The turkey's On Batgirl

INTRODUCTION : Attention - this work of fable contains scenes of funny book force, super nefarious rape and bad wordplay. It is not a"good blank space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to confab the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your taste, I wouldn't want to lose sleep badgering you might call for therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to interpret, delight my take on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Putting the ice of Milk down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the window to control what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, Nox sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham City and assistant was needed but she also knew something the police didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few twenty-four hours earlier when both she and the crest crusader had attended an result to encourage the youth of Gotham City to go more physically active voice and he'd confided in her that he needed to locomote to a jurist conference meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with law-breaking being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham urban center. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the sole masked offense fighter aircraft around she thought as she headed to her chamber. Fifteen moment later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the window of her earth flooring apartment into the dorsum alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby rented service department she rode a short space to where she found a uncommon working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar spokesperson 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 ?"

"fountainhead I couldn't help but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my service of process to Gotham City."

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

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist attitudes toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head word bibliothec at Gotham City's principal offset and why he had reservation about adult female offence fighters, including distaff constabulary officers. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department insurance had been changed allowing female person officer to work the streets instead of being cooped up inside station theatre doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her sire's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to retire early and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference plane section and the attractive Loretta Young char had spent the past tense few days moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her spinal column, arms and shoulders ached from the thousands of lb she had toted and her low-toned half was fatigued from the 100 of trips she had made up and down the ravel to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham urban center you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my ameliorate legal opinion but I don't experience this can wait the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a come to 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 sanctuary ?"

"That's what we all believed until this report card came in. I made the Call to the asylum myself and was informed that the jokester had been there until lights out but sometime after that he disappeared. They have been conducting a thoroughgoing search of the yard trying to find and re-capture him and hadn't released the data in order to avoid causing an unnecessary terror but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's tremendous Commissioner but I'll do my best to locate him before he goes into hiding or defective 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 help. foreman O'Hara and I will be here all Nox and we have a exceptional task force assembled quick to respond at a second's notice."

Fat prospect of that she thought to herself as she hung up the earpiece. If Gotham's finest were up to the chore of capturing the joker then there would be no pauperization to muster up a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle routine crimes like burglary and wrinkle snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capabilities. What she had to do was forget her own nagging ache and pains and become a tireless law-breaking fighting machine until the menace to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her bike roared to living when her high heeled bang hit the kick fledgeling and a moment later she was cruising along the mingy streets of Gotham searching for her target. A thoroughgoing search of Anthony Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the reservoir but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the turkey than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Jackie Robinson Park before calling it a Night and resuming her lookup early the next day. She had covered the majority of the Mungo Park when her sharp pinna 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 hassle her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

coming to a stop she killed the engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of Tree on her left position. Leaving the Batcycle by the English of the way she sprinted in the focusing of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clarification beyond where a shocking scene greeted her. Two hefty goon were dragging a Loretta Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby car park bench and from the torn and disheveled nation of her wear it seemed clear what their evil intentions 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.

"hilarity, it's Batgirl, let's exact a pulverisation,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a frightened tone.

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

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

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the second shepherd's crook arrived throwing a gaga Sunday punch which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing bang to his groin which dropped him in his data track, his face turning as white as a sheet. Just then the first assailant returned from hindquarters and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe grade 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 infantry. She drove her high up heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of painful sensation as well as his grip laxation about her lithesome midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her shank while at the same time swinging her cubitus back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second gear such blow for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to clear his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no sentence but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his helping hand in an attempt to block her onset Batgirl pivoted and delivered a devastating roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the sod with a thud, allowing her to catch her intimation for the moment. Batgirl next turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The womanhood seemed unhurt and was sitting on the judiciary watching everything unfold with an enigmatic expression on her pretty face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in causa there are More punk lurking about. I don't get it on how many to a greater extent I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these twist appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the malefactor honcho now ?

"wellspring thank you for your help. It was very weather of you coming to my aid. What's the world coming to when a lady can't film a stroll in Gotham City on a alright summer Night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, Joseph Black miniskirt down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

"Come on Miss, no prison term 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 parking lot for any blot out danger.

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

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

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

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going numb as Harley Quinn pulled detached of her and sent another cloud of White person detritus straight toward the caped crime fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the washy effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two couplet of stage and shoes approach. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and ignominious stocking clad legs of Harley while the early was a bombastic pair of blackness and ovalbumin men's wingtip shoe and purple attire slump.

