The turkey's On Batgirl

institution : Attention - this piece of work of fiction contains scenes of comic book violence, super villainous rape and bad puns. It is not a"condom space"and no question abounds with micro and mega hostility. If reading this will stimulate you to confab the fainting lounge or get the vaporization then by all agency don't read. Stick to something Sir Thomas More to your tastes, I wouldn't want to fall behind sleep worrying you might call for therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to read, love my takings on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

Barbara Gordon was about to eat up the second Empirin pad of paper when she noticed something out of the street corner of her eye. Putting the drinking glass of Milk River down on the kitchen counter the untried woman peered out the windowpane to avow what she'd seen. Without a doubt it was there - the bat signal shining brightly against the cloudy, night sky. She knew that meant there was trouble in Gotham urban center and help was needed but she also knew something the constabulary didn't - that Batman was out of town.

It had been a few days earlier when both she and the crest meliorist had attended an event to encourage the youth of Gotham city to go more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to move around to a Justice League merging over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with offence being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham City. And now this.

well luckily he wasn't the exclusively masked criminal offence fighter around she thought as she headed to her bedchamber. XV moment later after changing into her skin-tight costume and applying her make-up she slipped out the window of her ground floor apartment into the rear back street behind the building. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby hire garage she rode a short distance to where she found a rarefied working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar spirit 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 joy ?"

"Well I couldn't avail but placard that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my inspection and repair to Gotham City."

"Well that's very laudable of you Brigham Young Lady but this could be a dangerous mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, male chauvinist attitudes toward gender roles. It was for this reason that he approved of her job as heading librarian at Gotham urban center's main offshoot and why he had reserve about charwoman crime fighters, including distaff police officers. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department policy had been changed allowing distaff officeholder to process the streets instead of being cooped up privileged station theatre doing filing and other clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equalise 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 night Barbara just wanted to retreat early and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the acknowledgment incision and the attractive offspring char had spent the past few Day moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her vertebral column, weapons system and shoulder ached from the yard of pounds she had toted and her lower one-half was fatigued from the C of trips she had made up and down the run to the higher shelves.

"Not in Gotham metropolis you say. That is catastrophic indeed ! Perhaps this is against my effective judgment but I don't feel this can wait the two days so I'll severalise you what we've learned. It seems that a come to citizen observed the Joker and two of his henchman in the neck of the woods of John Wayne Botanical Gardens."

"But Commissioner, isn't the jokester confined at Arkham Asylum ?"

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

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

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

Fat fortune of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the task of capturing the turkey then there would be no want to muster a disguise vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle terrestrial criminal offense like burglary and purse snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capableness. What she had to do was blank out her own nagging aches and pain in the ass and become a indefatigable offence fighting machine until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to living when her high heeled boot hit the kick starter and a present moment later she was cruising along the meanspirited streets of Gotham searching for her quarry. A thorough search of Duke Wayne Botanical Gardens turned up nothing so she continued to the man-made lake but after circling it she was still no closer to finding the Joker than she had been before.

Barbara decided to then check the adjoining Robinson Park before calling it a night and resuming her hunt early the side by side day. She had covered the majority of the Park when her sharp auricle caught what sounded like a softened cry. Whether it had to do with the Joker or not she didn't know but if someone was in bother her duty was clearly to do what she could to help.

coming to a halt she killed the engine to better listen when the sound was repeated originating from somewhere past a copse of trees on her left 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 lurid tantrum greeted her. Two brawny hoodlum were dragging a youth, shapely, blonde toward a nearby park bench and from the torn and rumpled state of her clothing it seemed open what their vicious intentions were.

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

"gleefulness, it's Batgirl, let's take a pulverisation,"one of the thugs called out to his confederate in a panicked tone.

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

"Bad move,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no metre to say to a greater extent for the 1st goon was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the secondment malefactor arrived throwing a uncivilised knockout punch which she ducked. Before he could regain Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his jetty which dropped him in his tracks, his fount turning as white as a shroud. Just then the initiatory attacker returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed weapon around her slender soma so tightly that the intimation was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no hazard prying his hands apart so she instead used her brain - and foot. She drove her high heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of bother as well as his travelling bag slackening about her lissom midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her shank while at the same time swinging her elbow back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a second such snow for him to release her, at which time he staggered back trying to net his head. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his hound. She feinted a flush toward his seawall and once he lowered his helping hand in an attempt to block her approach Batgirl pivoted and delivered a devastating roundhouse rush to his unprotected head.

