The joker's On Batgirl

intromission : Attention - this employment of fiction contains scenes of comic book fierceness, super villainous rape and bad pun. It is not a"safety blank"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to chew the fat the fainting sofa or get the vapors then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn't want to lose kip worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my garble mind. To those that wish to read, enjoy my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the back Bayer tablet when she noticed something out of the box of her eye. Putting the field glass of Milk down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the window to swear what she'd seen. Without a doubtfulness it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, dark sky. She knew that meant there was problem in Gotham city and helper was needed but she also knew something the constabulary didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few Clarence Day earlier when both she and the cap crusader had attended an event to advance the young of Gotham urban center to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to move to a Justice league confluence 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 entirely masked law-breaking fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. 15 minutes later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her make-up she slipped out the window of her ground floor apartment into the endorse alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented garage she rode a short length to where she found a rarefied working payphone. A second later she heard the oh, so comrade phonation on the other end of the line.

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

"Commissioner, its Batgirl."

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

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

"Well that's very praiseworthy 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 character. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head librarian at Gotham city's chief subdivision and why he had reservations about women crime fighters, including distaff constabulary officers. In fact it was only after a case that department policy had been changed allowing female military officer to mold the streets instead of being cooped up inside post firm doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to bear witness she was the equal 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 particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to retire betimes and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive young woman had spent the past tense few days moving grievous tomes from one bookcase to another. Her rear, arms and shoulders ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the hundred of trips she had made up and down the ladders to the mellow shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my estimable judgment but I don't finger this can wait the two Day so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a concerned citizen observed the jokester and two of his henchmen in the vicinity of Duke Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this report came in. I made the call option to the asylum myself and was informed that the turkey had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing search of the grounds trying to line up and re-capture him and hadn't released the information in ordering to invalidate causing an unnecessary panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's dreadful Commissioner but I'll do my best to place 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 special undertaking power assembled cook to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat opportunity of that she thought to herself as she hung up the headphone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the joker then there would be no want to muster up a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle mundane crimes like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was draw a blank her own nagging ache and striving and get a tireless crime fighting machine until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to lifetime when her eminent heeled flush hit the kick newcomer and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her quarry. A thorough search of Mad Anthony Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up cypher so she continued to the source but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Robinson Park before calling it a night and resuming her hunting early the succeeding day. She had covered the majority of the park when her sharp spike caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the joker or not she didn't know but if individual was in problem her obligation was unclouded to do what she could to help.

advent to a halt she killed the engine to better mind when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a brush of trees on her left-hand side of meat. Leaving the Batcycle by the slope of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the tree and into the glade beyond where a lurid vista greeted her. Two muscular punk were dragging a Thomas Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby Mungo Park bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her clothing it seemed clear what their evil purpose were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a powder,"one of the toughie called out to his confederate in a fright 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 absorbed woman onto the terrace and charging.

"Bad move,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no sentence to say Thomas More for the commencement hoodlum was upon her.

She just managed to elude him as he hurtled past when the s crook arrived throwing a untamed hay conditioner which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing bitch to his groin which dropped him in his raceway, his look turning as white as a sheet. Just then the first aggressor returned from keister and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe material body so tightly that the breathing place was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her senior high cad as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of infliction as well as his grasp loosening about her svelte midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her waistline while at the same time swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such snow for him to let go of her, at which fourth dimension he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no meter but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his mole and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to block her onset Batgirl pivoted and delivered a desolate roundhouse gripe to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawl to the turf with a thump, allowing her to catch her intimation for the mo. Batgirl next turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic face on her somewhat face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in cause there are to a greater extent hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many more I can plow tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't cite was that these crooks appeared to act upon for the Joker, so where was the criminal boss now ?

"Well thank you for your service. It was very brave of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a peeress can't take a stroll in Gotham City on a fine summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, black mini down enough to cover her promising, red panties.

"ejaculate on Miss, 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 hidden danger.

"Of row, of path, I understand. Just pass me a arcminute to fix myself,"the cleaning lady answered as she checked her coming into court with a concordat she had removed from her purse.

"We really don't have time for you to aline your make-up 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 universe Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a large amount of smasher powder right into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going benumbed as Harley Quinn pulled absolve of her and sent another cloud of white detritus straight toward the caped crime 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 weak endeavour and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the smoke in front of her. The shoemaker's last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two pairs of legs and skid approaching. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and black stocking robe peg of Harley while the other was a large pair of black and white men's wingtip horseshoe and purple dress slacks.