The beginning matter Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing bother in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a present moment the light was removed but the bother persisted and she could now get word the grumbling of phonation above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation plenty to force her optic open, though once she had component of her like she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete paries. Standing above her to the right field was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the bristly shank of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar nigrify and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat tire on her backbone. Turning her head as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a boastfully, 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 smiling 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 rove with the punches so I've already adjusted my programme to reflect the new world. What fatal entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy botch won't work with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less deadly but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

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

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

Her paw emerged holding a syringe and a belittled vial of clear liquid state. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic beverage wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her hood and cape then aimed the needle there.

"Don't vexation, this is just to forestall the effects of the knockout pulverisation honey. No pauperization to panic, it will take away your head ache,"she told the captive as the phonograph needle pierced Batgirl's smoothen, unflawed skin.

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

"The second injection was just a meek muscle relaxant to better organize you for what's about to materialise Batgirl but this last-place one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a exceptional formula I've developed to turn even the most keep down, glacial, sex hating woman into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the goad but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the sharp metal pierced her tender flesh and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your boobs seem to be outstanding. I can't time lag 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 willing or not. To tell the truth,"he said with his voice becoming a husky whisper,"I kind of prefer it if you're not willing, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate joke. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor sharp-worded scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the stuff around Batgirl's aright breast. Once the round was everlasting he did the same with the leftfield breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the fabric away exposing her considerable charms.

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

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

"wellspring then let's not neutralise any more time."

Without another word the criminal duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a white meat and going to mold. The joker was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink tit and pale breast flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile tongue to excite the sensible nub but the results were the same, two erect and aroused nipples. Even risky for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her knocker but everything they did sent waves of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! closure, 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 subject Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the joker asked with an insane joke before resuming his feast upon her uncover flesh.

Batgirl was unable to serve and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her pierced tongue, had slid her gloved deal down the incapacitated charwoman's body and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to scarper this care but due to her bound condition she was stillborn and could feel her lust increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the point she couldn't take anymore without exploding the Joker pulled his oral fissure from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his pants with an iniquity smile on his particoloured face.

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

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

"clock time enough for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneel down right here so she can get a good facial expression of what she's about to pick up and be spry about it."

Without saying another Scripture Harley knelt before her mentor and took his quickly hardening rooster in her hand and brought it to her open mouth. The jokester wasted no time but push up his hips forward driving his wide, growing cock to the cover of her sassing. He then grabbed Batgirl by her forefront and twisted it so she was forced to gaze at the flyblown scene happening adjacent to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her oral cavity onto the Joker's swelling appendage, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his hard-on stiffened she angled her drumhead so that she could deep pharynx it while staring up at him with idolization in her eyes. He ignored her with the exclusion of using her mouth for his stress 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 buddy-buddy cock as it fills your throat to its terminal point,"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 picayune encouragement and I have just what the doctor ordered."

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

"Your turn,"he told Batgirl while slapping her aspect with his overweight cock,"to imbibe the joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her middle. So from his inside jacket crown air hole he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothespin. number one he placed the ball between her tit. Then quick as a striking snake the Joker grabbed and squeezed her face with surprising strength forcing her mouth open. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a piece of surgical tape over her mouth, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was double-dyed when the turkey attached the clothes peg to her nose preventing her from getting any O that way.

Once her breathing was restricted he continued to slap and rub his concentrated cock on her face with an occasional tweak of her hard mamilla as his narrowed eyes studied her facial expression. At number one he detected no obvious mark of soreness, no doubt due to her advanced breeding regimen which enabled her to hold back her breath yearner than an average person could, but as time went on this changed. Her eye began to flash about wildly and her bonnie complexion started to flush as her physical structure demanded O 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 reject to service me and decease out due to miss of O and possibly hurt irreparable brain equipment casualty. At which point I'll have it off your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a safe trivial Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting unmanageable for her to contract but the one opinion that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the repose of her life and a burden to her Father. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to change state the tabular array and somehow escape this predicament. With no other viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can count on that Batcunt. If you even bruise one pubic hair of my Joker sister you'll wish you were dead because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other bridge player if you do as you're told then we'll all have a wonderful prison term together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took with child gulps of air into her lungs as she recovered her green goddess but she wasn't given much fourth dimension before the jokester again pressed his prominent cockhead to her parted lips.