That sent the criminal sprawling to the sward with a thud, allowing her to fascinate her breathing place for the moment. Batgirl future turned her attention to the victim to see if she was okay. The woman seemed unhurt and was sitting on the bench watching everything unfold with an enigmatic aspect on her pretty face.

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

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

"We should get you out of here in showcase there are more hoodlums lurking about. I don't know how many More I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't honorable mention was that these malefactor appeared to work for the joker, so where was the malefactor boss now ?

"Well thank you for your helper. It was very unfearing of you coming to my aid. What's the humans coming to when a peeress can't take a stroll in Gotham City on a fine summer night,"the blond said as she attempted to tug her torn, black miniskirt down enough to cover her bright, red panties.

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

"Of course, of trend, I understand. Just give me a minute to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her coming into court with a compact she had removed from her purse.

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the meter in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied right before she blew a orotund quantity of looker powder right into Batgirl's face.

Almost instantly Batgirl felt herself going asleep as Harley Quinn pulled give up of her and sent another cloud of Stanford White rubble straight toward the caped offense fighter.

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in movement of her. The last thing Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two pair of legs and shoe approach shot. One set was the high up heeled red stilettos and black stocking clothed stage of Harley while the early was a prominent twosome of black and white men's wingtip shoes and purple dress falloff.

The first thing Batgirl felt when she regained awareness was a dull, throbbing pain in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a bit the illumination was removed but the annoyance persisted and she could now hear the mussitation of voices above her. Focusing her brain Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation enough to storm her oculus open air, though once she had region 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 walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain turkey with his arm wrapped around the bristly waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red jester costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flavorless on her book binding. Turning her pass as a great deal as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrists and ankles were securely strapped to what looked like a prominent, wooden X suspended a few metrical foot above the floor.

"Welcome back to the land of the keep Batgirl,"the turkey told her with a painted grin plastered to his sinister face.

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

"Where we are is the least of your concerns Batbroad and to be accurate it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the puncher so I've already adjusted my programme to speculate the new realism. What fatal entertainment I had in computer storage for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't employment with you due to differences in body size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more 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 administer the injections."

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

Her hand emerged holding a syringe and a humble vial of crystallize liquidness. After filling the syringe she rubbed an inebriant wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her bonnet and mantle then aimed the needle there.

"Don't worry, this is just to anticipate the effects of the lulu powder beloved. No demand to panic, it will take away your head ache,"she told the captive as the needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

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

"The second injectant was just a mild brawn relaxant to better prepare you for what's about to happen Batgirl but this last one you'll find quite worry, I believe. It's a special formula I've developed to turn over even the most repressed, frigid, sex hating woman into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

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

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clew and by the way your boobs appear to be spectacular. I can't wait to try 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 volition or not. To tell the truth,"he said with his part becoming a husky whisper,"I sort 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."

deflexion down with an malevolent grin the Joked removed a razor piercing scalpel from his jacket pocket and proceeded to slice a broadside section in the textile around Batgirl's right breast. Once the circle was discharge he did the same with the left breast and when finished the supervillain pulled the cloth away exposing her considerable charms.

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

"I have to say they're perky,"Harley reluctantly admitted,"and those ping teat look as tasty as burp gum."

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

Without another Bible the criminal duo carried out on their terror with each placing their mouth on a knocker and going to go. The turkey was rougher, biting Batgirl's pink mammilla and blanch breast human body repeatedly whereas Harley used her spry tongue to stimulate the sensitive nub but the solvent were the Lapplander, two erect and aroused nipple. Even worse for Batgirl was that the arousal wasn't confined to her breast but everything they did station moving ridge of pleasure pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you baddie ! closure, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a serious criminal offence and you'll have to do for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the matter Batgirl, getting a niggling hot under the costume ?"the joker asked with an insane laugh before resuming his spread upon her exposed anatomy.

Batgirl was unable to answer and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to flick Batgirl's nipple with her thrust clapper, had slid her gloved hand down the lost woman's body and was stroking between her imprisoned legs with a retribution. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to scarper this attention but due to her boundary condition she was unsuccessful and could find her lust increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the stop she couldn't take anymore without exploding the turkey pulled his oral fissure from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his drawers with an evil grin on his painted face.

"Harley, I need your fluffer armed service asap. We don't wishing to continue the Batslut waiting too long."

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

"clip decent for your fun later. Now's the time for me to cum. kneel down right here so she can get a soundly look of what she's about to obtain and be fast about it."

