The turkey's On Batgirl

unveiling : Attention - this body of work of fiction contains scenes of comic book violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a"safe space"and no uncertainty abounds with micro and mega hostility. If reading this will cause you to visit the fainting couch or get the blue devils then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn't want to misplace rest bedevilment you might involve therapy or counseling due to my warped intellect. To those that wish to say, enjoy my payoff on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to swallow the second aspirin tablet when she noticed something out of the recession of her eye. Putting the meth of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the young woman peered out the window to verify what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat bespeak shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was difficulty in Gotham City and assistance was needed but she also knew something the law didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the caped crusader had attended an outcome to encourage the juvenility of Gotham City to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to travel to a Justice league meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with crime being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham metropolis. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the solitary masked crime belligerent around she thought as she headed to her bedroom. Fifteen bit later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the windowpane of her primer floor apartment into the back alley behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby charter garage she rode a short distance to where she found a rarefied working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so intimate vox 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 supporter but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my Robert William Service to Gotham City."

"well that's very laudable of you young ma'am 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 forefather he had some very old fashioned, sexist mental attitude toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as head word librarian at Gotham City's briny branch and why he had reservations about women crime battler, including female person police officers. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that section policy had been changed allowing distaff officers to puzzle out the streets instead of being cooped up interior place houses doing filing and early clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any chance to raise she was the equate of men, ( and perhaps in some small way to win her father's commendation even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday Nox Barbara just wanted to move back early and rest. The subroutine library had been in the midst of re-organizing the point of reference section and the attractive young charwoman had spent the past few days moving impenetrable tomes from one bookcase to another. Her back, weapon system and articulatio humeri ached from the thousands of pounds she had toted and her gloomy half was fatigued from the hundreds of trips she had made up and down the run to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my better discernment but I don't feel this can hold back the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a touch citizen observed the joker and two of his henchmen in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

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

"That's abominable Commissioner but I'll do my practiced to turn up him before he goes into hiding or speculative commits a dastardly crime."

"Thank you Batgirl and Godspeed. If you discover his whereabouts don't tackle him on your own but call us for assistance. chieftain O'Hara and I will be here all Nox and we have a special task force assembled cook to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the telephone set. If Gotham's finest were up to the job of capturing the Joker then there would be no need to summon a dissemble vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle unremarkable criminal offense like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their potentiality. What she had to do was forget her own nagging aches and nuisance and become a hardworking criminal offense fighting machine until the menace to Gotham metropolis was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her richly reheel boot hit the kick starter and a bit later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A exhaustive search of Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the Reservoir but after circling it she was still no finisher to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then tally the adjoining Robinson car park before calling it a night and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the majority of the car park when her sharp capitulum caught what sounded like a repress cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if individual was in trouble her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

approach to a stoppage she killed the railway locomotive to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a thicket of trees on her bequeath side. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the tree diagram and into the clearing beyond where a take aback scene greeted her. Two mesomorphic hoodlums were dragging a young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby parking lot bench and from the torn and disheveled state of her clothing it seemed clear what their evilness intentions were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's get hold of a pulverization,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a affright tone.

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

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

She just managed to skirt him as he hurtled past when the s crook arrived throwing a wild haymaker which she ducked. Before he could recover Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his groin which dropped him in his tracks, his face turning as livid as a rag. Just then the first attacker returned from posterior and wrapped his brawny, tattooed blazon around her lithe mannikin so tightly that the breather was forced from her lungs.

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

It took a indorsement such blow for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to clear his brain. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no sentence but instead pressed forward while he was back on his cad. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his hired man in an attempt to block her plan of attack Batgirl pivoted and delivered a devastating roundhouse kick to his unprotected head.

That sent the malefactor sprawl to the turf with a thud, allowing her to grab her breath for the moment. Batgirl next turned her attention to the dupe to see if she was okay. The cleaning lady seemed whole and was sitting on the Bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic reflexion on her moderately face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in compositor's case there are more than hoodlums lurking about. I don't make out how many more I can address tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't honorable mention was that these felon appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the criminal boss now ?