"open air wide Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the world-class time you foiled one of my genius programme and now I shall get my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his shaft with one hand and her cloak head with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limitation as the encompassing shot reached her throat entrance before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of table salt, musk and villainy in equal measure. For a minute or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too much as her rima oris adjusted to his super cinch but there was only so long he could observe his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her lip 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 loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the knickers down and off before carefully folding them at the wrinkle. By the time Harley finished her project the turkey was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her lieu. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a heterosexual person tunnel from sass to throat and allowing him to jam the whole supererogatory -long distance inside her.

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

Batgirl had little option but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the jokester face fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hired hand. That allowed him to palpate his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed immature pubic hairsbreadth brushing her full 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 slug since removing her courtesan's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the textile along Batgirl's waist right below her utility bang. She then proceeded to cut downward before going up until she had cut out and removed a trilateral in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly magical spell for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

"Ooh, aspect Jokey. Batgirl must be a bit wanton ‘ causa she's going commando and checker this out. Her loins don't match her head."

That was truthful for Batgirl's ruby-red hair was but a wig to serve mask her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunette color.

"So your turnup don't oppose your cowling, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the jokester opined as he drove balls thick,"but that's nothing to be ashamed about. And now a question for you Harley, is her lilliputian Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep boring ?"

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

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

It's unlikely that she would experience answered even if able-bodied to but with his big cock driving late into her throat with every knife thrust it was impossible. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small-scale puddle.

Now despite her veto feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the criminal offence fighter's exposed pussy. Though the jokester was her chief squeeze she'd always had unassailable bisexual inclination and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't time lag to try her pink.

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

When she felt the metre was right Harley slid her tintinnabulation finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of feminine fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained body also bucked as very much as it was able to as a powerful orgasm washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his set control stick like a vise.

"Oh piece of ass, you little Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A little help delight,"he gasped when he felt his clump tighten with that old fellow feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no longer licking Batgirl though she did hold her gloved fingers buried deep inside her pink yap. Her left-hand manus reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her body closer to his. Once the Joker pulled out of Batgirl's mouth Harley's hand slid up his shaft and began to stroke it rapidly as it spewed cum.

Splat ! was the sound made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a glob landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the well up head back into her oral cavity. Aaah ! was the ecphonesis he made as the shoemaker's last driblet oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

Unable to curb herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's nerve rather than letting it go to rot until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his prick and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her oral sex before moving his torso into attitude between Batgirl's bound legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

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

Reaching into his crown pouch his hand emerged holding three small metal disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipples then placed the third right on top of her erect niggling clitoris before removing a small remote control from his pocket. He pressed the release and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent daze from her nipples and button straight to the delight shopping mall of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his midst shaft and pressed the well head to her wet slit entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his protuberant fountainhead penetrated her womanly bend then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her restrain intimate experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"tinker's dam, her Batcave is tighter than a virginal nun. Do me a party favor Harley and spread her lips as full as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to assist the joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's assistant it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her assistance and Batgirl's natural juices he made firm progress until half of his monolithic electric organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, afford up that tight pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deeper and deeper until there was but an inch remaining outside."And now for the terminal push button Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic os collided. For a mo afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable champion his turncock was experiencing just being buried in her little treasure box. It was squeezing him like the fuddled, smashed glove one could possibly opine and he was loath to do anything to modify that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the Joker and Harley Quinn worst of all, her eubstance was responding in ways she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could hold 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 putz was stretching her pussy wide while sending Wave of ineffable pleasure radiating across her captive soundbox. Things only became worse when the turkey got tired of remaining still and began to locomote his cock inside her. At first he only made small-scale circular question with his hips which had the effect of farther loosening her tight pussy muscles 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 unbending stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger's breadth seized her hip and dug in like the talons of some bird of quarry allowing him to pound her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her kitty-cat before driving it back balls deep with each speedy poke. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking speech sound as her plume purulent greedily swallowed his surpassing appendage as well as his large, labored balls slapping against her firm ass.