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening cock in her hand and brought it to her open mouth. The Joker wasted no time but thrust his coxa forward driving his all-inclusive, growing tool to the cover of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her head and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sordid aspect happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her mouth onto the jokester's swelling phallus, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her drumhead. As his erecting stiffened she angled her head so that she could deep throat it while staring up at him with adoration in her eyes. He ignored her with the exclusion of using her mouth for his nidus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

"Never, you depraved pervert. I'd rather die than return 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 want a little boost and I have just what the Doctor of the Church ordered."

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

"Your spell,"he told Batgirl while slapping her face with his heavy cock,"to breastfeed the turkey's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clench her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket pocket he produced a red, rubber ball and a wooden clothespin. showtime he placed the ball between her titty. Then flying as a striking snake the Joker grabbed and squeezed her look with surprise strength forcing her mouth unresolved. Before she could react Harley took the ball and forced it into Batgirl's mouth and then placed a art object of surgical tape measure over her rim, effectively cutting off her air. The trap was complete when the turkey attached the clothes peg to her poke preventing her from getting any atomic number 8 that way.

Once her external respiration was restricted he continued to slap and rub his grueling dick on her face with an occasional tweak of her severely nipple as his narrow down eyes studied her human face. At first he detected no obvious signboard of discomfort, no doubt due to her advanced training regimen which enabled her to hold her breath farseeing than an average individual could, but as fourth dimension went on this changed. Her eyes began to dash about wildly and her fair complexion started to redden as her eubstance demanded O that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far length,"you have two choices. One, you can continue to resist to serve me and pass out due to miss of oxygen and possibly suffer irreparable mental capacity scathe. At which peak I'll fuck your mouth and pharynx anyway. Or you could be a good picayune Batslut and do as you're told to. The pick is yours - nod yes or no to my generous offer."

It was getting unmanageable for her to center but the one thought that penetrated her hazy mind was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her biography and a load to her begetter. Besides she needed to have all her faculties if she was going to turn the tables and somehow escape this quandary. With no other viable pick Batgirl nodded her assent.

"Wise decision,"he told her as he ripped off the tape then extracted the ball from her lip,"and phonograph needle to say don't even think about biting me. Even if you were to somehow invalid 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 baby you'll indirect request you were drained because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the former hand if you do as you're say then we'll all have a howling time together."

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

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

Grabbing his jibe with one mitt and her masked promontory with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its limit as the wide scape reached her throat entrance before stopping.

"Oh that's right, just like I imagined it would be. Now use your spit as well you repressed little Battramp,"the jokester told her as he used her oral caries for his animal pleasure.

As he slid in and out of her mouthpiece Batgirl wriggled her knife against him while noticing that he tasted of table salt, musk and villainy in equal beat. For a minute or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too a lot as her mouth adjusted to his crack girth but there was only so long he could hold his hyper personality in check. Wanting more he pulled out of her sass all the way, his erection dripping a trail of combine pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

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

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the clip Harley finished her task the Joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her perspective. Where before her psyche had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden thraldom X, setting up a straight burrow from back talk to throat and allowing him to jam the whole excess -long length inside her.

"Use your nozzle to breathe,"he instructed while removing the clothes peg,"and don't forget to use your clapper while you're at it."

Batgirl had little choice but to take a breather that way because of his heaviness and as the jokester face fucked her he also grabbed her pharynx with his paw. That allowed him to find his erecting as he slid it to its ancestor, his coloured green pubic fuzz brushing her full-of-the-moon bed lip each clip he did so. His early hand alternately caressed and pinched her nipple when she felt something lower down on her captive body.

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's unlikely that she would accept answered even if capable to but with his big prick driving cryptic into her throat with every thrusting it was insufferable. All she could do was lie there and take it as he jammed his joystick to its demarcation while her saliva seeped around his shaft onto her boldness and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her blackball feelings toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the law-breaking fighter's exposed pussy. Though the Joker was her master squeeze play she'd always had stiff bisexual tendencies and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't delay to try out her pink.

So with her pinkie already buried to her second gear knuckle joint Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This inhale Harley to redouble her efforts and she sucked hard on the erect nubbin for a sentence while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight burrow. For the next few minutes Harley alternated between licking and sucking the captive button while all the piece frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the time was decent Harley slid her ring finger's breadth into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a effusion of feminine fluid squirting yesteryear. Batgirl's restrained physical structure also bucked as much as it was able to as a powerful sexual climax washed over her, to her eonian ignominy. Her pharynx muscles likewise contracted due to her climax and this caught the jokester unprepared, squeezing his rigid joystick like a vise.

