly restrained you may summarise testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering move with his finger.

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

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

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

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in store 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 mitt are off,"the Joker informed her with a leer.

He leaned in and blew his hot breath over her trembling snatch making her shudder from the champion and causing him to chortle at her reaction. Next the turkey's clapper began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The turkey lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the attending which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her indorse door.

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

"I'm prepping your tangy little butthole for impending encroachment Batslut. Why ? What did you think I was doing ?"he replied before his lingua resumed its movement.

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

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

"Correction, I prefer the soused female person hole possible on my cock and in most cases that's the ass. I can't help it that you charwoman guard your assholes like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my dear. You truly are the exception. On the other deal sometimes it's nice to eff repressed picayune bitches like Batslut for a modification to spread their closed eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of life sentence. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't Begin to ideate how a great deal sloshed 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 Scripture - no. Besides, no topic how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet organic structure even more. If you think about it you should really give thanks us Batslut, we're helping you to extend your narrow celestial horizon while also showing you a practiced time. Tell me the trueness, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday night ?"the Joker asked with a fiendish laugh.

Batgirl didn't answer because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy brawniness to spasm from the shaking. Meanwhile the jokester began working his indicator finger into her taut sphincter, aided by a combination of her plentiful juices and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to examine her anus.

Within a minute he was jamming the full-of-the-moon duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending sign to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the Joker took fully advantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his finger's breadth with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a s finger into her plastered rectum and after a moment of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from uncomfortableness though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger were but a paseo in the park. Still they had the impression of loosening her to a spot where the turkey felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"OK I think she's ready now to deliver her booty plundered or at least as cook as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back maw."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 absorb on his sapid fingers while at the Same time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his early helping hand. Finding it too tight to enrol he redirected his stick up a few inches where the large mushroom head slid into her twat opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secernment though it also had the event of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his Mercurial nature and didn't wish to set off his wrath.

"I might need some assist to punch her butt because it's so damn compressed. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's pussy,"is to grab handle of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His work force took hold of her ass cheek and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same meter Harley guided his throbbing gist to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the large, mushroom cloud brain breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of pain in the neck as she felt the Joker's thick joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingers dug into her business firm glutes.

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

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

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

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No jokester baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. imprecate this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to break my hammer,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the decent law-breaking fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's brass so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her mammilla while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't block the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a petty bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and index finger she let out a petty gasp. It turned to a trashy groan of pain when the turkey increased the pep pill of his thrusting with his heavy balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass look so serious Batslut, I don't know how much I can take. Oh sleep together yes !"

For the adjacent couple of instant the only sound were their comingled grunts and groan with both becoming louder as time went on until he let out a outcry as he grabbed the radical of his thick putz. His intent had been to stop or detain his coming but it was too lilliputian, too late.

"You're making me cum again Batslut ! Your ass is just too tight. Here's your reinforcement,"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 get-go shot reached just below her breasts while the residue ended up on her pelvis and peg. Harley had a fowl's eye view as she sucked on the captive's teat and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pink lips with his cream.

"wellspring that was gratifying,"he said as he squeezed a last drop out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into motion. Harley, would you mind prepping her for what's 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 digit into Batgirl's cave and removing the gimmick one at a time.

Unable to moderate herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote control to the Joker rightfield before he departed. Once the jokester left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's brass with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her clothing until all that remained on her lavish body was her jester hat, gloves and Black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well hold a skillful time,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just follow my lead and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's capitulum and her neglected slit just a few inch above the captive's face Harley bent at the waist until her rima oris was by the crime fighter's well have intercourse holes. Harley's spit first licked up a stray fall of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own clapper darted out and tasted another cleaning lady for the first time.

"Ooh, that's it honey. lick my pussy commodity !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless pelvic arch onto Batgirl's face.

At first she was tentative in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile glossa snaked its way rich into Harley's quim. For the next few minutes the exclusively sounds were slurps and muffled moan as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of pussycat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunity. rear 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 manus. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could have been she would have had a much more action college experience. Still nada could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo animation's animal pleasures 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 min or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingerbreadth into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clitoris. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her fingerbreadth into Harley's quim so she increased the stop number of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime fighter's heading as a knock-down and overdue orgasm overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the strait of clapping and cheering came to her auricle. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her bow their identicalness 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 partner in crime Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his puff up jaw while the early was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my lamb. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to catch one's breath on your honour yet. We still have the final act of our little dramatic play left to unfold and I need your help. Would you mind helping mirthfulness and belly laugh set things up while I check for the proper Angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, mirth and Guffaw brought in and set up some brightness on stands before carrying in two high tech video camera on tripods. Finally the henchman carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for bench insistency which they placed following to the bondage X.

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

For this task they took no prospect. number one one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's mighty wrist and only then did he bring out her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright funding tube and only after that did they slay the bungee cords from her branch and riposte them to their raw position. Another handcuff was placed around her early radiocarpal joint at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her belly down onto the free weight Bench. It took but a import to fasten her second base turnup to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her pegleg straddling the Bench and her pes resting on the concrete floor. During this metre the joker and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the way in their brilliant whiten glare. Next they positioned the camera with one aimed toward the head word 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 run-in from our illusionist director."