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

Doing her Charles Herbert Best to concentrate Batgirl closed her eyes and tried to neglect what was happening to her on the forcible plane and instead centre her inner mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's tool was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote mastery sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's denseness completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to spark off another massive climax in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her body jerked and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out groan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink kitty-cat. When her spasms subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the rear of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his compass point he let her head settle back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid speed. It was only when he felt the first stab of impending coming in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck pace for the time wasn't yet flop.

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

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the joker took time lag of it right above the genu and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. He did the same with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick joystick out of her box.

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

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

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

"You bet Joker child,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a indorse 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 hefty ramification thrashed about so violently that Harley was unable to keep up her handgrip on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's flat stomach. Meanwhile the Joker only avoided being kicked in the head by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

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

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make indisputable let's take no chances. We need to assure her legs 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 electric cord and in no time she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's mortise joint and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the carpus simpleness. Then after picking up the remote Harley took a step back and admired her handiwork.

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

"Very prissy 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 summarize testing her limits,"he replied while making a triggering motion with his finger.

"My delight turkey baby or is it Batgirl's pleasure,"Harley said while giggling at her own pun and a s later she pressed the remote button.

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

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

"Now let's see if you can handle what I have in computer storage for you future Batslut. You might not understand it but I've only been toying with you so far. From here on in the kid gloves are off,"the turkey informed her with a leer.

He leaned in and blew his hot breath over her trembling pussy making her quiver from the sensation and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the Joker's knife began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered John Brown hole. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to loose from the attention which allowed him to force the tip of his tongue just inside her spine door.

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

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

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

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

"Correction, I prefer the tightest female hole potential on my cock and in nigh cases that's the ass. I can't assistance it that you women ward your assholes like they're the crown jewels."

"wellspring not all of us do. Some of us are all access granted."

"Not many are your adequate my dear. You truly are the exception. On the former hand sometimes it's nice to fuck pent-up little beef like Batslut for a change to open their unsympathetic eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of spirit. Besides since her Batcunt was so slopped I can't begin to think how a lot slopped her virgin Batbutt will be - at least 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 Son - no. Besides, no thing how a good deal I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your sweet body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to widen your pin down horizons while also showing you a good time. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your pilus because it's a Friday nighttime ?"the turkey asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't answer because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscular tissue to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index finger into her tight sphincter, aided by a combining of her plentiful juice and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her Virgin ass and began to poke into her anus.

Within a bit he was jamming the replete length all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signals to her overstimulated kitty-cat. Meanwhile the Joker took replete advantage of the rude lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his fingers with her abundant juice until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their shiftiness he forced a second finger into her fast rectum and after a mo of ass frigging he jammed in a third. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk of life in the park. Still they had the effect of loosening her to a point where the joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"okey I think she's quick now to have her prize plundered or at to the lowest degree as set as she'll ever be,"the turkey exclaimed as he withdrew his fingerbreadth from her now slightly distended back hole."Here you go Harley - a niggling goody,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no metre but immediately began to suck in on his flavorsome fingerbreadth while at the same meter he guided the tip of his tool up to Batgirl's ass with his early hired hand. Finding it too mingy to record he redirected his control stick up a few inches where the large mushroom headway slid into her kitty-cat opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to cake it with her secretion though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his erratic nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

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

His manus took detention of her ass nerve and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same meter Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his coxa forward and with Harley's script keeping his cock steady the magnanimous, mushroom cloud head teacher breached her defence force and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low groan of annoyance as she felt the turkey's thick-skulled joystick column inch its way deeper inside her while his finger's breadth dug into her firm 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 recitation routine when I'm finished using her. I've never felt such a combination of frame, sizing and lissomeness in all my life,"he grunted as he continued sliding thick 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 panties 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 drive or something, I don't know,"he answered as his net few in sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and take it in the purport I intended. to the highest degree citizenry can't see their own defect and can gain from favorable advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. Damn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to give my stopcock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely law-breaking attack aircraft's ass.

The pain sensation this caused was clearly observable on Batgirl's brass so in monastic order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burn in Batgirl's ass it did perturb her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a loud groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his toilsome balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass feel so good Batslut, I don't know how a lot I can take. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next couple of minutes the solely phone were their comingled grunts and moans with both becoming louder as meter went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the bag of his thick jibe. His intention had been to barricade or delay his sexual climax but it was too little, too late.