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

fasting as lightning Harley shifted her berth so that she was no foresighted licking Batgirl though she did keep her gloved finger buried cryptical inside her pink hole. Her leftfield script reached out and took hold of her paramour's chunk while she moved her body closer to his. Once the jokester pulled out of Batgirl's lip 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 nerve. Splooge ! when a clod landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the jokester jammed the swollen head back into her oral cavity. Aaah ! was the exclamation he made as the last drop oozed out and onto her pink tongue.

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

"Harley, conduct your fingerbreadth out of her kidnapping. It's time to goggle that Batpussy spacious open with my joystick ! But first I have one more trick up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

Reaching into his jacket pouch his manus emerged holding three small-scale alloy disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding teat then placed the one-third right on top of her erect short clit before removing a belittled remote controller from his pocket. He pressed the release and Batgirl writhed as the modify joybuzzers sent impact from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center of her brain.

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

Once he'd said that he grasped his thick calamus and pressed the self-conceited head to her wet pussy entrance. He pushed forward into her yielding material body until his bulbous question penetrated her womanly folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her limited sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"Damn, her Batcave is tighter than a virginal nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her sass as astray as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no clock time before moving into spatial relation and reaching her gloved hands down to help the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still hard to penetrate deeply but with her aid and Batgirl's natural juices he made steady progress until half of his monumental organ was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, open up that plastered slit for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow cryptical and profoundly until there was but an inch remaining outside."And now for the final exam button Batslut."

The jokester drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic off-white collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the pleasurable virtuoso his turncock was experiencing just being buried in her little gem box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, sloshed glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the early helping 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 unfit of all, her consistency was responding in mode she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could cause her cum the way Harley had, or really that anyone could throw done that to her, yet it had undeniably happened.

And now the Joker's oversized, villainous peter was stretching her pussy wide while sending moving ridge of abominable pleasure radiating across her jailed body. Things only became worse when the jokester got tired of remaining still and began to move his cock inside her. At first he only made small circular motions with his hips which had the burden of further loosening her tight pussy muscles while at the same time stimulating every heart ending in her inner walls and making her want to cry out with pleasure.

But as time went on he started to push up his rigid joystick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at first, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of quarry allowing him to hammering 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 deeply with each speedy thrust. Batgirl could hear the wet sucking audio as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his prodigious member as well as his tumid, large ball 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 verge of another orgasm. ‘ It must be whatever drug Harley gave me, making me lose all my self-denial like this.'Still that thought was but small puff to her intellect as her magnificent soundbox appeared faithful to betraying her once again.

Doing her considerably to condense Batgirl closed her eye and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead concentre her internal head. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the joker's cock was doing to her trunk when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote control 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 massive orgasm in the saltation and helpless criminal offence fighter. Her trunk yank and trembled from the intensity of it and she let out a low, drawn out moan, almost against her will, while all through this he continued to pound her pretty, pink pussy. When her muscle spasm subsided somewhat the Joker grabbed Batgirl by the spinal column of her cervix 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 master 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 peter craving Batwhore !"

Having made his point he let her head sink back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a rapid speeding. It was only when he felt the first pang of impending sexual climax in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck tempo for the clip wasn't yet right.

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

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

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

Once Harley freed Batgirl's first leg the Joker took hold of it right above the knee joint and lifted and pushed it until it was pressed against her chest. He did the Saame with her former 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 legs then you keep them in this berth,"he ordered Harley,"while I go in for a tight look."

After Harley did as instructed the joker bent down until his grimace was only a few in from Batgirl's slit. Using his thumb and digit he spread her juicy, pink flower petal wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's tit and with a wink to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's open box.

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

"You bet turkey baby,"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 ineffectual to maintain her hold on them and she also dropped the removed which landed on Batgirl's flat stomach. Meanwhile the jokester only avoided being kicked in the capitulum by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting that very much of a response Joker. It won't go on again."

"It better not, if you know what's serious for you. And to draw sure let's take no opportunity. We need to secure her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphal cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no prison term 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 chasteness. Then after picking up the outback Harley took a footmark back and admired her handiwork.

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

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

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

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

Her do-or-die supplication fell on deaf ears as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few minute until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the constant stimulus. By this time Batgirl was leaking so much pussy juice that it had reached and saturated the wood beneath her pelvis.

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

He leaned in and blew his hot hint over her shivering pussy making her shudder from the maven and causing him to chuckle at her reaction. Next the jokester's tongue began licking its way from her dripping cunt and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered brown kettle of fish. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to relax from the aid which allowed him to draw the tip of his lingua just inside her back door.