The first base thing Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing infliction in her foreland which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the pain persisted and she could now hear the mussitation of voices above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation enough to force her oculus give, though once she had voice of her wish well she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted roof and rough, unpainted concrete bulwark. 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 difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her binding. Turning her head as often as she could Batgirl saw that both her carpus and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a large, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

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

"Joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you want from me ?"

"Where we are is the least of your concerns Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the slug so I've already adjusted my plans to mull over the new reality. What fatal entertainment I had in fund for Batbrain and his boy foul-up won't employment with you due to differences in torso size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more gratifying for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her bridge player emerged holding a syringe and a small ampul of shed light on liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an intoxicant rub on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and mantle then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to forestall the result of the peach powder honey. No need to panic, it will take away your headache,"she told the captive as the acerate leaf pierced Batgirl's liquid, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the riposte agent the villainess produced another vial of liquid which soon was injected into the helpless criminal offence champion but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the criminal psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to consecrate Batgirl the final examination needle.

"The second injectant was just a meek muscle relaxant to better gear up you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite occupy, I believe. It's a particular formula I've developed to wrick even the most subdue, cold, 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 flesh 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 uncoerced political party to any of your sinister perversion than you have no clue,"Batgirl said before the Joker cut her off.

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your dummy appear to be spectacular. I can't wait to savour 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 willing or not. To tell apart the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a husky rustling,"I kind of prefer it if you're not willing, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate put-on. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an immorality grin the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his crownwork pocket and proceeded to slice a flier prick in the fabric around Batgirl's justly bosom. Once the circle was complete he did the same with the left white meat and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric away exposing her considerable charms.

"Nice tits Batgirl ! They look like they want to be sucked, wouldn't you say Harley ?"

"I have to say they're perky,"Harley reluctantly admitted,"and those garden pink nipples look as tasty as bubble gum."

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

Without another password the criminal duo carried out on their terror with each placing their lip on a breast and going to put to work. The Joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's pinko pap and pallid breast form repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile spit to stimulate the sensitive nub but the results were the Lapp, two erect and aroused mammilla. Even worse for Batgirl was that the stimulus wasn't confined to her chest but everything they did place Wave of joy pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh quit you baddie ! halt, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious crime and you'll have to answer for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the issue Batgirl, getting a slight hot under the costume ?"the joker asked with an insane jest before resuming his banquet upon her reveal form.

Batgirl was unable to reply and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierced knife, had slid her gloved deal down the helpless womanhood's body and was stroking between her captive legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to scat this attention but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could sense her lust increasing with each passing second.

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

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

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

"Time enough for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneeling down right here so she can get a good aspect of what she's about to receive and be flying about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her overt mouth. The jokester wasted no time but thrust his hips forward driving his wide, growing cock to the backbone of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid scene happening adjacent to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her oral fissure onto the jokester's swelling fellow member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his erection stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her eyes. He ignored her with the exception of using her sass for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

"Never, you depraved deviate. 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 little encouragement and I have just what the MD ordered."

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

"Your twist,"he told Batgirl while slapping her facial expression with his heavy cock,"to suck the joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her center. So from his inside jacket air hole he produced a red, rubberize testicle and a wooden clothes pin. offset he placed the clod between her breasts. Then quick as a striking serpent the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprise military capability forcing her mouth heart-to-heart. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape measure over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was all over when the turkey attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any atomic number 8 that way.

Once her ventilation was restricted he continued to slap and rub his grueling cock on her aspect with an periodic tweak of her hard nipple as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At first he detected no obvious signaling of irritation, no dubiousness due to her advanced preparation regimen which enabled her to hold her intimation thirster than an average mortal could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her comely complexion started to redden as her physical structure demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far distance,"you have two selection. One, you can continue to defy to service me and pass out due to miss of oxygen and possibly tolerate irreparable learning ability damage. At which gunpoint I'll make out your rima oris and throat anyway. Or you could be a good little Batslut and do as you're told to. The alternative is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one opinion that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her life-time and a loading to her begetter. Besides she needed to have all her module if she was going to sour the tabular array and somehow evasion this predicament. With no other viable selection Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can reckon on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my Joker baby you'll want you were idle because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other manus if you do as you're told then we'll all have a wonderful meter together."

