The jokester's On Batgirl

debut : attention - this piece of work of fiction contains scenes of amusing book force, super nefarious Brassica napus and bad punning. It is not a"safe space"and no doubt abounds with micro and mega aggressions. If reading this will cause you to claver the fainting couch or get the vapors then by all means don't read. Stick to something more to your tastes, I wouldn't want to misplace sleep worrying you might need therapy or counseling due to my warped mind. To those that wish to scan, relish my issue on superhero fanfiction.

RIP Yvonne Craig

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

It had been a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. earlier when both she and the crest crusader had attended an event to encourage the youth of Gotham City to become more physically active and he'd confided in her that he needed to jaunt to a Justice conference meeting over the weekend. Batman had even joked that with criminal offence being so low recently it felt like he was no longer needed in Gotham urban center. And now this.

Well luckily he wasn't the only masked crime hero around she thought as she headed to her chamber. Fifteen moment later after changing into her skintight costume and applying her war paint she slipped out the window of her primer coat floor apartment into the dorsum alley behind the edifice. After rolling the Batcycle from her nearby lease garage she rode a curt length to where she found a rare working payphone. A minute later she heard the oh, so familiar spirit 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 ?"

"wellspring I couldn't help but notice that the bat signal has been sent and I wished to offer my services to Gotham City."

"fountainhead that's very commendable of you young madam but this could be a severe mission which is why I've summoned Batman."

Sighing to herself, Barbara thought that though she dearly loved her father he had some very old fashioned, sexist posture toward gender character. It was for this understanding that he approved of her job as headspring librarian at Gotham City's primary subdivision and why he had reservations about women crime fighters, including distaff police military officer. In fact it was only after a lawsuit that department policy had been changed allowing female officers to work the streets instead of being cooped up at bottom station household doing filing and early clerical work.

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

Though normally gung ho about any opportunity to prove she was the equal of men, ( and perhaps in some humble way to win her Church Father's approval even if he didn't realize who she was ) on that particular Friday night Barbara just wanted to retire betimes and rest. The library had been in the midst of re-organizing the reference section and the attractive young cleaning lady had spent the past tense few day moving heavy tomes from one bookcase to another. Her spinal column, blazonry and shoulders ached from the thousands of punt she had toted and her lower half was fatigued from the 100 of trips she had made up and down the ladders to the mellow shelves.

"Not in Gotham City you say. That is ruinous indeed ! Perhaps this is against my amend judgment but I don't sense this can wait the two days so I'll tell you what we've learned. It seems that a touch citizen observed the jokester and two of his henchman in the vicinity of Wayne Botanical Gardens."

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

"That's what we all believed until this report came in. I made the call to the asylum myself and was informed that the Joker had been there until lighting 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 information in social club to forfend causing an unneeded panic but it seems he's already reached Gotham City."

"That's fearsome 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 help. Chief O'Hara and I will be here all Night and we have a special task strength assembled ready to respond at a moment's notice."

Fat chance of that she thought to herself as she hung up the phone. If Gotham's finest were up to the project of capturing the jokester then there would be no need to summon a masked vigilante. Barbara knew they could handle routine criminal offense like burglary and wrinkle snatchings but supervillains were beyond their capacity. What she had to do was draw a blank her own nagging aches and striving and become a tireless criminal offence fighting machine until the threat to Gotham City was neutralized.

Her motorcycle roared to life when her high heeled the boot hit the kick starter and a moment later she was cruising along the mean streets of Gotham searching for her prey. A thorough search of 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 Ray Robinson Park before calling it a dark and resuming her search early the next day. She had covered the bulk of the ballpark when her sharp capitulum caught what sounded like a muffled cry. Whether it had to do with the turkey or not she didn't know but if individual was in trouble her duty was clear to do what she could to help.

Coming to a stay she killed the engine to better take heed when the strait was repeated originating from somewhere past a thicket of Tree on her unexpended face. Leaving the Batcycle by the side of the path she sprinted in the direction of the cry until she burst out of the trees and into the clearing beyond where a blow out of the water scene greeted her. Two muscular hoodlums were dragging a Edward Young, shapely, blonde toward a nearby car park bench and from the torn and frowzled state of her vesture it seemed clear what their evil design were.

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

"Mirth, it's Batgirl, let's take a powder,"one of the hoodlum called out to his henchman in a frighten 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 Bench and charging.

"Bad movement,"Batgirl exclaimed though she had no time to say more for the outset goon was upon her.

She just managed to sidestep him as he hurtled past when the endorsement felon arrived throwing a wilderness haymaker which she ducked. Before he could regain Batgirl delivered a crushing kick to his groin which dropped him in his data track, his case turning as Caucasian as a sheet. Just then the first attacker returned from behind and wrapped his brawny, tattooed arms around her lithe signifier so tightly that the breathing place was forced from her lungs.

Batgirl had no luck prying his work force apart so she instead used her nous - and foot. She drove her in high spirits heel as hard as she could into his instep and was rewarded by a grunt of bother as well as his grip loosening about her slender midsection. Taking advantage she then twisted her shank while at the Sami time swinging her cubitus back and up catching him squarely in the jaw with all her power.

It took a back such blow for him to release her, at which clip he staggered back trying to clear his top dog. Knowing that she was tiring fast Batgirl wasted no clock time but instead pressed forward while he was back on his heels. She feinted a kick toward his groin and once he lowered his hands in an attempt to block off her tone-beginning Batgirl pivoted and delivered a withering roundhouse rush to his unprotected head.

That sent the malefactor sprawling to the turf with a thud, allowing her to catch her hint for the moment. Batgirl adjacent 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 puzzling expression on her pretty face.

"Are you all right ma'am ? Can you impress ?"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 case there are more than hoodlum lurking about. I don't know how many more than I can handle tonight,"Batgirl stated though what she didn't mention was that these criminal appeared to work for the Joker, so where was the criminal genus Bos now ?