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

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

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

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

"correction, I prefer the mingy female hole possible on my tool and in well-nigh vitrine that's the ass. I can't assist it that you charwoman 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 dear. You truly are the exclusion. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to do it repressed little squawk like Batslut for a variety to open their shut down eyes to a more sexually educated way of liveliness. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't begin to imagine how much blind drunk her Virgo the Virgin Batbutt will be - at to the lowest degree until I'm done wrecking it."

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

"In a password - no. Besides, no matter how much 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 broaden your narrow sensible horizon while also showing you a honorable time. recount me the truth, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday night ?"the jokester asked with a diabolic laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that moment Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her twat heftiness to spasm from the trembling. Meanwhile the joker began working his index finger into her pissed sphincter, aided by a compounding of her plenteous juice and his saliva. She groaned as his digit penetrated her virgin ass and began to examine her anus.

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

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

"okeh I think she's fix now to have her dirty money plundered or at least as set as she'll ever be,"the Joker exclaimed as he withdrew his digit from her now slightly distended back cakehole."Here you go Harley - a small treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no time but immediately began to nurse on his flavourful finger's breadth while at the Lapp clip he guided the tip of his dick up to Batgirl's ass with his former hand. Finding it too tight to enter he redirected his joystick up a few in where the bombastic mushroom head slid into her kitty porta. He didn't go deep, just far enough to cake it with her secretions though it also had the effect of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this clock time for she understood his Mercurial nature and didn't wish to trigger his wrath.

"I might need 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 cunt,"is to catch detention of my stick and aim it at her poopchute while I spread her just so."

His workforce took handle of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as potential while at the same time Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his rosehip forward and with Harley's hand keeping his cock steady the declamatory, mushroom head breached her defenses and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low groan of painfulness as she felt the joker's thickset stick in its way deeper inside her while his fingers dug into her firm glutes.

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

"You don't like my ass anymore ?"Harley asked with a mite of hurt in her interpreter as her eye 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 dumpy thrust 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 involve it in the heart I intended. Most people can't see their own defect and can benefit from favorable advice."

"Yeah I can call back of somebody that applies to,"Harley muttered under her breath.

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No jokester baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. Damn this ass is so tight. It feels like it wants to expose my peter,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the bonnie criminal offence attack aircraft's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly evident on Batgirl's face so in order to counteract this Harley started sucking on her teat while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't stop the burn in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a piffling 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 in the neck when the turkey increased the focal ratio of his thrusting with his heavy orb now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass look so skillful Batslut, I don't sleep together how practically I can take. Oh sleep with yes !"

For the succeeding twain of minute the only auditory sensation were their comingled grunt and moans with both becoming louder as fourth dimension went on until he let out a vociferation as he grabbed the basis of his thick shaft. His intention had been to halt or retard his orgasm but it was too little, too late.

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

A mo later he erupted like a volcano with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His maiden shot reached just below her white meat while the rest ended up on her pelvis and wooden leg. Harley had a boo's eye view as she sucked on the enwrapped's pap and she watched with enchantment as he painted Batgirl's pinko lips with his cream.

"fountainhead that was gratifying,"he said as he squeezed a last dip out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into gesture. Harley, would you mind prepping her for what's side by side and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to move with my bright plan."

"No problem infant, leave it to me,"Harley replied as she gave Batgirl's purulent one concluding shock before sticking her digit into Batgirl's cave and removing the devices one at a time.

Unable to control herself Harley licked the pussycat juice off them before handing them and the remote to the jokester right before he departed. Once the joker left the room Harley stretched languidly before stroking Batgirl's cheek with such tenderness that the prisoner was momentarily taken aback. Harley then proceeded to flake off off her clothing until all that remained on her lush body was her jester hat, gloves and Negroid and red boots.

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

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected pussy just a few in above the enwrapped's side Harley bent at the waistline until her backtalk was by the offense champion's well fucked kettle of fish. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray driblet of cum before burrowing abstruse into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a groan and a arcsecond later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the low time.

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

At first she was provisionary in her actions but as her own arousal increased Batgirl's agile tongue snaked its way trench into Harley's quim. For the following few transactions the exclusively sounds were slurps and softened moans as they explored each other's muff to the fullest.

Despite the unusual and criminal condition Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the discernment of pussy and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on early opportunity. backbone in college Sir Thomas More than one member of her sorority had attempted to initiate her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of manus. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the hypothesis could bear been she would take in had a much more meet college experience. Still nothing could be done about the retiring but from this percentage point forward Batgirl decided not to precede lifespan's sensual pleasures but to embrace them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

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

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the sound of clapping and cheering came to her auricle. Due to the spatial relation of Harley's body she wasn't able to severalize who was applauding at first but once the villainess shifted so she could take her stem their identities were revealed. The Joker stood there leading the cheer 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 other was holding his considerably lower where he had taken her kick.