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

A second later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His first stab reached just below her breasts while the relief ended up on her hip and legs. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the captive's mamilla and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pink back talk with his cream.

"well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a conclusion 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 vivid plan."

"No trouble child, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's purulent one last shock before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to control herself Harley licked the kitty-cat succus off them before handing them and the remote to the Joker right before he departed. Once the Joker left the way 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 lush body was her jester hat, gloves and black and red boots.

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

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected pussy just a few inches above the captive's face Harley set at the waistline until her rima oris was by the crime champion's well fucked holes. Harley's lingua first licked up a stray drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

"Ooh, that's it love. salt lick my cunt good !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless pelvic girdle 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 bass into Harley's quim. For the next few minutes the solitary audio were slurps and muffled groan as they explored each former's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal lot Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the taste of kitty and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on earlier opportunities. dorsum in college more than one member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of hand. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possibilities could have been she would consume had a much more carry through college experience. Still nothing could be done about the preceding but from this spot forward Batgirl decided not to foreswear aliveness's sensual pleasures but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her lingua out of Batgirl's cave and started to drub her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a minute or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her button. Due to her paw being restrained Batgirl was unable to slither her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the pep pill of her tongue until it was a blur. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the crime combatant's fountainhead as a potent and overdue orgasm overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to respond when the phone of clapping and cheering came to her ears. Due to the position of Harley's body she wasn't able-bodied to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her arc their identities were revealed. The turkey stood there leading the sunniness and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no knickers 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 swollen jaw while the other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my lamb. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no prison term to catch one's breath on your laurels yet. We still have the net act of our fiddling play left to unfold and I need your help. Would you bear in mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set matter up while I check for the proper slant ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, gleefulness and Guffaw brought in and set up some lights on pedestal before carrying in two senior high school tech video cameras on tripods. Finally the confederate carried in a bit of weight lifting equipment used for bench presses which they placed next to the thrall X.

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

For this job they took no chances. get-go one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he unloose her carpus from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright living tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee cords from her peg and pass them to their rude lieu. Another handcuff was placed around her former articulatio radiocarpea at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her abdomen down onto the weight bench. It took but a moment to fix her second base cuff to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the bench and her understructure resting on the concrete floor. During this metre the Joker and Harley had turned on the luminosity illuminating the room in their brilliant white glare. Next they positioned the tv camera with one aimed toward the head of the bench and the other toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to bring up that I'm also the manufacturer and the cameraman but that's okay. take heed up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the film director I expect you to follow my program line to the letter and to see to it this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted partner in crime will do as instructed but in your slip Batslut a trivial extra motive may be required and I have just the thing."

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

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the jokester said as his bridge player tilted up her chin so she was looking at his fount,"so I'm shot you know what it can do. This cattle prod can deliver one million volts at the flick of a substitution with no permanent harm done though I'm told it can be quite dreadful. 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 miss and do what you're told and we'll make film magic trick. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very tender places."

"jokester you don't mean you'd zap her moderately pussy, do you ?"Harley asked with a horrified expression.

"Don't tell me you're going subdued on me Harley and siding with our affirm opposition to boot."

"Um, well no, not exactly joker. I admit I'm partial to her snatch but it's really about getting the best performance out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the wrapped offense fighter,"and understanding the proficient way to motivate. Sure you can torture or threaten her into doing this but that will give for a less inspired performance. You can catch more flies with honey than acetum. appropriate me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her eubstance up against Batgirl's back as her helping hand reached around to the front. One began stroking her clit while the other tweaked her rock concentrated pap. Her sass found an uncovered division of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a bit making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one in conclusion buss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the jokester before moving into position behind the buttocks camera. The Joker took his office at the number one camera while his henchman stood mightily in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their private parts and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked cook to go.

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

Right on cue the two strong-armer undid their knickers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock hard erections. mirth ( the hood who had other taken a boot to the sex gland ) appeared eagre to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff pecker toward Batgirl's soft, red sass. For a import she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lustfulness overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouthpiece wide.

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

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

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

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her oral fissure for a moment but she gagged when they became strong-growing, with each trying to go profoundly than the former. That caused her to pull her psyche back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breathing time Batgirl started to solve them, first one then the other. Her nimble tongue circled their purplish foreland in good turn like she was licking a ice lolly before it snaked its way down each rigid ray of light until reaching the hairy, cum ladened ball. She continued to service them like this until the director barked out new counseling to the cast.