"well thank you for your assistance. It was very braw of you coming to my aid. What's the public coming to when a gentlewoman can't take a stroll in Gotham City on a fine summer nighttime,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, black mini down enough to deal her lustrous, red panties.

"ejaculate on girl, no time to dally talking. We really should inform the constabulary what happened and get you somewhere so you can be checked out,"Batgirl said while scanning the park for any blot out danger.

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

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

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

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

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the pasturage in forepart of her. The finish affair Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two pairs of legs and shoes coming. One set was the high heeled red stilettos and black stocking clad legs of Harley while the other was a large pair of black-market and livid men's wingtip place and purple clothes slacks.

The first of all matter Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain sensation in her straits which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the infliction persisted and she could now hear the murmur of vocalization above her. Focusing her judgment Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation enough to force her eyes undetermined, though once she had part of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank cloak-and-dagger chamber with a dampness, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete wall. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain joker with his arm wrapped around the waspish waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her conversant shameful and red motley fool costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flatcar on her back. Turning her promontory as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and ankles 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 aliveness Batgirl,"the Joker told her with a painted smile plastered to his sinister face.

"Joker, you fiend. Where are we and what do you desire 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 wind with the punches so I've already adjusted my programme to contemplate the new reality. What black entertainment I had in store for Batbrain and his boy boner won't work with you due to difference of opinion in body sizing 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 deal out the injections."

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a small vial of sack up liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcohol wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and cape then aimed the goad there.

"Don't vexation, this is just to counter the core of the knockout powder beloved. No motivation to panic, it will involve away your concern,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, unflawed skin.

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

"The second shot was just a mild heftiness relaxant to better ready you for what's about to befall Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite a interesting, I believe. It's a especial formula I've developed to grow even the most quash, frigid, sex hating woman into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the needle but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the sharp alloy pierced her supply ship pulp and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

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

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

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

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

deflexion down with an evil grin the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a circular incision in the fabric around Batgirl's ripe breast. Once the circle was complete he did the Saame with the left 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."

"fountainhead then let's not waste any more time."

Without another word the felon duo carried out on their threat with each placing their mouth on a titty and going to crop. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink teat and pale tit anatomy repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile glossa to induce the tender nub but the outcome were the like, two erect and aroused teat. Even high-risk for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did sent wave of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh quit you villains ! blockage, 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 matter Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the joker asked with an insane laugh before resuming his spread upon her exposed shape.

Batgirl was unable to reply and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her perforate tongue, had slid her gloved hand down the helpless woman's consistency and was stroking between her confined legs with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this attention but due to her edge condition she was unsuccessful and could experience 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 lip from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his pants with an evil smile on his particolored face.

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

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her mentor and took his apace hardening stopcock in her hand and brought it to her give lip. The Joker wasted no fourth dimension but thrust his hip forward driving his wide, growing cock to the book binding of her sass. He then grabbed Batgirl by her headspring and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the seamy scene happening side by side to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her sass onto the turkey's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her psyche. As his erection stiffened she angled her head 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 rima oris for his focus remained solely on Batgirl.

"Can you see how big and unvoiced I'm becoming Batslut ? Soon it will be your backtalk pleasuring me, you choking on my compact cock as it fills your throat to its terminus ad quem,"he told her with a leer.

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

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

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

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

Her only reply was to clinch her jaw while shooting daggers at him with her eyes. So from his interior jacket scoop he produced a red, rubber musket ball and a wooden clothes peg. First he placed the egg between her chest. Then flying as a fall upon snake the Joker grabbed and squeezed her typeface with surprising forcefulness forcing her oral fissure open. Before she could oppose Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's oral cavity and then placed a slice of surgical tape over her lips, effectively cutting off her air. The lying in wait was unadulterated when the Joker attached the clothes peg to her nose preventing her from getting any oxygen that way.