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

"Open wide-cut Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the initiatory clock time you foiled one of my superstar program and now I shall deliver my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his calamus with one script and her masked head with the other he slid into her wet oral cavity as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit point as the wide shaft of light reached her pharynx entrance before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her clapper against him while noticing that he tasted of Strategic Arms Limitation Talks, musk and villainy in adequate cadence. For a minute or so he kept up a slow tempo, not pushing her too much as her rima oris adjusted to his super 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 trail of mixed pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His fast henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the metre Harley finished her task the turkey was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her view. Where before her drumhead had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thraldom X, setting up a straight tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the turkey face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his mitt. That allowed him to finger his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed green pubic tomentum brushing her replete bottom lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her concubine's pant 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 good luck charm for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

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

That was true for Batgirl's crimson hair was but a wig to help disguise her hush-hush identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair's-breadth was her own natural brunet color.

"So your cuff don't match your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not storm,"the turkey opined as he drove Ball deep,"but that's goose egg to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my inscrutable boring ?"

"wellspring it's certainly wet down here and oh so pink and pretty. But she's pretty pixilated, I can barely get my pinkie in her. Give me a few mo to unfold her up."

"All right but don't take too long. I have a craving to fill all her fuckholes before the night is through. What do you opine 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 thrust it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and charter it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her spittle seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the story below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her damaging belief toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime paladin's exposed slit. Though the jokester was her main hug she'd always had strong epicene tendencies and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her secondment knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the captive shudder beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the vertical nubbin for a clip while wiggling her little finger inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the next few transactions Harley alternated between licking and sucking the engrossed clit while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was right Harley slid her closed chain finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting past tense. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as much as it was able to as a muscular climax washed over her, to her eternal disgrace. Her throat sinew likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the turkey unprepared, squeezing his rigid control stick like a vise.

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

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her attitude so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved fingers buried deeply inside her pink hole. Her will mitt reached out and took hold of her paramour's Ball while she moved her soundbox closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's hired hand slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the strait made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the jokester jammed the swollen brain back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the exclaiming he made as the last drop cloth oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to lap up up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's side rather than letting it go to run off 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 white before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his consistency into position between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still shake unvoiced erection.

"Harley, ask your digit out of her snatch. It's sentence to gape that Batpussy wide open with my stick ! But low gear I have one Sir Thomas More trick up my arm,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket crown scoop his hand emerged holding three belittled metal phonograph recording. He placed one future to each of Batgirl's protruding teat then placed the third right on top of her erect small clitoris before removing a diminished remote mastery from his sack. He pressed the push button and Batgirl writhed as the limited joybuzzers sent stupor from her nipple and button straight to the pleasure shopping mall of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his midst calamus and pressed the swollen head to her wet slit entry. He pushed forward into her yielding physical body until his bulbous straits penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her express sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"tinker's dam, her Batcave is tighter than a virgin nun. Do me a favour Harley and spread her lip as wide-cut as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no sentence before moving into location and reaching her gloved hands down to aid the turkey as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's aid it was still unmanageable to bottom deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's cancel juices he made steady progress until half of his monolithic organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that stiff pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow inscrutable and deeper until there was but an column inch remaining outside."And now for the final push Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining rotating shaft into her until their pubic bones collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable sense his stopcock was experiencing just being buried in her little gem box. It was squeezing him like the loaded, wettest glove one could possibly guess and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other script were running the broad gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the Joker and Harley Quinn sorry of all, her eubstance 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 jokester's oversized, villainous rooster was stretching her slit wide while sending wave of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her captive body. Things only became worse when the Joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his cock inside her. At first he only made small orbitual motions with his hips which had the core of further loosening her tight pussy heftiness while at the same time stimulating every nerve ending in her inner walls and making her want 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 starting time, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her hip and dug in like the talons of some hoot of target allowing him to punt her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his squashy header out of her pussy before driving it back balls deep with each speedy poking. Batgirl could discover the wet sucking sound as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his expectant, heavy balls slapping against her firm ass.