"glee, it's clock time for a piffling of the old in-out. belly laugh use her mouth some more."

The turkey's collaborator eagerly followed his orders with belly laugh sliding his severe prick back into her warm, wet mouth while glee moved into situation behind her. His hands took hold of her hip and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic arch was layer with his peter. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her total, Stanford White moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his hammer at her pussy. His first base attempt failed as he thrust forward and his straits slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

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

His hand then grasped the base of his dick and with its counsel he succeeded in burying his full distance in one smooth motion. mirthfulness began pumping her twat rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronized rhythm method. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and need it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"mirthfulness, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the Joker instructed his henchman,"and shit certainly she feels it."

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

Putting his password into quick action the brawny goon began raining down blows on the helpless criminal offence fighter's hindquarters while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only response being the muffled whimpers that escaped around guffaw's duncish erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her taut snatch on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass mirth was rapidly nearing climax. The turkey noticed his collaborator's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his bump becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the suit and therefore acted before it was too late.

"Mirth, 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 often for you then let belly laugh deliver a go at her. And don't headache, I'm still going to let you do what we discussed earlier, you just need to settle down a bit first."

"okey Bos, 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 readiness to sample Batgirl's appealingness for himself. No Sooner had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to have up the Same position behind her. That is until the crook mastermind held up his handwriting in a bar gesture halting his flunky in his tracks.

"What I'm thought Guffaw is that we have enough doggy trend 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 elan. Mirth, would you avail get her into spatial relation ?"

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

belly laugh slid his physical structure onto the workbench beneath her and helped to get down her back down so she was straddling him. No sooner did he guide his hard cock to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvic girdle met his. She let out a pant 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 and roll hard erecting at a rapid speed.

The former baddie could only stick out and watch out dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all forbiddance in her eagerness to hump. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her Thomas More leverage to slam herself onto Guffaw's thick cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of rouse female sex became more label by the second.

Batgirl was making little mewl sounds but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out moans. belly laugh was the lucky recipient role of Batgirl's newly cultivated animal nature as her slit squeezed his ray with every motion. His big manpower kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the patch they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

"mirth, don't just abide there like a slack jawed yokel. Have the Batslut suction you until you're prissy and wet and then you know what."

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

Without missing a beat she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his peter it was wet with spit and ready for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a frustrated suspiration when he pulled out of her oral fissure but she continued her rhythmic pelvic movement without slowing down any.

gleefulness had moved into posture behind her with his leg spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel hard cock in his hired man. Bending at the knee his justify deal reached out and snaffle Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His fellow henchman complied, his bridge player pulling Batgirl's firm stub cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a straighten out path to her no longer Virgo backdoor. glee wasted no clip but slid his good length into her with a satisfied oink. Batgirl let out a loud scream as both her holes were filled with hard cock at the like time. gleefulness's hands then reached around and squeezed her pert breasts while Guffaw kept his hands on her firm buttocks.

"cum on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could study my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a gentle wind. No rebuff to the male child but I'm lots gravid and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and start to run your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his countersign or just that her body adapted to being double penetrated who can say. What was for certain was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the botheration soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to pleasure of a form. There was no ambiguity in esteem to what Mirth and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their strong rods.

Meanwhile as the turkey filmed the threesome his own tool began to tumesce and uprise for watching Batgirl in action at law was reviving his flaccid appendage. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in front of the camera as his lust grew the jokester altered his program. starting time he adjusted the camera to the perfect height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to pull in a cameo so prepare sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his gun moll as he moved directly in front line of a bouncing Batgirl who by this fourth dimension was emitting a twine of loud moan as her trap were filled.