"Bravo my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to breathe on your laurels yet. We still have the final act of our fiddling dramatic event left to unfold and I need your help. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set things up while I check for the proper Angle ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and Guffaw brought in and set up some lights on pedestal before carrying in two eminent tech television cameras on tripods. Finally the henchmen carried in a bit of weight lifting equipment used for Bench mechanical press which they placed next to the thralldom X.

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

For this labor they took no chances. First one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right articulatio radiocarpea and only then did he release her wrist from the bondage X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tube and only after that did they remove the bungee cord corduroys from her legs and return them to their natural spot. Another handcuff was placed around her early wrist joint 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 terrace. It took but a moment to secure her second turnup to the workbench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her legs straddling the Bench and her ft resting on the concrete storey. During this clock time the joker and Harley had turned on the lightness illuminating the way in their brilliant ashen glower. Next they positioned the camera with one aimed toward the head of the Bench and the other toward the foot.

"All right everyone, secrecy on the set,"Harley called out when everything was set up."Now before we begin, a few words from our visionary 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 accompany my instructions to the letter of the alphabet and to secure this I'm will to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchman will do as learn but in your shell Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

As Batgirl watched the joker again reached into his inner jacket air hole and this sentence produced what appeared to be a black billystick. However on finisher exam she noticed there were two metal prongs protruding from the top of the piston chamber.

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the Joker said as his hand tilted up her chin so she was looking at his face,"so I'm guess you know what it can do. This cattle spur can drive home one million volt at the flick of a shift with no permanent wave injury 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 conjuration. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sore places."

"jokester you don't mean you'd zap her jolly kitty-cat, do you ?"Harley asked with a horror-struck expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly joker. I admit I'm overtone to her pussy but it's really about getting the undecomposed execution out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the engrossed crime battler,"and understanding the advantageously way to prompt. certainly you can torment or threaten her into doing this but that will gain for a less revolutionize public presentation. You can fascinate more rainfly with honey than vinegar. leave me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her trunk up against Batgirl's back as her paw reached around to the presence. One began stroking her button while the early tweaked her rock 'n' roll gruelling tit. Her lips found an bring out part of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a minute making Batgirl squirm.

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

After one last buss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the turkey before moving into status behind the rear camera. The Joker took his position at the number one television camera while his partner in crime stood right in front of Batgirl. Both were fondling their crotches and Batgirl could see by their bulges they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two hoodlum undid their pants and pushed them down to their articulatio genus exposing their rock hard erections. Mirth ( the tough who had earlier taken a squawk to the gonads ) appeared eager to establish she'd done no lasting hurt to his equipment as he pushed his crocked stopcock toward Batgirl's soft, red lips. For a minute she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her mouth wide.

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

She did just that, bobbing her head 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 berm with one hand as his former pushed his straining cock against her cheek. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off Mirth's prick with a popping sound before turning her tending to Guffaw.

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

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her mouth for a here and now but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go deeper than the other. That caused her to tear her capitulum back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of saliva. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the other. Her nimble clapper circled their purplish heads in go like she was licking a lolly before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum laden clod. She continued to serve them like this until the director barked out new directions to the cast.

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

The turkey's henchmen eagerly followed his rules of order with belly laugh sliding his hard prick back into her warm, wet mouth while hilarity moved into posture behind her. His handwriting took hold of her hips and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic arch was level with his cock. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her entire, white moonlight was fully exposed to his sight. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her puss. His outset attack failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thighs instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"stay still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a firmly slap to her upturned posterior leaving a red handprint on her reasonable skin.

His hand then grasped the base of his turncock and with its steering he succeeded in burying his full length in one smooth motion. Mirth began pumping her puss rapidly while guffaw was doing the same to her rima oris and soon they built up a synchronised rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the steel tubing and take it as they double teamed her for all they were worth.

"Mirth, smack her ass while you fuck her,"the jokester instructed his henchman,"and pull in surely she feels it."

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

Putting his speech into immediate action the brawny thug began raining down blows on the helpless offence fighter's tush while continuing to jam his cock into her. unable to do anything in answer Batgirl took it, her only reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around Guffaw's thick erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her pixilated twat on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass hilarity was rapidly nearing orgasm. The jokester noticed his partner in crime's breathing becoming labored and the rhythm of his reverse becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the drive and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

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

Guffaw wasted no sentence in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's appeal for himself. No Oklahoman had glee stepped back then he attempted to take up the same military position behind her. That is until the criminal genius held up his handwriting in a stop gesture 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 stylus well I suggest we modify it to Batslut on top style. Mirth, would you aid get her into position ?"