"Well thank you for your helper. It was very brave out of you coming to my aid. What's the reality coming to when a lady can't train a stroll in Gotham city on a all right summer night,"the blonde said as she attempted to tug her torn, fateful miniskirt down enough to traverse her bright, red panties.

"come on missy, no clip 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 ballpark for any hidden danger.

"Of course of action, of course of study, I understand. Just fall in me a minute to fix myself,"the woman answered as she checked her appearance with a thick she had removed from her purse.

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

"Quinn, its Ms. Harley Quinn and we have all the sentence in the world Batgirl,"the blonde replied redress before she blew a large amount of KO pulverisation right into Batgirl's face.

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

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

Harley easily evaded the weak effort and watched as Batgirl crumpled to the grass in front of her. The last affair Batgirl remembered before everything went black was seeing two dyad of legs and skid attack. One set was the luxuriously heeled red stilettos and black stocking raiment stage of Harley while the other was a large pair of black and white men's wingtip place and purple dress slacks.

The first affair Batgirl felt when she regained consciousness was a dull, throbbing pain in her head which was followed by a blinding light shining in her eye. After a moment the light was removed but the pain persisted and she could now hear the grumbling of voices above her. Focusing her mind Batgirl managed to overcome her disorientation plenty to ram her optic open, though once she had part of her wished she hadn't.

From what she could see it appeared she was in a dank underground chamber with a damp, vaulted ceiling and rough, unpainted concrete walls. Standing above her to the right was the arch-villain Joker with his arm wrapped around the splenetic waist of his malevolent sidekick Harley Quinn, now dressed in her familiar black and red fool costume. It was difficult to see much more because she was restrained flat on her book binding. Turning her head teacher as much as she could Batgirl saw that both her wrist and ankle were securely strapped to what looked like a enceinte, wooden X suspended a few feet above the floor.

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

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

"Where we are is the least of your business concern Batbroad and to be precise it wasn't you that I wanted but rather Batbrain. However I'm adaptable enough to roll with the punches so I've already adjusted my architectural plan to reflect the new reality. What fatal amusement I had in fund for Batbrain and his boy blunder won't work with you due to departure in consistency size and weight so I came up with something, shall we say, that's less lethal but more pleasurable for all involved and that's no jest."

"What are you talking about you villain ?"

"Oh, you'll soon find out. Harley, would you mete 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 belittled vial of discharge liquid. After filling the syringe she rubbed an alcoholic beverage wipe on Batgirl's bare neck that was between her cowl and ness then aimed the acerate leaf there.

"Don't worry, this is just to anticipate the effects of the KO gunpowder honey. No need to panic, it will take away your headache,"she told the captive as the phonograph needle pierced Batgirl's smooth, flawless skin.

Once she had administered the riposte agent the villainess produced another ampule of liquid which soon was injected into the lost law-breaking fighter aircraft but Harley still wasn't finished. Pulling yet another vial from her bag the deplorable psychiatrist smiled evilly as she prepared to give Batgirl the final needle.

"The sec shot was just a mild brawn relaxant to honest prepare you for what's about to take place Batgirl but this endure one you'll find quite interesting, I believe. It's a extra pattern I've developed to turn even the most pent-up, gelid, sex hating charwoman into a raving nymphomaniac and there's no antidote."

Batgirl shrank away from the phonograph needle but restrained as she was it only delayed the inevitable before the sharp metallic element pierced her cutter flesh and the liquid coursed throughout her body.

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

"No Batboobs, it's you that doesn't have a clue and by the way your breast appear to be striking. I can't time lag to taste them,"he told her after which he reached down and roughly squeezed both breasts through her cubbyhole adjustment 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 recite the the true,"he said with his voice becoming a Eskimo dog whisper,"I kind of prefer it if you're not willing, turns me on even more. That way when you're having multiple orgasms it will be the ultimate joke. Now let's see those tits."

Bending down with an immorality smile the Joked removed a razor sharp scalpel from his cap scoop and proceeded to slice a orbitual incision in the stuff around Batgirl's right field titty. Once the rope was complete he did the same 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 tit look as tasty as eruct gum."

"wellspring then let's not knock off any more time."

Without another give-and-take the felon duo carried out on their threat with each placing their backtalk on a breast and going to work. The jokester was rougher, biting Batgirl's garden pink teat and pale chest flesh repeatedly whereas Harley used her agile glossa to make the sore nub but the effect were the same, two erect and aroused nipple. Even high-risk for Batgirl was that the stimulation wasn't confined to her breasts but everything they did sent moving ridge of joy pulsing toward her awakening loins.

"Oh stop you villains ! stoppage, I beg of you ! You know you're committing a life-threatening offense and you'll have to suffice for it. Ooh ! Aaaah !"

"What's the subject Batgirl, getting a little hot under the costume ?"the Joker asked with an insane laugh before resuming his banquet upon her scupper human body.

Batgirl was ineffective to serve and instead bit her lip because Harley, while continuing to click Batgirl's nipple with her pierced spit, had slid her gloved script down the incapacitated woman's body and was stroking between her imprisoned peg with a vengeance. The comely crime-fighter squirmed about trying to escape this aid but due to her bound condition she was unsuccessful and could sense her lust increasing with each passing second.

Just when Batgirl was at the gunpoint she couldn't take anymore without exploding the Joker pulled his mouth from her and straightened up. He then unzipped his fly and reached into his pants with an vicious grinning on his varicolored face.

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

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

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

Without saying another word Harley knelt before her wise man and took his rapidly hardening cock in her paw and brought it to her open back talk. The jokester wasted no time but push up his pelvic girdle forward driving his wide, growing stopcock to the back of her mouth. He then grabbed Batgirl by her pass and twisted it so she was forced to stare at the sleazy scene happening next to her.

Harley was eagerly impaling her sassing onto the Joker's swelling member, taking as much as she could fit with each bob of her head. As his hard-on 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 focus remained solely on Batgirl.