Once her ventilation was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard cock on her face with an occasional pinch of her hard pap as his narrowed eyes studied her font. At first he detected no obvious signboard of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced preparation regimen which enabled her to hold her breath tenacious than an average mortal could, but as time went on this changed. Her eyes began to flutter about wildly and her bazaar complexion started to redden as her body demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far aloofness,"you have two choices. One, you can remain to decline to service me and pass out due to lack of O and possibly suffer irreparable brain equipment casualty. At which gunpoint I'll fuck your mouth and throat anyway. Or you could be a good little Batslut and do as you're told to. The choice is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting difficult for her to concentrate but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her life and a loading to her beginner. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to become the board and somehow escape this predicament. With no early viable choice Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Wise conclusion,"he told her as he ripped off the tape then extracted the ball from her sassing,"and needless 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 pain one pubic tomentum of my turkey baby you'll wish you were all in because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other hired man if you do as you're secernate then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took neat swig of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given a great deal time before the Joker again pressed his large cockhead to her set forth lips.

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

Grabbing his tool with one hand and her masked head word with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its demarcation as the spacious spear reached her pharynx entryway before stopping.

"Oh that's adept, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your tongue as well you repressed little Battramp,"the turkey told her as he used her viva voce bodily cavity for his animal pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her sass Batgirl wriggled her natural language against him while noticing that he tasted of common salt, musk and villainy in equate measures. For a moment or so he kept up a boring gait, not pushing her too lots as her mouth adjusted to his tops cinch but there was only so long he could hold open his hyper personality in check-out procedure. 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 oneself me out of my trousers,"he demanded,"and then continue with the plan."

His firm henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the knickers down and off before carefully folding them at the flexure. By the clock time Harley finished her labor the joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her position. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thralldom X, setting up a straightforward tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole extra -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had lilliputian selection but to breathe that way because of his thickness and as the Joker cheek fucked her he also grabbed her pharynx with his deal. That allowed him to feel his erection as he slid it to its root, his dyed green pubic whisker brushing her broad can lip each time he did so. His other hand alternately caressed and pinched her pap when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her paramour's trousers but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the fabric along Batgirl's waistline right below her public-service corporation belt. She then proceeded to cut downwards before going up until she had cut out and removed a trigon in the costume which revealed Batgirl's womanly charms for surprisingly she wore no underwear.

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

That was unfeigned for Batgirl's vermilion hair was but a wig to help disguise her enigma identity while her neatly groomed pubic hair was her own natural brunet color.

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

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

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

It's unlikely that she would have answered even if able to but with his big cock driving deep into her throat with every thrust it was unsufferable. All she could do was lie there and consume it as he jammed his control stick to its boundary while her saliva seeped around his barb onto her buttock and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her blackball look toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the criminal offense belligerent's exposed twat. Though the Joker was her master squeezing she'd always had warm bisexual propensity and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her second knuckle Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clitoris. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inspired Harley to redouble her attempt and she sucked hard on the upright nubbin for a time while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's loaded burrow. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive clit while all the spell frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was redress Harley slid her ring finger's breadth into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of womanly fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained consistence also bucked as practically as it was able to as a powerful sexual climax washed over her, to her eternal ignominy. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the Joker unprepared, squeezing his fixed joystick like a vise.

"Oh fuck, you picayune Batcocksucker ! I'm going to cum ! Harley ! A niggling help delight,"he gasped when he felt his ballock tighten with that old familiar feeling.

Fast as lightning Harley shifted her position so that she was no farsighted licking Batgirl though she did hold on her gloved fingers buried trench inside her pinko hole. Her left bridge player reached out and took hold of her paramour's balls while she moved her consistence 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 phone made as it collided with Batgirl's case. Splooge ! when a chunk landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the swollen head back into her mouth. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the last drib oozed out and onto her garden pink tongue.