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

Guffaw slid his body onto the bench beneath her and helped to lour her back down so she was straddling him. No Oklahoman did he guide his hard prick to the orifice of her Batcave than Batgirl impaled herself on it, sliding all the way down until her pelvis met his. She let out a gasp as his thickness filled her and with no prompting she began to rag him. With her center tightly shut Batgirl bounced up and down on guffaw's rock surd erection at a rapid speed.

The other villain could only stand and keep an eye on dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibition in her eagerness to bed. Her men held onto the bench tightly which gave her more purchase to slam herself onto belly laugh's thick cock with all her might. The auditory sensation of flesh colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aroused female person sex became more pronounced by the second.

Batgirl was making little mewl sounds but as clip passed they turned to loud drawn out groan. guffaw was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated fleshly nature as her cunt squeezed his dig with every motion. His big hands kneaded her ass material body as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the Joker who broke the charm they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

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

Without missing a beat she began to take in him while not slowing her dead body at all. After a arcminute of her slobbering on his peter it was wet with spit and make for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a disappointed sigh when he pulled out of her sass but she continued her rhythmical pelvic motility without slowing down any.

hilarity had moved into emplacement behind her with his pegleg spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel hard cock in his hand. bend at the knee joint his free manus reached out and snaffle Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A little helper Guffaw,"he said hoarsely.

His comrade collaborator complied, his work force pulling Batgirl's house coffin nail cheeks apart as far as potential opening up a unclouded track to her no longer Virgo the Virgin backdoor. glee wasted no time but slid his full length into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a loud riot as both her holes were filled with surd cock at the same time. Mirth's hands then reached around and squeezed her irreverent tit while belly laugh kept his hired man on her firm buttocks.

"come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the Joker opined as her face contorted in a grimace."If you could convey my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a breeze. No rebuff to the son but I'm much bigger and you enjoyed every column inch. Just relax and start to displace your hips, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his words or just that her body adapted to being doubling penetrated who can say. What was for sealed was that after Batgirl resumed her riding the pain soon turned to discomfort and from there it changed to joy of a sort. There was no equivocalness in attentiveness to what gleefulness and belly laugh were feeling for both were experiencing sublime joy as she rode their smashed rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own cock began to swell and produce for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid penis. Despite having cum twice in speedy succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no intention of appearing in front of the camera as his lecherousness grew the Joker altered his programme. First he adjusted the camera to the unadulterated summit before taking out his phone and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to reach a cameo so make sure to catch it all for posterity,"he told his gun moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a train of tawdry groan as her kettle of fish were filled.

"okey Joker,"Harley answered in a disappointed voice.

If the Joker noticed her sadness he didn't show it for he was so center on grabbing Batgirl's ( fake ) tomentum and pulling her school principal toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his tumesce head into her mouth he began to film it with his camera headphone from above. Having to unfold her trunk to suck up the Joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her rosehip but hilarity and Guffaw took up the slump. They began thrusting their flesh rods into her as fasting and hard as they could while the Joker started to drive his stopcock down her throat.

With affair as they were all Batgirl could do was take the pounding for with Mirth now holding her shoulders and the Joker holding her head she was unable to move in any significant way. Her mouth made gurgling racket as the Joker's joystick jammed deep each time and her gob were making squishy audio from the never-ending throbbing she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and Guffaw all ripe things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond dependable. Her golf hole were so slopped and hot to start up with and with their thrusting erecting only separated by her membrane it gave more stimulation to their sex tools. So it was a throw overboard conclusion that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the refinement line at breakneck speed with the lonesome query which would give-up the ghost it first.

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

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

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

Before his handwriting could even reach it, his cock exploded with a roach of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower back. Mirth then managed to snaffle his shooting shaft and aim it at Batgirl's firm buttocks. cliff after bead hit her taut ass with a splat until naught more remained in mirthfulness's spent balls.

Meanwhile Guffaw thrusting in her a few to a greater extent fourth dimension before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to rend out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of white, sticky liquidity onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able-bodied to film it all despite her own body's squirming for watching them blusher Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted reliever. Still she remained disciplined until both goon were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and heights fiving each early as they extricated their limbs from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was complete he looked down at the adjacent order of magnitude of business to take care of which was his rearing erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state of forcible and genial debilitation now that Mirth and Guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the numeral 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 shoulders and reel her around so she was facing the bondage X with her dorsum to him. Without saying a tidings he then pushed down on her shoulder until she was bent over at a ninety degree angle prompting her to place her hands on the X to support herself. He paused just long enough to feast his middle on her delectable hindquarters before jamming his panoptic cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to bask the feel for the Joker didn't even riddle her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just in high spirits and a moment later his mushroom headway pierced her ample ass. This meter he kept going until every inch was buried and his balls were brushing her twat. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to do it 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 plenteous ass for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to roll in the hay ass I'll earn your dustup come reliable,"he grunted as he thrust balls recondite each time.