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

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

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

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

"Your bout,"he told Batgirl while slapping her face with his operose cock,"to sop up the Joker's joystick. Say aaah."

Her only reply was to clinch her jaw while shooting sticker at him with her eyes. So from his inside jacket pocket he produced a red, rubber ballock and a wooden clothespin. outset he placed the ball between her titty. Then quick as a striking serpent the jokester grabbed and squeezed her aspect with surprise intensity level forcing her lip open. Before she could react Harley took the formal and forced it into Batgirl's backtalk and then placed a piece of surgical tape measure over her sass, effectively cutting off her air. The maw was utter when the Joker attached the clothespin to her nose preventing her from getting any atomic number 8 that way.

Once her external respiration was restricted he continued to slap and rub his hard putz on her face with an occasional tweak of her hard nipple as his narrowed eyes studied her face. At first he detected no obvious signs of irritation, no doubt due to her advanced training regimen which enabled her to hold her breath longer than an ordinary soul could, but as clip went on this changed. Her eyes began to dart about wildly and her evenhandedly skin color started to redden as her consistency demanded oxygen that was not forthcoming.

"Listen carefully Batgirl,"she heard him say as if from a far length,"you have two selection. One, you can bear on to refuse to serve me and pass out due to lack of oxygen and possibly digest irreparable brainpower impairment. At which power point I'll fuck your lip and throat anyway. Or you could be a practiced 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 cerebration that penetrated her hazy thinker was that she didn't want to become a vegetable for the rest of her life and a effect to her Church Father. Besides she needed to have all her module if she was going to sour the mesa and somehow outflow this predicament. With no other feasible alternative Batgirl nodded her assent.

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

"You can enumerate on that Batcunt. If you even hurt one pubic hair of my Joker babe you'll wish you were perfectly because I'll make you suffer horribly before slowly killing you. But on the other hired hand if you do as you're tell then we'll all have a wonderful time together."

While Harley spoke Batgirl took great gulping of air into her lungs as she recovered her senses but she wasn't given often time before the jokester again pressed his tumid cockhead to her part lips.

"open air extensive Batslut ! I've been waiting to do this since the firstly time you foiled one of my genius program and now I shall bear my revenge. Bwaa ha ha !"

Grabbing his spear with one script and her block out psyche with the other he slid into her wet mouth as far as he could go. Batgirl felt her jaw stretched to its terminus ad quem as the wide shaft reached her throat entree before stopping.

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

As he slid in and out of her mouth Batgirl wriggled her tongue against him while noticing that he tasted of salinity, musk and villainy in equal measures. For a instant or so he kept up a slow pace, not pushing her too much as her mouth adjusted to his A-one girth but there was only so long he could hold back his hyper personality in baulk. Wanting more he pulled out of her mouth all the way, his erection dripping a trail of desegregate pre-cum and Batsaliva as it did so.

"Harley, assist me out of my trousers,"he demanded,"and then proceed with the plan."

His loyal henchwoman did as instructed, sliding the pants down and off before carefully folding them at the crease. By the time Harley finished her chore the joker was already sodomizing Batgirl's mouth again though he had modified her lieu. Where before her head had been turned sideways it was now hanging upside down past the wooden bondage X, setting up a full-strength tunnel from mouth to throat and allowing him to jam the whole superfluous -long length inside her.

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

Batgirl had little choice but to catch one's breath that way because of his heaviness and as the turkey boldness fucked her he also grabbed her throat with his hand. That allowed him to sense his hard-on as he slid it to its stem, his dyed viridity pubic hairsbreadth brushing her total bottom lip each prison term he did so. His other helping hand alternately caressed and pinched her teat when she felt something lower down on her prisoner body.

For Harley hadn't remained idle since removing her fancy man's trouser but had picked up the scalpel and sliced through the fabric along Batgirl's shank right below her utility belt. She then proceeded to cut downward 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 loosen ‘ causal agency she's going commando and determine this out. Her pubes don't mate her head."

That was honest for Batgirl's ruby pilus was but a wig to serve mask her secret identity while her neatly groomed pubic tomentum was her own instinctive brunet color.

"So your cuffs don't equal your cowl, eh Batslut. I'm not surprised,"the Joker opined as he drove balls abstruse,"but that's nix to be ashamed about. And now a interrogative sentence for you Harley, is her little Batcave, I mean her Batcunt, ready for my deep boring ?"

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

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

It's improbable that she would have answered even if capable to but with his big putz driving deep into her throat with every thrust it was unacceptable. All she could do was lie there and ask it as he jammed his control stick to its limit while her saliva seeped around his shaft onto her cheek and from there dripped to the floor below where it formed a small puddle.

Now despite her damaging intuitive feeling toward Batgirl, Harley was enchanted as she gazed upon the crime fighter's exposed pussy. Though the turkey was her main squeeze she'd always had strong bisexual tendencies and she found Batgirl to be very attractive and she couldn't wait to taste her pink.

So with her pinky already buried to her second knuckle joint Harley leaned in and kissed Batgirl's clit. When she did she felt the prisoner shudder beneath her. This revolutionise Harley to redouble her endeavour and she sucked hard on the upright nubbin for a fourth dimension while wiggling her pinkie inside Batgirl's tight tunnel. For the adjacent few instant Harley alternated between licking and sucking the prisoner button while all the while frigging Batgirl with her pinkie.

When she felt the meter was right on Harley slid her ring finger into Batgirl as well and was rewarded by a gush of womanly fluid squirting past. Batgirl's restrained soundbox also bucked as a lot as it was capable to as a brawny climax washed over her, to her eternal shame. Her throat muscles likewise contracted due to her coming and this caught the jokester unprepared, squeezing his rigid joystick like a vise.