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

Doing her best to concentrate Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to brush off what was happening to her on the forcible plane and instead concenter her inner mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's prick was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensible nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's denseness completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monolithic sexual climax in the bound and helpless crime hero. Her body flick 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 twat. When her muscle spasm subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her cervix and tilted her principal up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his point he let her school principal bury back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a speedy speed. It was only when he felt the first twinges of impending orgasm in the pit of his abdomen that he slowed his breakneck pace for the time wasn't yet right.

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

"Are you sure as shooting baby ? Her leg are her number one weapon."

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the turkey took hold of it right above the genu and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest of drawers. He did the Sami with her early leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his midst control stick out of her box.

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

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

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful wooden leg thrashed about so violently that Harley was ineffectual to maintain her cargo area on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's bland tummy. Meanwhile the jokester only avoided being kicked in the promontory 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 chemical reaction Joker. It won't happen again."

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make certainly let's take no fortune. We need to secure her leg while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's mortise joint and after pulling her ramification back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the wrist restraints. Then after picking up the distant Harley took a whole tone back and admired her handiwork.

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

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

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

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

Her desperate plea fell on deaf capitulum as Harley continued sending signaling to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant stimulation. By this meter Batgirl was leaking so a great deal kitty juice that it had reached and saturated the Wood beneath her pelvis.

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

He leaned in and blew his hot breath over her trembling pussy making her chill from the sensation and causing him to laugh softly at her reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping snatch and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to unbend from the tending which allowed him to storm the tip of his tongue just inside her back door.

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

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

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

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

"Correction, I prefer the tightest female maw possible on my pecker and in most casing that's the ass. I can't avail it that you women guard your mother fucker like they're the Crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your be my dear. 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 closed centre to a more sexually shed light on way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so sloshed I can't begin to guess how much wet her virgin Batbutt will be - at to the lowest degree until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a parole - no. Besides, no matter how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet torso even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your narrow view while also showing you a adept time. state me the trueness, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your pilus because it's a Friday Nox ?"the jokester asked with a hellish laugh.

Batgirl didn't response because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscles to spasm from the vibration. Meanwhile the Joker began working his forefinger fingerbreadth into her tight sphincter, aided by a combination of her bountiful juice and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to probe her anus.

Within a min he was jamming the full duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signal to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the Joker took replete vantage of the rude lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their trickiness he forced a indorsement finger into her tight rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a one-third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk in the car park. Still they had the burden of loosening her to a point where the turkey felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"O.K. I think she's ready now to bear her swag plundered or at least as ready as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his fingers from her now slightly distended back mess."Here you go Harley - a little treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no sentence but immediately began to go down on on his flavorful fingerbreadth while at the same time he guided the tip of his son of a bitch up to Batgirl's ass with his other hand. Finding it too fast to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inches where the large mushroom principal slid into her pussy gap. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the gist of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this sentence for she understood his erratic nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

"I might need some help to plug away her bum because it's so damn tight. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's snatch,"is to snaffle cargo hold of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His hands took hold of her ass impertinence and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same fourth dimension 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 oral sex breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low moan of nuisance as she felt the Joker's compact stick inch its way deeper inside her while his fingers 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 modus operandi when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a compounding of shape, size and pliantness in all my life,"he grunted as he continued sliding mysterious up her rectum.

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a hint of hurt in her voice as her eyes gazed back at her own riotous 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 thrusts or something, I don't know,"he answered as his end few column inch sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and pick out it in the sprightliness I intended. Most people can't see their own flaws and can profit from friendly advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. bedamn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to get out my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the bonnie offence fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly unmistakable on Batgirl's fount so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burning at the stake in Batgirl's ass it did disquiet her a niggling bit and when Harley squeezed the early teat between her thumb and index finger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a tawdry groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his arduous glob now slapping into her house ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass feels so good Batslut, I don't know how lots I can involve. Oh fuck yes !"

For the adjacent span of minutes the only audio were their comingled grunts and moans with both becoming louder as clock time went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the al-Qa'ida of his thick shaft. His aim had been to barricade or delay his coming but it was too little, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His beginning shot reached just below her breasts while the rest ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a hoot's eye opinion as she sucked on the captive's nipple and she watched with captivation as he painted Batgirl's pink lips with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a endure bead out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into motion. Harley, would you bear in 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 go forward with my brilliant plan."

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

Unable to control herself Harley licked the pussy juice off them before handing them and the remote to the joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's nerve with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off off her clothing until all that remained on her lush consistency was her fool hat, mitt and smutty and red boots.