All Harley could do was steady her body to preclude from being knocked forward for it felt like he was trying to reach her pharynx by how hard he was driving his joystick. Since he'd already cum twice he was in no danger of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his testis were working overtime in gild to produce Thomas More of the creamy Andrew D. White fluid. So he went all out with no period until Harley's peg began to tremble and shake off and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this claim place with undisguised lust but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to remain alert. The compounding of the forcible work she'd done all hebdomad added to the unprecedented shag she'd received was just too much to get the best. More than once she had forced her heart back afford but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The endure thing Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her side of meat on the thraldom X with the turkey holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His rooster was still sodomizing her while at the same time he was jamming the galvanising cows spurring deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

epilogue

Batgirl woke alone with her eubstance stiff and her individual parts sore from the previous nighttime's depredation. The easterly 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 Gunter Wilhelm 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 body persona Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in place by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to ride through the still, restrained streets of Gotham city like a bat out of hell with the only goal to get home before anyone saw the tangle condition she was in.

Despite all she had suffered the Night before Batgirl could palpate her soundbox becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned second joint. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two climax and the leather ass had a large wet billet from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down nude and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a cover around her spent organic structure. 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 feeling like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together enough leftover to fill her empty tum after which she headed to the lavatory. Barbara filled the tub with urine as hot as she could acquire before sinking feeling in up to her neck and soak. She remained until the body of water began to cool and it did curiosity for her aches and bother, 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 lens with her nipples a wave of desire overwhelmed her to such a arcdegree that she needed to grab cargo area of the cesspit to prevent from falling. By the prison term she reached her bed Barbara's kitty was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

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

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep sleep but even while departed she was ineffective to escape her new overactive libido. Her dreaming were filled with imaginativeness of laborious hammer and wet pussies and after she woke up the next dawning she was still aroused. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got attired and headed to her local anesthetic grocery store.

She had a few last outcry ( like when she saw the banana and cucumber vine in the produce section ) but she steeled her resolve and continued shopping for component for the next few days meals. It was when she reached the checkout subscriber line that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to peek down at the paper rack and what she saw almost made her pearl her hoop of groceries. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the flooring as her philia pounded like a air hammer and her pharynx became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX TAPE ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color photograph taking up the rest of the figurehead page of The Gotham Daily news program. Her fingers trembled as she picked up a transcript and put it on the counter followed by the relief of her product. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's endeavor to talk about the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that harlot Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a lesson to any female person who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a haze she walked home where she left everything on the kitchen counter except the newspaper which she brought with her to the couch. The characterisation on the front man Thomas Nelson Page was heavily censored but it was from when Mirth and Guffaw had been double penetrating her. While all secret role were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the floor Barbara read how the website that the video was on had crashed from the unprecedented mass of hits it had received. It was also reported that it had been traced to a corp in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollar sign in the showtime twenty four hours since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no unsure terminus for being a bad influence to Gotham city's early days as well as for tempting the weak physique of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a good thing for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her secret personal identity was known at the least she would be run out of Gotham on a rail, if not worse.

The tears stung her eyes as they flowed when she realized that all the good study she'd done and all the hazard she had taken over the class were so easily forgotten by the fickle populace. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to escape ? Or was it that as a woman she shouldn't enjoy sex no matter the circumstances ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an aphrodisiac Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a leaping Batman no one would possess condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental hurt Barbara found herself under a obsession so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the coffee table she headed to her data processor located on a desk in a minuscule nook of her apartment. It took but a min to find the website through a hunting engine and unable to block herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a cock, glee's she guessed for his was longer and thinner than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the full moon television there was a trailer link which she clicked on. It was only thirty seconds hanker and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her handwriting crept between her thighs and got in use as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a hole-and-corner, cloak-and-dagger villain lair the turkey sat staring at his own information processing system screen as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

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

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

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

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

The Joker laughed long and hard before answering.

"Never, of row. Where would the fun be in letting the quarry know. It would no longer be an privileged prank that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can relish her newfound sexual dismissal. She'd probably sense hangdog if she knew the trueness. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

input and voting gratefully accepted .