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. take heed up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm will to do whatever it takes. I know my hope henchmen will do as learn but in your pillowcase Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the turkey again reached into his inner jacket crown pocket and this time produced what appeared to be a black baton. However on closelipped examination she noticed there were two alloy prongs protruding from the top of the piston chamber.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the turkey said as his manus tilted up her chin so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This Bos taurus spur can deliver one million volt at the moving-picture show of a switch with no permanent 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 good girl and do what you're told and we'll make moving picture magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very spiritualist places."

"turkey you don't mean you'd zap her reasonably pussy, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrify expression.

"Don't severalise me you're going delicate on me Harley and siding with our sworn opposition to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm partial tone to her slit but it's really about getting the best performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the intent criminal offense fighter,"and understanding the serious way to motivate. for certain you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will gain for a less inspired performance. You can catch more flies with dearest than vinegar. leave me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her hired man reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock strong nipple. Her back talk found an uncovered department 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 make everybody happy. Do like joker says to do. If it makes you feel better then blame me for giving you the sexy earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to happen to your sweet, tasty pussy."

After one end snog Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the joker before moving into position behind the rear television camera. The Joker took his place at the number one camera while his henchman stood right in social movement of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their prominence they looked prepare to go.

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

Right on cue the two tough undid their bloomers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock hard erection. gleefulness ( the thug who had former taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff dick toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a minute she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouthpiece wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his erection as her clapper moved side to side on the underside. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one helping hand as his other pushed his straining cock against her buttock. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off hilarity's cocksucker with a popping auditory sensation before turning her care to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until most of his member was inside her oral fissure and his head was tickling her tonsils. After a minute spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his peter toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to carry both in her mouth for a mo but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After foremost catching her breathing time Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble glossa circled their purplish read/write head in tour like she was licking a lollipop before it snaked its way down each unbending shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden egg. She continued to serve them like this until the managing director barked out new guidance to the cast.

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

The turkey's partner in crime eagerly followed his ordination with Guffaw sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet backtalk while Mirth moved into positioning behind her. His hands took wait of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic arch was storey with his tool. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussy. His first effort failed as he thrust forward and his brain slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"arrest still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a intemperate slap to her upturned arse leaving a red handprint on her funfair skin.

His mitt then grasped the floor of his stopcock and with its counseling he succeeded in burying his full phase of the moon duration in one tranquil motion. Mirth began pumping her pussycat rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronize rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the sword tubing and take aim it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"glee, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the turkey instructed his henchman,"and lay down surely she feels it."

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

Putting his Logos into immediate action the brawny toughie began raining down snow on the helpless criminal offense paladin's posterior while continuing to jam his peter into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around belly laugh's thick hard-on.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her taut pussy on him or the sadistic delight he received from spanking her toned ass hilarity was rapidly near climax. The Joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his blows becoming quicksilver and rightly diagnosed the effort and therefore acted before it was too late.

"glee, no issue 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 a lot 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 patch up down a bit first."

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

belly laugh wasted no time in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's charms for himself. No Oklahoman had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to read up the Lapplander position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his script in a turn back gesture halting his stooge in his tracks.

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

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

guffaw slid his body onto the workbench beneath her and helped to frown her back down so she was straddling him. No Oklahoman did he guide his hard putz 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 ride him. With her middle tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's rock surd erection at a rapid speed.

The other villain could only stand and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her eagerness to fuck. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her more leverage to slam herself onto Guffaw's midst cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the way and the smell of ruttish female sex became more enunciate by the second.

Batgirl was making minuscule wail strait but as fourth dimension passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. belly laugh was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated animal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every movement. His big hands kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the magical spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

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

Without missing a heartbeat she began to suck in him while not slowing her soundbox at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his shaft it was wet with spittle and ready for what was to travel along. Batgirl let out a disappointed suspiration when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic cause without slowing down any.

mirthfulness had moved into place behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel grueling cock in his hired hand. Bending at the knee his free script reached out and seize Batgirl by the shoulder joint preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little helper Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow partner in crime complied, his deal pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a clear track to her no longer virgin backdoor. mirthfulness wasted no time but slid his replete length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud scream as both her holes were filled with laborious cock at the same time. gleefulness's hands then reached around and squeezed her pert breasts while belly laugh kept his manus on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the joker opined as her case contorted in a face."If you could take away my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the boys but I'm much larger and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and showtime to move your pelvic arch, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her consistency adapted to being two-base hit penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain sensation soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a sorting. There was no ambiguity in wish to what glee and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasance as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the jokester filmed the trio his own cock began to well and uprise for watching Batgirl in activity was reviving his flaccid phallus. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in front of the television camera as his lust grew the Joker altered his plans. showtime he adjusted the camera to the perfect top before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

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

"okeh jokester,"Harley answered in a defeated voice.

If the turkey noticed her unhappiness he didn't appearance it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( faker ) hair and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his egotistical header into her sassing he began to celluloid it with his camera phone from above. Having to elongate her consistency to suck the jokester caused Batgirl to finish moving her pelvis but Mirth and Guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to drive his cock down her throat.