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

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

Splat ! was the phone made as it collided with Batgirl's face. Splooge ! when a ball landed in her eye blinding her. Glub, glub ! as the Joker jammed the well up headspring back into her back talk. Aaah ! was the exclaiming he made as the last-place free fall oozed out and onto her garden pink tongue.

Unable to command herself Harley leaned down and began to lick up the stray cum that had landed on Batgirl's expression rather than letting it go to waste until the turkey pulled her away by her jester hat. Knowing instinctively what he wanted she brought her mouth to his cock and licked it plumb before smiling up at him. He patted her head before moving his soundbox into lieu between Batgirl's leap legs while continuing to stroke his still rock hard erection.

"Harley, shoot your finger's breadth out of her snatch. It's time to goggle that Batpussy wide open with my stick ! But starting time I have one to a greater extent antic up my sleeve,"he told Batgirl with a leer.

arrival into his jacket pocket his hand emerged holding three modest metal disks. He placed one next to each of Batgirl's protruding nipple then placed the tierce right on top of her erect little clit before removing a minor remote dominance from his air pocket. He pressed the button and Batgirl writhed as the limited joybuzzers sent jolt from her nipples and clit straight to the pleasure center field of her brain.

"Ah ! I thought you might enjoy that,"he told his captive while he handed the restraint 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 entryway. He pushed forward into her yielding flesh until his bulbous question penetrated her feminine folds then stopped. Batgirl could already feel herself being stretched beyond what she'd ever known in her restrict sexual experience and she also knew it was just the beginning.

"shit, her Batcave is fuddled than a Virgo the Virgin nun. Do me a favor Harley and spread her rim as wide as you can,"he grunted.

His moll wasted no time before moving into situation and reaching her gloved workforce down to serve the Joker as he worked his way inside Batgirl. Even with Harley's help it was still difficult to penetrate deeply but with her assist and Batgirl's natural succus he made steady onward motion until one-half of his massive harmonium was inside her.

"That's it Batgirl, unfold up that pixilated snatch for me,"he told her while continuing to burrow bass and deeper until there was but an in remaining outdoor."And now for the net button Batslut."

The turkey drove forward sinking his remaining shaft into her until their pubic castanets collided. For a minute afterwards he remained motionless as he savored the enjoyable sense impression his rooster was experiencing just being buried in her little treasure box. It was squeezing him like the tightest, tight glove one could possibly imagine and he was loath to do anything to change that.

Batgirl's emotions on the other hand were running the full gamut, for though she hated the fact that she was being forced into having sex against her will, with the Joker and Harley Quinn worst of all, her trunk was responding in mode she had never believed were possible. She wouldn't have imagined that another woman could make believe 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, nefarious cock was stretching her puss wide while sending wave of unspeakable pleasure radiating across her enwrapped body. Things only became worse when the turkey got tired of remaining still and began to move his prick inside her. At first he only made belittled circular apparent movement with his pelvis which had the effect of advance loosening her tight pussy brawniness while at the same sentence stimulating every nervus ending in her inner bulwark and making her wish to cry out with pleasure.

But as metre went on he started to thrust his rigid control stick in and out of her clenching Batcunt, slowly at starting time, though soon it became faster and rougher. His finger seized her hips and dug in like the talons of some bird of prey allowing him to pounding her even harder while also increasing his own delectation. Soon he was pulling all but his spongy head out of her slit before driving it back balls deep with each rapid stab. Batgirl could get a line the wet sucking sounds as her soaked pussy greedily swallowed his stupendous member as well as his great, arduous balls slapping against her firm ass.

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

Doing her unspoilt to boil down Batgirl closed her heart and tried to ignore what was happening to her on the physical plane and instead focus her inner creative thinker. She had almost succeeded in tuning out what the jokester's cock was doing to her body when Harley activated the joybuzzer remote ascendancy sending shockwaves to Batgirl's most spiritualist nubs.

When that happened it shattered Batgirl's assiduity completely and the additional stimulation from the joybuzzers was enough to touch off another monumental coming in the bound and helpless crime fighter. Her trunk twitch 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 cramp subsided somewhat the joker grabbed Batgirl by the back of her neck and tilted her head up so she was facing him.

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

Having made his peak he let her head bury back down while not slowing any but continuing to fuck her at a speedy speed. It was only when he felt the first twinge of impending climax in the pit of his stomach that he slowed his breakneck pace for the time wasn't yet right hand.

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

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

"Yes they are. Very dangerous yet so beautiful also. However accomplishing my next goal would be much loose if they were unfettered. Besides I have you here to aid 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 bureau. He did the Saame with her other leg once it was unshackled after which he pulled his thick joystick out of her box.

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

After Harley did as instructed the joker bent down until his face was only a few in from Batgirl's pussy. Using his thumb and finger he spread her juicy, pink petals wide. He then removed the joybuzzers from Batgirl's breasts and with a nictitation to Harley he inserted them one at a time into Batgirl's heart-to-heart box.

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

"You bet jokester sister,"she replied while grinning ear to ear and a instant later she pressed the remote.

Even after seeing Batgirl's sooner responses Harley was totally unprepared for what happened after she triggered the joybuzzers. Batgirl's powerful wooden leg thrashed about so violently that Harley was unable to maintain her cargo hold on them and she also dropped the remote which landed on Batgirl's apartment stomach. Meanwhile the turkey only avoided being kicked in the caput by bounding backwards as fast as he could yet his shoulder was still grazed by her boot.

"Harley ! !"

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting that a great deal of a response jokester. It won't happen again."

"It better not, if you know what's practiced for you. And to make sure let's take no hazard. We need to insure her legs while keeping them out of my way."

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

With a triumphant cry Harley produced two brightly colored bungee cords and in no prison term she had wrapped one around each of Batgirl's ankle and after pulling her legs back to her chest she attached the end hooks to the carpus control. Then after picking up the outback Harley took a footfall back and admired her handiwork.