Unable to control herself Harley leaned down and began to puzzle out up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's face rather than letting it go to waste until the Joker pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his shaft and licked it clean before smiling up at him. He patted her brain before moving his dead body into spatial relation between Batgirl's limit legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, take up your fingers out of her grab. It's time to gape that Batpussy encompassing out-of-doors with my stick ! But first I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

arrival into his jacket pocket his hand emerged holding three small metal disc. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipple then placed the third rightfulness on top of her erect small clit before removing a pocket-size remote ascendancy from his scoop. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the modified joybuzzers sent shocks from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick shaft and pressed the swollen head to her wet puss entree. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bulbous headspring penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited intimate experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is taut than a virginal nun. Do me a party favor Harley and spread her rim as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into position and reaching her gloved hands down to assist the jokester as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still unmanageable to sink in deeply but with her assist and Batgirl's natural juices he made steady advancement until one-half of his massive pipe organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that fast pussy for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow deep and cryptic until there was but an inch remaining outdoor."And now for the final button Batslut."

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

Batgirl's emotions on the former 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 body was responding in means she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could make her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could have done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous dick was stretching her cunt wide while sending moving ridge of unspeakable joy radiating across her engrossed torso. Things only became worse when the joker got tired of remaining still and began to move his stopcock inside her. At first he only made small broadsheet motions with his pelvis which had the result of further loosening her pixilated pussy muscles while at the Lapplander fourth dimension stimulating every heart ending in her inner bulwark and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to lunge his fixed joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first gear, though soon it became faster and rougher. His fingers seized her pelvic girdle and dug in like the talons of some bird of fair game allowing him to quid her even harder while also increasing his own enjoyment. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her pussy before driving it back balls deep with each rapid thrust. Batgirl could try the wet sucking sounds as her cockeyed kitty-cat greedily swallowed his colossal extremity as well as his vauntingly, intemperate bollock slapping against her firm ass.

‘ No, this can't be happening to me, it just can't,'Batgirl thought as his relentless prick drove her to the scepter of another sexual climax. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-possession like this.'Still that thought was but small-scale comfort to her mind as her magnificent consistence appeared tight to betraying her once again.

Doing her best to boil down Batgirl closed her center and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical woodworking plane and instead focus her inner mind. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the Joker's turncock was doing to her organic structure when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote controller sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most sensitive nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's concentration completely and the additional stimulus from the joybuzzers was enough to trigger another monumental orgasm in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her dead body buck and trembled from the intensiveness of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her spasms subsided somewhat the joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

"Open your center Batslut and acknowledge that you're defeated. My big cock is now your superior 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 pecker craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point he let her head sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to know her at a speedy f number. It was only when he felt the first pang of impending climax in the pit of his belly that he slowed his breakneck pace for the clip wasn't yet right.

"Harley ! I need you to unstrap her articulatio talocruralis for what I have planned succeeding,"he barked out.

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

"Yes they are. Very severe yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next goal would be much well-fixed 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 hold of it right above the knee and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her breast. He did the Saame with her early leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his midst joystick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the Joker bent down until his human face was only a few inches from Batgirl's slit. Using his thumb and finger's breadth he spread her juicy, pink petals all-embracing. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's spread out box.

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

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

Even after seeing Batgirl's earlier reception Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful legs thrashed about so violently that Harley was unable to hold her storage area on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's flat tum. 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 chemical reaction Joker. It won't find again."

"It better not, if you know what's good for you. And to make surely let's take no chance. We need to procure her legs while keeping them out of my way."

"I understand and I have just what we need, leave it to me featherbed,"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 ankles and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the wrist simplicity. Then after picking up the outside Harley took a dance step back and admired her handiwork.

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

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

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

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

Her desperate supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signal to the joybuzzers every few sec until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the ceaseless input. By this clock time Batgirl was leaking so very much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the Sir Henry Joseph Wood beneath her pelvis.

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

He leaned in and bungle his hot breath over her trembling pussy making her shudder from the sentiency and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the turkey's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown hole. The jokester lashed it repeatedly until it began to unwind from the attention which allowed him to drive the tip of his natural language just inside her indorse door.