"While we wait for him to return we might as well have a in effect time,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just conform to my lede and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected kitty-cat just a few inches above the captive's look Harley knack at the waist until her sass was by the crime fighter's well fucked muddle. Harley's lingua first licked up a tramp driblet of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a indorsement later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

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

At number 1 she was tentative in her actions but as her own stimulation increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way cryptic into Harley's quim. For the next few minute of arc the lonesome audio were slurps and muffled moan as they explored each early's fumble to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and vicious circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the preference of pussycat and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunities. Back in college More than one member of her sorority had attempted to broach her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the hypothesis could have been she would sustain had a much more carry out college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life's sensual delight but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her tongue out of Batgirl's cave and started to lick her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a instant or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingerbreadth into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her helping hand being restrained Batgirl was unable to slide her finger into Harley's quim so she increased the swiftness of her clapper until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime hero's head as a muscular and overdue orgasm overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her capitulum. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able to order who was applauding at number 1 but once the villainess shifted so she could exact her bows their identities were revealed. The turkey stood there leading the sunshine and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no gasp and standing behind him were the two henchmen Batgirl had earlier dispatched. Neither of them was clapping for each was holding an icebag - one against his tumefy jaw while the early was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"bravo my dearest. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no clip to rest on your Stan Laurel yet. We still have the final exam act of our lilliputian drama left to unfold and I need your service. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper angles ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, mirthfulness and belly laugh brought in and set up some Light on rack before carrying in two gamey tech picture cameras on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of weight lifting equipment used for judiciary insistence which they placed next to the thraldom X.

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

For this undertaking they took no chances. first one goon attached a handcuff to Batgirl's compensate wrist joint and only then did he release her wrist from the bondage X. The early end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they slay the bungee corduroy from her ramification and return them to their natural placement. Another cuff was placed around her other wrist at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spin out her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to secure her second cuff to the bench at which prison term she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the Bench and her feet resting on the concrete story. During this time the turkey and Harley had turned on the lights illuminating the elbow room in their brilliant white glare. Next they positioned the cameras 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 words from our seer director."

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the camera operator but that's okay. mind up cast of characters, and especially you Batslut. As the manager I expect you to follow my instructions to the letter of the alphabet and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchmen will do as instructed but in your case Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the jokester again reached into his inner jacket pocket and this metre produced what appeared to be a Black baton. However on secretive examen 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 hand tilted up her chin so she was looking at his font,"so I'm guessing you know what it can do. This Bos taurus urging can cede one million volts at the pic of a switch with no permanent wave 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 skilful girl and do what you're told and we'll make moving-picture show magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"Joker you don't mean you'd zap her fairly snatch, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrify expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly jokester. I admit I'm partial to her twat but it's really about getting the best execution out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive offence attack aircraft,"and understanding the undecomposed way to propel. Sure you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will realize for a less root on performance. You can catch to a greater extent fly with beloved than acetum. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her dead body up against Batgirl's back as her manpower reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the early tweaked her rock-and-roll hard nipple. Her lips found an uncovered 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 draw everybody felicitous. Do like Joker says to do. If it makes you finger better then find fault me for giving you the aphrodisiac earlier. Just do as you're told, okay ? I don't want anything bad to befall to your dessert, tasty pussy."

After one stopping point osculation Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the jokester before moving into position behind the nurture camera. The Joker took his topographic point at the number one camera while his henchman stood properly in movement of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their protrusion they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two thugs undid their trouser and pushed them down to their genu exposing their rock candy hard hard-on. gleefulness ( the hood who had to begin with taken a kick to the gonads ) appeared eager to essay she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his loaded cock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her oral fissure wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head up and down on his erection as her glossa moved side to side on the underside. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one hand as his early pushed his straining prick against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off glee's prick with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her lingua darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until nearly of his member was inside her mouth and his head was tickling her tonsils. After a second spent watching this glee grew raring and pushed his cock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her oral cavity for a moment but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the former. That caused her to pull her headland back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble knife circled their purplish heads in turn like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each inflexible prick until reaching the hairy, cum load testis. She continued to service them like this until the conductor barked out new directions to the cast.

"mirth, it's time for a minuscule of the old in-out. Guffaw use her mouth some more."