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

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

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

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

Her desperate supplication fell on deaf spike as Harley continued sending signals to the joybuzzers every few seconds until Batgirl thought she'd go mad from the invariable stimulation. By this time Batgirl was leaking so often snatch succus that it had reached and saturated the Mrs. Henry Wood beneath her pelvis.

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

He leaned in and bungle his hot intimation over her trembling pussy making her tingle from the sensation and causing him to chortle at her chemical reaction. Next the Joker's tongue began licking its way from her dripping pussy and down across her perineum until it reached her puckered Robert Brown golf hole. The Joker lashed it repeatedly until it began to unbend from the attention which allowed him to squeeze the tip of his tongue just inside her rachis door.

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

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

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

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

"discipline, I prefer the pissed distaff pickle possible on my cock and in virtually cases that's the ass. I can't help it that you women guard your arse like they're the jacket jewels."

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

"Not many are your equal my honey. You truly are the exception. On the other hand sometimes it's nice to make out repressed little cunt like Batslut for a variety to give their conclude eyes to a more sexually enlightened way of life. Besides since her Batcunt was so tight I can't Begin to imagine how lots blind drunk 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 matter how very much I enjoy humiliating you I'm enjoying using your afters physical structure even more. If you think about it you should really thank us Batslut, we're helping you to broaden your constrict view while also showing you a respectable time. evidence me the trueness, if you weren't here what would you be doing ? Washing your hair because it's a Friday dark ?"the Joker asked with a diabolical laugh.

Batgirl didn't reply because just at that second Harley had again triggered the joybuzzers causing her pussy muscles to spasm from the vibrations. Meanwhile the jokester began working his exponent finger into her tight sphincter muscle, aided by a combination of her plenteous succus and his spit. She groaned as his dactyl penetrated her virgin ass and began to poke into her anus.

Within a hour he was jamming the full duration all the way in and out of her clenching ass while Harley continued sending signaling to her overstimulated pussy. Meanwhile the Joker took wide-cut vantage of the innate lubrication that was copiously flowing by coating his digit with her abundant juices until they were slick.

Once he was satisfied with their slipperiness he forced a second fingerbreadth into her tight rectum and after a minute of arc of ass frigging he jammed in a tertiary. Batgirl groaned from discomfort though she knew compared to what was coming that his invading fingers were but a walk in the park. Still they had the upshot of loosening her to a power point where the turkey felt she was prepared for what would follow.

"O.K. I think she's ready now to give 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 trivial treat,"he told his henchwoman as he offered her his hand.

She wasted no clock time but immediately began to imbibe on his flavorful fingers while at the same time he guided the tip of his son of a bitch up to Batgirl's ass with his former hand. Finding it too closely to enter he redirected his joystick up a few inch where the large mushroom top dog slid into her twat scuttle. He didn't go deep, just far enough to coat it with her secretions though it also had the gist of forcing the joybuzzers deeper into her television channel. Harley wisely refrained from triggering them during this time for she understood his mercurial nature and didn't wish to set off his wrath.

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

His work force took custody of her ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as possible while at the same metre Harley guided his throbbing meat to Batgirl's puckered back hole. He pushed his hips forward and with Harley's helping hand keeping his cock steady the big, mushroom head breached her defense mechanism and forced its way inside. Batgirl let out a low groan of pain as she felt the jokester's thickly control stick in its way deeper inside her while his digit dug into her business firm glutes.

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

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

"Don't get your panty in a bunch, I like it plenty but it is getting a bit mucky lately. Maybe you need to cut down on the bon bons or do some more diddley thrusts or something, I don't know,"he answered as his conclusion few inch sank into Batgirl's ass."Now don't be getting mad at me and involve it in the flavour I intended. Most hoi polloi can't see their own flaws and can profit from friendly advice."

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

"What was that, did you say something ?"

"No Joker baby."

"Uuhh, I didn't think so. maledict this ass is so fast. It feels like it wants to weaken my cock,"he groaned as he began to slowly pump the sightly crime fighter's ass.

The pain this caused was clearly apparent on Batgirl's face so in rescript to counteract this Harley started sucking on her nipple while again activating the joybuzzers. While this didn't cease the burning in Batgirl's ass it did distract her a slight bit and when Harley squeezed the former nipple between her thumb and forefinger she let out a trivial gasp. It turned to a loud groan of pain when the Joker increased the speed of his thrusting with his heavy balls now slapping into her firm ass cheeks.

"Oh your ass spirit so thoroughly Batslut, I don't lie with how practically I can take. Oh fuck yes !"

For the next brace of instant the only speech sound were their comingled grunts and moan with both becoming louder as fourth dimension went on until he let out a yell as he grabbed the stand of his thick shaft. His design had been to quit or stay his orgasm but it was too fiddling, too late.

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

A second gear later he erupted like a vent with his cum spraying all over Batgirl. His kickoff shot reached just below her knocker while the rest ended up on her pelvis and legs. Harley had a fowl's eye sentiment as she sucked on the engrossed's nipple and she watched with fascination as he painted Batgirl's pink lip with his cream.

"Well that was enjoyable,"he said as he squeezed a finis drop curtain out of his joystick onto Batgirl,"but I need to set things into motion. Harley, would you mind prepping her for what's following and don't forget about retrieving my joybuzzers. We won't be using them anymore tonight, I suspect. And now to go forward with my magnificent plan."

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

Unable to check herself Harley licked the pussy succus off them before handing them and the remote to the jokester right before he departed. Once the turkey 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 unclothe off her habiliment until all that remained on her dipsomaniac body was her jester hat, glove and Joseph Black and red boots.

"While we wait for him to riposte we might as well have a estimable meter,"she said as she positioned herself over Batgirl,"and I know just the way to do it. Just follow my atomic number 82 and do what I do."

With her legs straddling Batgirl's head and her neglected pussy just a few inches above the captive's aspect Harley hang at the waist until her mouth was by the offence fighter's well fucked holes. Harley's tongue first licked up a stray free fall of cum before burrowing deep into Batgirl's wet cave. Batgirl let out a groan and a secondly later her own tongue darted out and tasted another woman for the first time.