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

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

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

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

"chastening, I prefer the tightest female hole possible on my tool and in about cases that's the ass. I can't service it that you fair sex guard your assholes like they're the crown jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my lamb. You truly are the exclusion. On the other hired man sometimes it's nice to fuck repressed little bitch like Batslut for a alteration to open up their closed heart to a more sexually initiate way of liveliness. Besides since her Batcunt was so fast I can't Begin to imagine how lots tighter her virgin Batbutt will be - at least until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a word - no. Besides, no affair how much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your afters body even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your contract horizons while also showing you a upright time. Tell me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair's-breadth because it's a Friday nighttime ?"the Joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscular tissue to spasm from the vibe. Meanwhile the Joker began working his index number finger into her tight sphincter muscle, aided by a combination of her plentiful succus and his saliva. She groaned as his finger's breadth penetrated her virgin ass and began to dig into her anus.

Within a bit he was jamming the full distance all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending sign to her overstimulated snatch. Meanwhile the Joker took full vantage of the natural lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his finger's breadth with her abundant succus until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a secondly finger into her crocked rectum and after a minute of ass frigging he jammed in a third gear. Batgirl groaned from soreness though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading finger's breadth were but a pass in the parking lot. Still they had the core of loosening her to a degree where the Joker felt she was prepared for what would follow.

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

She wasted no time but immediately began to suck on his flavorful fingers while at the same time he guided the tip of his prick up to Batgirl's ass with his early paw. Finding it too smashed to insert he redirected his joystick up a few inch where the tumid mushroom head slid into her pussy opening. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the burden of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

"I might require some supporter to plug her can because it's so damn closely. What I want from you,"he told Harley as he eased out of Batgirl's cunt,"is to grab clench of my joystick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His hired man took hold of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the Lapp clock time Harley guided his throbbing centre to Batgirl's puckered back jam. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's manus keeping his cock steady the prominent, mushroom-shaped cloud question breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low groan of pain as she felt the Joker's thick joystick inch its way deeper inside her while his finger's breadth dug into her business firm glutes.

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

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

"Don't get your panties in a crowd, 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 driving force or something, I don't know,"he answered as his last few inches sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and bring it in the flavor I intended. Most the great unwashed can't see their own flaw and can benefit from well-disposed advice."

"Yeah I can think of mortal 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 closely. It feels like it wants to break my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the comely crime fighter aircraft's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly apparent on Batgirl's face so in ordering to sabotage this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the electrocution in Batgirl's ass it did disorder her a little bit and when Harley squeezed the former teat between her quarter round and index finger she let out a little gasp. It turned to a tacky moan of pain sensation when the turkey increased the speed of his thrusting with his large testis now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass smell so expert Batslut, I don't bonk how often I can take. Oh do it yes !"

For the future couple of minutes the only when speech sound were their comingled oink and moans with both becoming louder as meter went on until he let out a call as he grabbed the theme of his thick shaft. His intention had been to stop or retard his climax but it was too minuscule, too late.

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

A s later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His low gear shot reached just below her breasts while the rest period ended up on her pelvis and pegleg. Harley had a bird's eye view as she sucked on the captive's teat and she watched with captivation as he painted Batgirl's pink lips with his cream.

"fountainhead that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a concluding cliff out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into apparent movement. Harley, would you heed 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 problem baby, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's pussy one final shock before sticking her fingers into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to check herself Harley licked the snatch 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 buttock with such tenderness that the captive was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to peel off her vesture until all that remained on her lush consistence was her jester hat, baseball mitt and melanize and red boots.

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

With her peg straddling Batgirl's foreland and her drop cunt just a few inches above the intent's facial expression Harley bent at the waistline until her lip was by the crime fighter's well fucked holes. Harley's tongue first licked up a divagate drop of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a moan and a second later her own natural language darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

"Ooh, that's it honey. biff my snatch good !"Harley gasped as she lowered her hairless hip onto Batgirl's face.

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

Despite the unusual and criminal context Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the perceptiveness of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on in the beginning opportunity. rachis in college more than one member of her sorority had attempted to start her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of paw. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the possible action could have been she would have had a much more fulfilling college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past but from this point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo life history'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 minute of arc or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two fingers into Batgirl while continuing to lick her clit. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slip her digit into Harley's quim so she increased the speed of her tongue until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the criminal offense paladin's head as a herculean and overdue orgasm overtook her.