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

If the joker noticed her unhappiness he didn't display it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( bastard ) hair and pulling her head toward his control stick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his tumesce head into her oral fissure he began to flick it with his tv camera phone from above. Having to adulterate her eubstance to sop up the Joker caused Batgirl to discontinue moving her rose hip but mirthfulness and belly laugh took up the slack. They began thrusting their anatomy rod cell into her as fast and hard as they could while the Joker started to motor his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the turkey holding her head she was unable to propel in any significant way. Her mouthpiece made gurgling dissonance as the Joker's control stick jammed cryptic each prison term and her holes were making squishy auditory sensation from the constant hammer she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and Guffaw all good matter must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond good. Her holes were so tight and hot to start with and with their poke erections only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex tools. So it was a foregone conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it sound if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line at breakneck hurrying with the only question which would go through it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even hand it, his cock exploded with a rope of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her scummy back. gleefulness then managed to snap up his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm hind end. drop curtain after drop hit her taut ass with a splat until zippo more remained in Mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile belly laugh thrust in her a few more meter before it was his act to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fount of Edward D. White, pasty liquid state onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them blusher Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted relief. Still she remained disciplined until both thug were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and high fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the motion-picture photography was staring he looked down at the side by side decree of business to have care of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the free weight bench in a state of physical and mental enfeeblement now that Mirth and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the bit two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes jokester,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the berm and spun her around so she was facing the thrall X with her back to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was bent over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to localise her hands on the X to hold up herself. He paused just long enough to junket his eyes on her delectable rump before jamming his widely cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to savor the feeling for the turkey didn't even perforate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just eminent and a second later his mushroom forefront pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every in was buried and his balls were brushing her pussy. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to jazz her as hard as he could. His finger dug into the soft 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 make your Holy Writ come admittedly,"he grunted as he thrust ballock deep each time.

All Harley could do was brace her body to preclude from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to hit her throat by how hard 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 ballock were working overtime in order to produce more than of the creamy egg white 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 submit place with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain come alive. The compounding of the forcible study she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fuck she'd received was just too much to master. More than once she had forced her heart back undetermined but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The finish matter Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side on the bondage X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His cock was still sodomizing her while at the same time he was jamming the electric cows prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a beat pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her organic structure stiff and her secret piece sore from the old night's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with bar of pink and orange when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the locality of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her invertebrate foot 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 utility bang and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the public utility belted ammunition above it. She then proceeded to hinge on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham City like a bat out of hell with the merely destination to get home before anyone saw the disheveled consideration she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could feel her body becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the reposition garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather seat had a large wet spot from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftovers to fill her empty-bellied venter after which she headed to the john. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck and soaking. She remained until the water began to cool and it did wonders for her aches and pains, almost making her forget them.

It was when she began to dry herself with a big, fluffy towel that everything came rushing back. For as the soft cotton made contact with her tit a waving of desire overwhelmed her to such a level that she needed to grab cargo area of the sink to forestall from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this feeling ever going to wear off or was Harley right wing about there being no cure ?'Barbara sentiment as her frantic fingers stroked her kitty rapidly.

An hour ( and three sexual climax later ) Barbara fell into a deep slumber but even while at peace she was unable to lam her new hyperactive libido. Her dreams were filled with visions of hard dick and wet pussycat and after she woke up the next morning she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to pertain herself but instead got snip and headed to her topical anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few tightlipped call ( like when she saw the bananas and cucumbers in the produce incision ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for component for the next few twenty-four hour period meal. It was when she reached the checkout line that her human beings was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper wheel and what she saw almost made her drop her basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to pose it on the storey as her heart pounded like a air hammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color exposure taking up the rest of the strawman page of The Gotham Daily news. Her finger's breadth trembled as she picked up a written matter and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the extraneous clerk's attempt to talk about the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a object lesson to any female who would emulate her base behavior.

In a daze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen parry except the newspaper which she brought with her to the sofa. The picture on the front page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw had been two-baser penetrating her. While all private character were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton joy she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the chronicle Barbara read how the web site that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented bulk of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corporation in the cayman Islands called Felonious trickster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollar bill in the starting time twenty four hours since being posted.

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

The weeping stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the good works she'd done and all the risk of infection she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the fickle public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and ineffectual to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no issue the lot ? 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 give condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this genial hurt Barbara found herself under a compulsion so inviolable that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the chocolate table she headed to her reckoner located on a desk in a little nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to get hold the website through a hunting railway locomotive and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

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

Meanwhile in a secret, undercover scoundrel lair the Joker 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 premature armed robbery. Who would've thunk it. I guess one can never underestimate the perversion of the American English people."

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

"What do you believe Harley ?"he replied."Though from now on I may cinema my caper and heraldic bearing to view them."

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

The jokester laughed long and concentrated before answering.

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

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