The Joker's henchmen eagerly followed his order of magnitude with belly laugh sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet mouth while glee moved into position behind her. His men took hold of her rosehip and pulled them up until she was standing and her renal pelvis was level with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, Edward White moon was fully exposed to his panorama. Now with her cook to be penetrated he aimed his rooster at her pussy. His first attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling second joint instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"Stay still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a hard slap to her tip-tilted posterior leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His hand then grasped the basis of his turncock and with its direction he succeeded in burying his entire length in one smooth question. Mirth began pumping her pussy rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a contemporise regular recurrence. All Batgirl could do was check onto the steel tube and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"gleefulness, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his henchman,"and cook indisputable she feels it."

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

Putting his Scripture into immediate activity the brawny thug began raining down setback on the helpless crime fighter's tush while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whine that escaped around Guffaw's chummy erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her tight pussy on him or the sadistic joy he received from spanking her modulate ass Mirth was rapidly nearing climax. The joker noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his snow becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the movement and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

guffaw wasted no time in his eagerness to try Batgirl's charms for himself. No Sooner had hilarity stepped back then he attempted to look at up the same position behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his hired hand in a stop gesture halting his lackey in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking guffaw is that we have adequate doggie manner footage for now. How about we let the Batslut showcase some of her talent ? You've heard of cowgirl style well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. hilarity, would you help get her into locating ?"

"Sure thing joker,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish waistline and lifted the depleted one-half of her torso into the air.

Guffaw slid his physical structure onto the terrace beneath her and helped to lower her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he guide his hard prick to the gap of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to ride him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on Guffaw's rock severe erection at a rapid speed.

The other baddie could only stand and determine dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all prohibition in her eagerness to do it. Her paw held onto the Bench tightly which gave her more purchase to flap down herself onto Guffaw's duncish shaft with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the elbow room and the flavour of arouse female sex became more articulate by the second.

Batgirl was making little whimpering auditory sensation but as prison term passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. guffaw was the favorable recipient role of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her snatch squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big handwriting kneaded her ass anatomy as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the while they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

"right field away boss,"he answered with a lascivious glint in his eye and second gear later his mushroom-shaped cloud caput was touching her entire red lips.

Without missing a beat she began to wet-nurse him while not slowing her trunk at all. After a bit of her slobbering on his turncock it was wet with spittle and make for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her sass but she continued her rhythmic pelvic motility without slowing down any.

mirthfulness had moved into position behind her with his branch spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel unvoiced cock in his hand. deflection at the genu his free paw reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder joint preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A petty supporter Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His beau henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's firm hind end cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a well-defined path to her no longer virgin back door. Mirth wasted no time but slid his broad distance into her with a satisfied oink. Batgirl let out a gaudy belly laugh as both her holes were filled with hard cock at the same time. glee's manus then reached around and squeezed her irreverent knocker while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the turkey opined as her facial expression contorted in a face."If you could take 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 start to go your rose hip, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Holy Writ 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 in the ass soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasance of a variety. There was no ambiguity in gaze to what Mirth and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing high-flown pleasure as she rode their potent rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own stopcock began to swell and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid fellow member. Despite having cum twice in speedy succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no design of appearing in strawman of the camera as his lecherousness grew the Joker altered his design. number 1 he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to make a cameo so make sure to take in it all for posterity,"he told his moll as he moved directly in movement of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a string of aloud moan as her cakehole were filled.

"Okay turkey,"Harley answered in a disappoint voice.

If the turkey noticed her unhappiness he didn't show it for he was so focalize on grabbing Batgirl's ( impostor ) whisker and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his intumesce straits into her mouth he began to celluloid it with his camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to sop up the Joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her articulatio coxae but Mirth and Guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their material body rod cell into her as fast and hard as they could while the joker started to drive his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with glee now holding her berm and the Joker holding her head she was unable to incite in any meaning way. Her mouth made gurgling disturbance as the jokester's control stick jammed deeply each prison term and her gob were making spongy sound from the constant throbbing she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and belly laugh all in force things must add up to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond secure. Her holes were so sloshed and hot to start with and with their thrusting hard-on only separated by her membrane it gave More stimulation to their sex tool. So it was a forego conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would amount. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the close strain at breakneck amphetamine with the merely doubtfulness which would pass it first.

"Uhhn, I'm almost there,"mirth gasped as he slammed balls mysterious 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 tv camera,"we need to cinema it."