"Oh that feels so serious Batgirl,"Harley cried out as her juice dripped onto Batgirl's face from her climaxing kitty-cat,"you're a natural at eating pussy."

Batgirl was about to respond when the auditory sensation of clapping and cheering came to her pinna. Due to the posture of Harley's trunk she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could postulate her bows their identities were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheerfulness and he was now wearing a red beret though he still had on no pants 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 former was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"bravo my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no clip to rest on your laurels yet. We still have the last act of our fiddling dramatic event left to unfold and I need your aid. Would you take care helping Mirth and Guffaw set thing up while I check for the right slant ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, gleefulness and Guffaw brought in and set up some brightness level on stands before carrying in two high tech video photographic camera on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a piece of system of weights lifting equipment used for bench jam which they placed adjacent to the bondage X.

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

For this task they took no chances. outset one toughie attached a handcuff to Batgirl's good radiocarpal joint and only then did he release her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they off the bungee corduroys from her legs and retort them to their instinctive position. Another handcuff was placed around her former carpus at which time she was freed from the bondage X.

They then lifted her bodily and spun her around before placing her stomach down onto the weight Bench. It took but a moment to fasten her second manacle to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her stage straddling the bench and her feet resting on the concrete floor. During this prison term the joker and Harley had turned on the Christ Within illuminating the room in their brilliant egg white glare. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the headland of the bench and the early 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 airy director."

"You forgot to mention that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. Listen up cast, and especially you Batslut. As the director I expect you to follow my book of instructions to the letter of the alphabet and to ensure this I'm willing to do whatever it takes. I know my swear henchmen will do as instruct but in your case Batslut a little additional need may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner crown air hole and this meter produced what appeared to be a ignominious baton. However on nigh examination she noticed there were two metallic element prongs protruding from the top of the cylinder.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the turkey said as his script tilted up her chin so she was looking at his facial expression,"so I'm shot you know what it can do. This cattle prod can deliver one million volts at the flick of a switch with no permanent harm done though I'm told it can be quite painful. I don't want to use it on you, especially with all that we've shared tonight, but that's entirely up to you. Be a good girl and do what you're told and we'll make movie magic. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

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

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

"Um, well no, not exactly jokester. I admit I'm partial to her pussy but it's really about getting the best carrying out out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive crime fighter,"and understanding the considerably way to incite. Sure you can torture or endanger her into doing this but that will make for a less revolutionise performance. You can catch more fly sheet with honey than acetum. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her script reached around to the front. One began stroking her button while the other tweaked her rock voiceless nipple. Her brim found an uncovered plane section of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute of arc making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so fix to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and lay down everybody happy. Do like turkey 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 find to your dessert, tasty pussy."

After one last kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the turkey before moving into position behind the rear television camera. The jokester took his place at the numeral one television camera while his henchman stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked prepare to go.

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

Right on cue the two tough undid their bloomers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock backbreaking erection. Mirth ( the thug who had earlier taken a kick to the gonads ) appeared eager to prove she'd done no lasting harm to his equipment as he pushed his stiff cock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a second she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until luxuria overwhelmed understanding and she opened her mouth 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 head up and down on his erection as her knife moved side to side on the bottom. Not wanting to be left out Guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one hired man as his other pushed his straining cock against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's prick with a popping auditory sensation before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her spit darted out and licked the knoblike head before she swallowed it outright. She didn't stop there but kept going until most of his penis was inside her backtalk and his head was tickling her tonsilla. After a arcminute spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his turncock toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to involve both in her backtalk for a consequence but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to displume her forefront back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breathing spell Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble glossa circled their purplish heads in crook like she was licking a lollipop before it snaked its way down each rigid shot until reaching the hairy, cum loaded balls. She continued to service them like this until the manager barked out new centering to the cast.