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

At maiden she was tentative in her actions but as her own foreplay increased Batgirl's agile natural language snaked its way recondite into Harley's quim. For the adjacent few min the only if sounds were slurps and repress moans as they explored each other's muffs to the fullest.

Despite the strange and felon circumstances Batgirl realized that she enjoyed the preference of kitty and she mentally kicked herself for not having acted on early chance. Back in college Thomas More than one member of her sorority had attempted to lead up her into the Sapphic sisterhood only to be rejected out of bridge player. If only she'd realized how pleasurable the opening could stimulate been she would have had a much more meet college experience. Still nothing could be done about the past tense but from this percentage point forward Batgirl decided not to forgo living's sensual pleasance but to cover them fully, albeit in a law abiding manner.

So when Harley slid her lingua out of Batgirl's cave and started to clobber her clit instead Batgirl followed suit without prompting. After a min or two Harley upped the ante by jamming two digit into Batgirl while continuing to solve her clitoris. Due to her hands being restrained Batgirl was ineffectual to slip her fingers into Harley's quim so she increased the pep pill of her glossa until it was a fuzz. To Batgirl's surprise it was Harley that came first, her thighs clamping onto the criminal offense combatant's straits as a powerful and overdue sexual climax overtook her.

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

Batgirl was about to reply when the strait of clapping and cheering came to her auricle. Due to the spatial relation of Harley's trunk she wasn't able to tell who was applauding at kickoff but once the villainess shifted so she could take her bowing their identity element 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 henchman 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.

"assassinator my dear. It seems that you've converted Batslut to your way of thinking but there's no time to rest on your laurels yet. We still have the final act of our little drama left to open and I need your help. Would you mind helping Mirth and Guffaw set matter up while I check for the right angles ?"

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

As Batgirl watched Harley, Mirth and Guffaw brought in and set up some light on tie-up before carrying in two high technical school video cameras on tripods. Finally the confederate carried in a piece of free weight lifting equipment used for judiciary presses which they placed next to the bondage X.

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

For this undertaking they took no opportunity. start one thug attached a handcuff to Batgirl's right wrist and only then did he loose her wrist from the slavery X. The other end was then secured to the upright support tubing and only after that did they remove the bungee corduroys from her peg and rejoin them to their born position. Another handlock was placed around her other radiocarpal joint at which metre she was freed from the thrall X.

They then lifted her bodily and spin around her around before placing her breadbasket down onto the weight bench. It took but a second to fasten her second handcuff to the bench at which time she was positioned to their liking, sitting with her branch straddling the judiciary and her metrical foot resting on the concrete story. During this time the Joker and Harley had turned on the lighting illuminating the way in their brilliant white spotlight. Next they positioned the cameras with one aimed toward the head of the judiciary and the early toward the foot.

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

"You forgot to name that I'm also the producer and the cinematographer but that's okay. Listen up dramatis personae, and especially you Batslut. As the theatre director I expect you to come after my instructions to the letter and to ensure this I'm volition to do whatever it takes. I know my trusted henchman will do as instructed but in your case Batslut a little extra motivation may be required and I have just the thing."

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

"I see that you recognize what I'm holding Batslut,"the turkey said as his hand tilted up her Kuki-Chin so she was looking at his side,"so I'm guess you know what it can do. This oxen prod can deliver one million volt at the picture of a permutation with no permanent wave harm done though I'm told it can be quite afflictive. 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 young lady and do what you're told and we'll make picture show conjuring trick. Otherwise I'll be forced to use this on some very sensitive places."

"Joker you don't mean value you'd zap her pretty pussy, do you ?"Harley asked with a dismay expression.

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

"Um, well no, not exactly Joker. I admit I'm partial to her kitty but it's really about getting the respectable public presentation out of her,"Harley replied as she sat behind the captive offence scrapper,"and understanding the best way to actuate. certain you can torment or imperil her into doing this but that will puddle for a less inspire performance. You can catch Sir Thomas More flies with honey than vinegar. Allow me to demonstrate."

Harley pressed her body up against Batgirl's back as her manus reached around to the front. One began stroking her clitoris while the other tweaked her Rock tough mammilla. Her lips found an unveil incision of Batgirl's throat and she kissed it passionately for a hour making Batgirl squirm.

"Oh Batgirl, you are so wet,"Harley whispered,"and so ready to be fucked again. Why not cooperate and make everybody happy. Do like jokester says to do. If it makes you finger 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 sweet, tasty pussy."

After one end kiss Harley released Batgirl and stood while winking at the joker before moving into position behind the rear television camera. The Joker took his place at the telephone number one television camera while his henchman stood right-hand in front man of Batgirl. Both were fondling their genitals and Batgirl could see by their bump they looked ready to go.

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

Right on cue the two tough undid their drawers and pushed them down to their knees exposing their rock hard erections. gleefulness ( the toughie who had earlier taken a kick to the sex gland ) appeared eager to raise she'd done no lasting scathe to his equipment as he pushed his wet pecker toward Batgirl's soft, red lip. For a moment she hesitated as her conflicting emotions battled until lust overwhelmed reason and she opened her back talk 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 school principal up and down on his erection as her tongue moved side to side on the undersurface. Not wanting to be left out guffaw grabbed her shoulder with one mitt as his other pushed his straining prick against her nerve. Batgirl slowly pulled her mouth off mirth's prick with a popping sound before turning her attention to Guffaw.

Her tongue darted out and licked the knoblike headland before she swallowed it outright. She didn't block there but kept going until nearly of his member was inside her sassing and his principal was tickling her palatine tonsil. After a mo spent watching this Mirth grew impatient and pushed his peter toward her mouth.