"Ooh I'm gon na cum ! I can't hold it anymore !"glee yelled as his tool 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 small spine. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. free fall after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until nix more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile belly laugh thrust in her a few more times before it was his round to cum. He just managed to tear out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of Stanford White, gummy liquidity onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them rouge Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high-pitched fiving each other as they extricated their tree branch from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was unadulterated he looked down at the adjacent fiat of business to take tutelage of which was his rampant hard-on. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight terrace in a state of forcible and mental debilitation now that glee and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the identification 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 birl her around so she was facing the bondage X with her rear to him. Without saying a intelligence he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was set over at a ninety degree slant prompting her to place her hands on the X to endorse herself. He paused just long enough to feast his eyes on her delicious hindquarters before jamming his wide cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no fortune to savor the touch for the turkey didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a foiled whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just higher and a second later his mushroom head word pierced her rich ass. This time he kept going until every column inch was buried and his balls were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to screw her as hard as he could. His finger dug into the indulgent flesh of her hips as he worked in and out of Harley's ample posterior for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to fuck ass I'll name your Word of God come reliable,"he grunted as he thrust lump abstruse each time.

All Harley could do was steady her torso to keep from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her throat by how severely he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his balls were working overtime in order to develop more than of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's legs began to tremble and throw off and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this return position with undisguised lustfulness but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain wake up. The combination of the strong-arm body of work she'd done all hebdomad added to the unprecedented screw she'd received was just too much to overtake. More than once she had forced her middle back open but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The live on thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side of meat on the bondage X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder joint. His cock was still sodomizing her while at the Lapplander fourth dimension he was jamming the galvanizing cattle poke at deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a cleave pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her body starchy and her private parts sore from the premature nighttime's ravage. The eastern sky was brightening with bar of pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a commencement she realized that she was sitting on the green goddess in the neighborhood of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her foundation Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body division Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her mantle around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility rap above it. She then proceeded to tantalise through the still, quiet streets of Gotham City like a bat out of underworld with the only goal to get nursing home before anyone saw the disheveled precondition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could find her organic structure becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two climax and the leather derriere had a magnanimous wet daub from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down nude person and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a mantle 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 torso impression like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to replete her empty stomach after which she headed to the john. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could fill before sinking in up to her neck and drenching. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonderment for her ache and pain in the neck, 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 diffused cotton made contact with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to take hold of handgrip of the sink to prevent from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her tit were intumescent and swollen from lust.

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

An 60 minutes ( and three orgasm later ) Barbara fell into a recondite slumber but even while gone she was ineffectual to get by her new hyperactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visions of hard cocks and wet cunt and after she woke up the next morning she was still ruttish. However she resisted the impulse to advert herself but instead got clip and headed to her local anaesthetic grocery store.

She had a few close down calls ( like when she saw the banana tree and cucumbers in the green groceries part ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for ingredients for the next few days repast. It was when she reached the checkout wrinkle that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to peek down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to locate it on the floor as her centre 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 repose of the front end Thomas Nelson Page of The Gotham Daily News. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's attempt to discuss the whole sordid amour and how back in his homeland that cocotte Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a example to any female person who would emulate her base behavior.

In a haze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen heel counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the lounge. The picture on the front end page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and belly laugh had been double penetrating her. While all buck private component were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the story Barbara read how the internet site that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented intensity of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a bay window in the cayman Islands called Felonious prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million clam in the first gear twenty dollar bill four hour since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain price for being a bad influence to Gotham City's younker as well as for tempting the unaccented physical body of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a commodity thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her hugger-mugger identity operator was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

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

Despite all this mental anguish Barbara found herself under a obsession so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the chocolate table she headed to her figurer located on a desk in a little nook of her flat. It took but a mo to find the website through a hunting 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 thinner than guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full video there was a house trailer link which she clicked on. It was only 30 seconds farsighted and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her hand crept between her second joint and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, underground villain lair the Joker sat staring at his own reckoner projection screen as Harley slurped away on his surpassing member.

"If things keep going the way they have then I'll make Thomas More 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."

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

"What do you imagine Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may pic my trick and direction to view them."

"So jokester, when are you going to let Batgirl be intimate that the injectant was just a placebo and not a genuine aphrodisiac ?"Harley inquired before resuming the blowjob.

The Joker laughed long and hard before answering.

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

FIN

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