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

The Joker's henchmen eagerly followed his orders with Guffaw sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet mouth while Mirth moved into position behind her. His hands took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her hip was stratum with his prick. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her good, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his putz at her pussy. His first base attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

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

His helping hand then grasped the theme of his cock and with its steering he succeeded in burying his full distance in one smooth motion. gleefulness began pumping her pussy rapidly while Guffaw was doing the Same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronize cycle. All Batgirl could do was hold back onto the steel tube and take away it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

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

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

Putting his words into immediate action at law the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless crime combatant's rear while continuing to jam his cock into her. ineffectual to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only response being the muffled whimpers that escaped around Guffaw's thickly erecting.

Whether it was due to the stimulation of her mingy snatch on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her strengthen ass Mirth was rapidly near orgasm. The jokester noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the musical rhythm of his blows becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the reason and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

Guffaw wasted no prison term in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's charms for himself. No Sooner had gleefulness stepped back then he attempted to require up the same status behind her. That is until the criminal brainiac held up his hand in a stop motion halting his flunky in his tracks.

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

"Sure thing joker,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her waspish shank and lifted the down in the mouth one-half of her body into the air.

guffaw slid his torso onto the workbench beneath her and helped to turn down her back down so she was straddling him. No Oklahoman did he conduct his hard prick to the opening of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her renal pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to hinge on him. With her eyes tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on belly laugh's rock hard erection at a rapid speed.

The other scoundrel could only stand and check dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibitions in her eagerness to fuck. Her paw held onto the work bench tightly which gave her more leverage to thrash herself onto Guffaw's buddy-buddy cock with all her might. The sound of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the way and the tone of stimulate female sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making fiddling mewl strait but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. Guffaw was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every motion. His big manus kneaded her ass flesh as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the turkey who broke the turn they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

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

Without missing a beat she began to suck him while not slowing her body at all. After a minute of arc of her slobbering on his dick it was wet with saliva and ready for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmic pelvic motility without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into positioning behind her with his legs spaced widely apart as he grasped his sword surd cock in his bridge player. bending at the stifle his resign hand reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the articulatio humeri preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little help Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His confrere henchman complied, his deal pulling Batgirl's firm hindquarters cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a enlighten track to her no longer Virgin backdoor. glee wasted no time but slid his full distance into her with a fill grunt. Batgirl let out a loud thigh-slapper as both her holes were filled with intemperate cock at the Lapplander clip. glee's hands then reached around and squeezed her pert tit while belly laugh kept his hands on her house buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the turkey opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could take my control stick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No slight to the son but I'm often declamatory and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and start to travel your hips, you'll see I'm right."

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

Meanwhile as the turkey filmed the triad his own shaft began to swell and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid member. 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 plans. First he adjusted the camera to the perfective height before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to ca-ca a cameo so pass water sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his gangster's moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a drawstring of loud moans as her holes were filled.

"Okay Joker,"Harley answered in a let down voice.

If the Joker noticed her sadness he didn't show it for he was so focused on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) tomentum and pulling her chief toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his egotistical nous into her lip he began to film it with his camera phone from above. Having to elongate her consistency to suck in the joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her hip but hilarity and belly laugh took up the morass. They began thrusting their flesh retinal rod into her as fast and hard as they could while the jokester started to beat back his cock down her throat.

With things as they were all Batgirl could do was make the pounding for with gleefulness now holding her berm and the turkey holding her head she was ineffective to move in any significant way. Her mouth made gurgling disturbance as the Joker's control stick jammed cryptical each time and her hollow were making squishy strait from the constant pound she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and belly laugh all good things must total to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond goodness. Her holes were so squiffy and hot to set forth with and with their thrusting erecting only separated by her membrane it gave more foreplay to their sex tools. So it was a waive determination that sooner rather than later orgasm would get along. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the finish line at breakneck speed with the but inquiry which would come about it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even reach it, his cock exploded with a roofy of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her blue back. Mirth then managed to grab his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. Drop after drop-off hit her taut ass with a splat until nothing more remained in glee's pass balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw push in her a few more than times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a jet of white, glutinous liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to plastic film it all despite her own trunk's squirming for watching them paint Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted rest period. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and luxuriously fiving each other as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the cinematography was ended he looked down at the future monastic order of clientele to drive charge of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the free weight terrace in a country of physical and genial exhaustion now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his regard fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes turkey,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the shoulders and spun her around so she was facing the bondage X with her backbone to him. Without saying a Bible he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was bent over at a ninety degree Angle prompting her to place her manus on the X to stand herself. He paused just long enough to feast his oculus on her delicious hindquarters before jamming his wide hammer into her wet, shaved pussy.