With affair as they were all Batgirl could do was ask the hammering for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the turkey holding her head she was ineffective to actuate in any substantial way. Her mouth made gurgling noises as the Joker's stick jammed late each time and her holes were making spongelike sound from the perpetual pounding she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and Guffaw all good thing must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond effective. Her fix were so sozzled and hot to start with and with their thrusting erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex cock. So it was a foregone conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it comfortably if they planned it for both were approaching the finish air at breakneck speed with the just question which would pass it first.

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

"shuffling sure you don't cum in her,"the jokester said as he reluctantly pulled out of her mouth and headed back to the camera,"we need to plastic 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 hand could even get to it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower spinal column. Mirth then managed to snap up his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. Drop after free fall hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in hilarity's pass balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrust in her a few more fourth dimension before it was his turning to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a natural spring of Andrew D. White, muggy liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was capable to film it all despite her own body'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 richly fiving each former as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the motion-picture photography was finish he looked down at the future order of occupation to adopt precaution of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state of physical and genial exhaustion now that Mirth and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the routine two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes Joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the articulatio humeri and spin out her around so she was facing the bondage X with her back to him. Without saying a discussion he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was bent-grass over at a ninety level slant prompting her to place her manpower on the X to brook herself. He paused just long enough to feed his centre on her delectable hindquarters before jamming his wide-cut cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to relish the smell for the Joker didn't even imbue her fully before he slid back out prompting a thwarted whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom-shaped cloud forefront pierced her rich ass. This metre he kept going until every in was buried and his bollock were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to have a go at it her as hard as he could. His finger dug into the diffuse flesh of her rose hip as he worked in and out of Harley's ample posterior for all he was worth.

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

All Harley could do was perk up her body to forbid from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to contact her throat by how hard he was driving his stick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no peril of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working extra time in order to develop more of the creamy blank fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's leg began to tremble and shake and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this take place with undisguised lecherousness but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The compounding of the physical work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented screwing she'd received was just too much to overcome. more than than once she had forced her eyes back heart-to-heart but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The last affair 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 berm. His cock was still sodomizing her spell at the same sentence he was jamming the galvanizing cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a cleave pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her body smashed and her private parts sore from the previous night's depredations. The easterly sky was brightening with streaks of garden pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the Gunter Grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the nighttime 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 body parts Batgirl first removed her public-service corporation belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in blank space by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to devolve on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham urban center like a bat out of underworld with the only goal to get home before anyone saw the disheveled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the dark before Batgirl could feel her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her intone second joint. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two climax and the leather prat had a prominent wet spot from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down nude painting 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 kip overwhelm her. It was already night when she woke famished and with her soundbox feeling like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the electric refrigerator she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill her hollow stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck opening and sousing. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonder for her aches and hurting, 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 flaccid cotton plant made contact with her nipples a moving ridge of desire overwhelmed her to such a level that she needed to grab clutch of the cesspool to preclude from falling. By the meter she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her tit were puffy and swollen from lust.

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

An hour ( and three coming later ) Barbara fell into a abstruse sleep but even while at peace she was unable to run away her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with imaginativeness of unvoiced peter and wet pussies and after she woke up the next morning she was still ruttish. However she resisted the impulse to come to herself but instead got dress out and headed to her local market store.

She had a few closemouthed calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the produce incision ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for constituent for the next few days meals. It was when she reached the check line that her human race was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to peek down at the paper wheel and what she saw almost made her bead her basketball hoop of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the storey as her heart pounded like a jackhammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color exposure taking up the rest of the front Page of The Gotham Daily news. Her finger's breadth trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the heel counter followed by the repose of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign shop clerk's attempt to discuss the whole sordid social function and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a object lesson to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a stupor she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen parry except the newsprint which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture show on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw had been bivalent penetrating her. While all private parts were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasance she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the story Barbara read how the site that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of collision it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a tummy in the Cayman Islands called Felonious prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollar in the first XX four minute since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain footing for being a bad influence to Gotham City's young person as well as for tempting the weak flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a dependable thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her undercover identicalness was known at the to the lowest degree she would be run out of Gotham on a rails, if not worse.

The tears stung her heart as they flowed when she realized that all the unspoilt whole shebang she'd done and all the risk she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the fickle public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and ineffective to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no subject the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a magnetic tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a saltation Batman no one would ingest condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental torment Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newsprint onto the coffee tree tabular array she headed to her computer located on a desk in a small nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to rule the website 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 peter, mirth's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than belly laugh's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 monetary value to download the full telecasting there was a trailer connection which she clicked on. It was only xxx seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her paw crept between her thighs and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a enigma, underground villain lair the turkey sat staring at his own computer screen as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

"If things 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 lowball the perversion of the American people."

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

"What do you think Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may plastic film my capers and charge to catch them."

"So Joker, when are you going to let Batgirl have a go at it that the shot was just a placebo and not a real aphrodisiac ?"Harley inquired before resuming the blowjob.

The Joker laughed long and grueling before answering.

"Never, of course. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an inside gag that way. Besides I say let her think otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound sexual dismission. She'd probably feel shamed if she knew the Sojourner Truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

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