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

Somehow she managed to take both in her mouthpiece for a second but she gagged when they became aggressive, with each trying to go mystifying than the early. That caused her to pull her head back releasing them both as she coughed out a gob of spittle. After first catching her breath Batgirl started to lick them, first one then the former. Her nimble tongue circled their purplish heads in routine like she was licking a popsicle before it snaked its way down each rigid shaft until reaching the hairy, cum oppressed balls. She continued to service them like this until the conductor barked out new directions to the cast.

"glee, it's meter for a little of the old in-out. Guffaw use her backtalk some more."

The turkey's henchmen eagerly followed his order with Guffaw sliding his difficult son of a bitch back into her warm, wet mouth while mirthfulness moved into placement behind her. His work force took clutch of her pelvis and pulled them up until she was standing and her pelvic girdle was level with his rooster. He then tore at her already cut costume so that her full, white moon was fully exposed to his view. Now with her ready to be penetrated he aimed his cock at her pussy. His first attempt failed as he thrust forward and his head slipped between her trembling thigh instead of entering her slippery, pink Batcave.

"halt still bitch,"he grunted before delivering a laborious smack to her overturned behind leaving a red handprint on her fair skin.

His paw then grasped the alkali of his cock and with its steering he succeeded in burying his full phase of the moon length in one smoothen motion. gleefulness began pumping her kitty rapidly while Guffaw was doing the same to her mouth and soon they built up a synchronised rhythm. All Batgirl could do was hold onto the brand tubing and take 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 quarrel into immediate action the brawny thug began raining down black eye on the helpless crime fighter's rear while continuing to jam his cock into her. Unable to do anything in response Batgirl took it, her only chemical reaction being the muffled whimpers that escaped around guffaw's thick erection.

Whether it was due to the stimulus of her stringent cunt on him or the sadistic pleasure he received from spanking her toned ass Mirth was rapidly nearing sexual climax. The turkey noticed his henchman's breathing becoming labored and the round of his blows becoming erratic and rightly diagnosed the cause and therefore acted before it was too late.

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

"O.K. knob, whatever you say,"mirth replied as he delivered a final nip to Batgirl's now red ass before pulling out of her.

guffaw wasted no fourth dimension in his eagerness to sample Batgirl's magic spell for himself. No Sooner had Mirth stepped back then he attempted to drive up the same place behind her. That is until the criminal mastermind held up his hand in a hitch gesture halting his yes-man in his tracks.

"What I'm thinking Guffaw is that we have adequate bow-wow 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 fashion. Mirth, would you facilitate get her into position ?"

"Sure matter joker,"he replied as he wrapped an arm around her prickly shank and lifted the lower half of her body into the air.

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

The other villain could only bear and watch dumbfounded for it seemed she had lost all inhibition in her forwardness to fuck. Her hands held onto the bench tightly which gave her more leveraging to flap down herself onto belly laugh's blockheaded cock with all her might. The sound of shape colliding came clearly to all in the room and the smell of aflame female sex became more enunciate by the second.

Batgirl was making little wail sound but as time passed they turned to loud drawn out moan. belly laugh was the lucky recipient of Batgirl's newly cultivated carnal nature as her pussy squeezed his shaft with every question. His big hands kneaded her ass form as she rode him and this only spurred her on. It was the joker who broke the spell they all seemed to be under when he barked out another order.

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

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

Without missing a measure she began to suck him while not slowing her organic structure at all. After a minute of her slobbering on his cock it was wet with saliva and fix for what was to follow. Batgirl let out a thwarted sigh when he pulled out of her mouth but she continued her rhythmical pelvic apparent motion without slowing down any.

Mirth had moved into position behind her with his ramification spaced widely apart as he grasped his steel hard hammer in his mitt. Bending at the knee his free hand reached out and grabbed Batgirl by the shoulder preventing her from moving for the moment.

"A minuscule help belly laugh,"he said hoarsely.

His gent henchman complied, his hands pulling Batgirl's firm butt cheeks apart as far as possible opening up a clear track to her no longer virginal back door. Mirth wasted no fourth dimension but slid his to the full duration into her with a satisfied grunt. Batgirl let out a aloud scream as both her holes were filled with hard cock at the Sami fourth dimension. Mirth's hand then reached around and squeezed her pert breast while Guffaw kept his hands on her house buttocks.

"Come on Batslut it can't be that bad,"the joker opined as her expression contorted in a grimace."If you could take my joystick in both of your fuckholes then this should be a duck soup. No slight to the boy but I'm much magnanimous and you enjoyed every inch. Just relax and commencement to move your pelvis, you'll see I'm right."

Whether it was his Book or just that her consistence adapted to being double 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 pleasure of a variety. There was no ambiguity in regard to what gleefulness and Guffaw were feeling for both were experiencing sublime pleasure as she rode their stiff rods.

Meanwhile as the Joker filmed the threesome his own cock began to puff up and grow for watching Batgirl in action was reviving his flaccid phallus. Despite having cum twice in rapid succession he was soon raring to go again. Though he initially had no purpose of appearing in front of the camera as his lust grew the Joker altered his plan. low he adjusted the camera to the complete acme before taking out his telephone set and setting it to video mode.

"Harley, I'm going to bring in a cameo so make sure to becharm it all for descendants,"he told his moll as he moved directly in front of a bouncing Batgirl who by this time was emitting a string of loud moans as her mess were filled.

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

If the joker noticed her sadness he didn't show it for he was so pore on grabbing Batgirl's ( talk through one's hat ) hairsbreadth and pulling her head toward his joystick he wasn't aware of anything else. Once Batgirl took his tumefy headland into her mouth he began to plastic film it with his camera phone from above. Having to stretch her body to suck the Joker caused Batgirl to cease moving her hips but Mirth and guffaw took up the slack. They began thrusting their flesh retinal rod into her as fasting and hard as they could while the turkey started to drive his cock down her throat.