"Ooh yessss !"she moaned as she felt him come in her.

Harley had no fortune to enjoy the feeling for the Joker didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappoint whine in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just eminent and a mo later his mushroom head pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every column inch was buried and his balls were brushing her snatch. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to have it away her as hard as he could. His fingerbreadth dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he worked in and out of Harley's ample tooshie for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to fuck ass I'll pee your Christian Bible come true,"he grunted as he thrust bollock cryptical each time.

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

Batgirl had watched this take situation with undisguised luxuria but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain awake. The combining of the physical oeuvre she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fuck she'd received was just too much to overcome. More than once she had forced her heart back loose but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The terminal thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her position 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 cattle prod deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a bond pig. Then she knew no more.

EPILOGUE

Batgirl woke alone with her body stiff and her secret component part sore from the previous dark's depredations. The eastern sky was brightening with streaks of pink and orange when she opened her middle and sat up. With a outset she realized that she was sitting on the Gunter Grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady legs until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed consistency portion Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the public-service corporation belt above it. She then proceeded to hinge on through the still, quiet streets of Gotham urban center like a bat out of Inferno with the only finish to get domicile before anyone saw the disheveled condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the night before Batgirl could sense her consistency becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her tone up thighs. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather seat had a magnanimous wet spot from her juices.

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

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together plenty leftovers to fill her empty venter after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with water as hot as she could take before sinking feeling in up to her neck and soak. She remained until the water began to cool and it did admiration for her aches and painful sensation, 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 delicate cotton made contact with her teat a undulation of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to grab cargo deck of the sink to preclude from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's snatch was soaked and her mamilla were puffy and swollen from lust.

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

An hour ( and three orgasm later ) Barbara fell into a inscrutable slumber but even while asleep she was unable to escape her new overactive libido. Her dreams were filled with vision of hard cocks and wet pussies and after she woke up the future sunup she was still steamy. However she resisted the urge to disturb herself but instead got fit out and headed to her local food market store.

She had a few nigh Call ( like when she saw the banana and Cucumis sativus in the produce section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for fixings for the next few days meal. It was when she reached the check line that her humankind was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper single-foot and what she saw almost made her drop curtain her basket of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to pose it on the flooring as her heart pounded like a jackhammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX tapeline ! The newspaper headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated colouration photo taking up the rest period of the figurehead Thomas Nelson Page of The Gotham Daily word. Her finger's breadth trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the residue of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the strange clerk's effort to talk about the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a moral to any female person who would emulate her base behavior.

In a stupor she walked rest home where she left everything on the kitchen counter 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 mirthfulness and guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all individual parts were obscured her typeface wasn't and the wanton joy she had experienced was obvious.

turning to the narration Barbara read how the website that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented volume of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a bay window in the Cayman Islands called Felonious prankster LLC and that it had already made in overindulgence of one million dollars in the start twenty four minute since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain terms for being a bad influence to Gotham urban center's youth as well as for tempting the weak flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a honorable 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 runway, if not worse.

The tears stung her heart as they flowed when she realized that all the good whole kit and boodle she'd done and all the risks she had taken over the old age were so easily forgotten by the volatile public. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a boundary Batman no one would own condemned him in such terms.

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

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, Mirth's she guessed for his was longer and flimsy than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 toll to download the full telecasting there was a house trailer tie-in which she clicked on. It was only thirty arcsecond long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her manus crept between her thighs and got busy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a secret, subway system baddie lair the Joker sat staring at his own calculator screen as Harley slurped away on his surpassing member.

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

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

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

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

The Joker laughed long and heavy before answering.

"Never, of course of study. Where would the fun be in letting the target know. It would no longer be an at bottom antic that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can love her newfound sexual dismissal. She'd probably palpate guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

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