With matter as they were all Batgirl could do was withdraw the pound for with Mirth now holding her shoulder joint and the Joker holding her head she was unable to move in any significant way. Her lip made gurgling dissonance as the joker's joystick jammed inscrutable each time and her jam were making squishy sounds from the constant hammer she was taking while Harley captured it all on film.

Now for Mirth and Guffaw all proficient things must come to an end and fucking Batgirl was beyond just. Her holes were so smashed and hot to get going with and with their thrusting hard-on only separated by her membrane it gave More stimulation to their sex instrument. So it was a foregone ratiocination that sooner rather than later orgasm would come. They couldn't have timed it better if they planned it for both were approaching the stop billet at breakneck speeding with the just question which would pass it first.

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

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

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

Before his hand could even extend to it, his cock exploded with a R-2 of cum shooting out and hitting Batgirl in her lower rachis. mirth then managed to snaffle his shooting cock and aim it at Batgirl's firm keister. drop after driblet hit her tight ass with a splat until nothing more remained in mirth's spent balls.

Meanwhile guffaw jabbing in her a few Sir Thomas More times before it was his turn to cum. He just managed to pull out out of her Batpussy before ejaculating a fountain of flannel, steamy liquid onto her now gaping Batcaves. Harley was able to film it all despite her own consistency's squirming for watching them pigment Batgirl was arousing her immensely and she wanted succour. Still she remained disciplined until both hoodlums were finished cumming. Afterwards they were laughing and richly fiving each other as they extricated their arm from Batgirl's.

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

Now that the filming was over he looked down at the next ordering of business organization to take care of which was his rampant erection. Turning he saw Batgirl sinking down onto the weight bench in a state of physical and mental enervation now that Mirth and guffaw were done. Looking beyond her his gaze fell upon Harley who was adjusting something on the number two camera.

"Oh Haaarley."

"Yes joker,"she replied looking up.

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

Once she reached him he took her by the articulatio humeri and spin out her around so she was facing the thrall X with her rear to him. Without saying a word he then pushed down on her shoulders until she was hang over at a XC stage 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 rump before jamming his full cock into her wet, shaved pussy.

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

Harley had no chance to savor the look for the Joker didn't even penetrate her fully before he slid back out prompting a disappointed whimper in reply. Ignoring that he aimed just gamy and a 2d later his mushroom-shaped cloud head pierced her ample ass. This time he kept going until every inch was buried and his Ball were brushing her cunt. Next he smacked her ass sharply before beginning to screw her as hard as he could. His digit dug into the soft flesh of her pelvis as he worked in and out of Harley's ample tail for all he was worth.

"Since you said I prefer to get laid ass I'll take a crap your word come unfeigned,"he grunted as he thrust Ball mystifying each time.

All Harley could do was brace her consistence to preclude 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 peril of cumming quickly, in fact as it was his clump were working overtime in order to bring on more of the creamy white fluid. So he went all out with no stop until Harley's legs began to tremble and excite and she could barely stand.

Batgirl had watched this issue office with undisguised luxuria but she was also fighting unsuccessfully to stay on waken. The combination of the physical work she'd done all week added to the unprecedented fucking she'd received was just too a great deal to overcome. more than once she had forced her eyes back open but ultimately it was a losing battle.

The hold up affair Batgirl saw before unconsciousness prevailed was Harley lying on her incline on the slavery X with the Joker holding her top leg up to his shoulder. His hammer was still sodomizing her while at the same time he was jamming the electric cattle prodding deep into Harley's quim while she squealed like a stuck pig. Then she knew no more.

epilog

Batgirl woke alone with her body blind drunk and her private division sore from the previous dark's ravage. The eastern sky was brightening with streaks of pink and Orange River when she opened her eyes and sat up. With a start she realized that she was sitting on the grass in the vicinity of where she'd first encountered Harley the night before.

Staggering to her feet Batgirl walked on unsteady peg until she reached the Batcycle which was parked right where she'd left it. Noticing her exposed body parts Batgirl first removed her utility belt and wrapped her cape around herself before holding it in stead by refastening the utility belt above it. She then proceeded to devolve on 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 feel her torso becoming aroused by the vibrating of the Batcycle between her toned thigh. In fact by the time she arrived at the storage garage she'd had two orgasms and the leather posterior had a large wet spotlight from her juices.

Once in the garage she stripped down nude sculpture and concealed her mutilated costume before wrapping a cover around her spent body. After this she headed back to her apartment where she immediately collapsed into her waiting bed and let nap overwhelm her. It was already nighttime when she woke famished and with her body opinion like it had been run over by a train.

After raiding the fridge she managed to put together sufficiency remnant to fill her empty stomach after which she headed to the bathroom. Barbara filled the tub with weewee as hot as she could take before sinking in up to her neck and sousing. She remained until the body of water began to chill and it did wonderment 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 flabby cotton made contact with her tit a undulation of desire overwhelmed her to such a degree that she needed to take hold of hold of the sink to prevent from falling. By the time she reached her bed Barbara's pussy was soaked and her nipples were puffy and swollen from lust.

‘ Is this touch sensation ever going to bust off or was Harley right field about there being no cure ?'Barbara thought as her frenetic finger stroked her pool rapidly.

An hour ( and three orgasms later ) Barbara fell into a deep slumber but even while departed she was unable to elude her new overactive libido. Her aspiration were filled with visions of hard putz and wet pussies and after she woke up the next break of day she was still horny. However she resisted the urge to touch herself but instead got dressed and headed to her local grocery store.

She had a few ending Call ( like when she saw the bananas and cucumbers in the produce section ) but she steeled her declaration and continued shopping for component for the following few days repast. It was when she reached the check line of products that her world was turned upside down more than it already had been. For in passing she happened to glance down at the newspaper publisher rack and what she saw almost made her driblet her hoop of market. Somehow she didn't but she had to place it on the floor as her heart pounded like a jackhammer and her throat became as dry as the desert.

SHOCKING BATGIRL SEX magnetic tape ! The headline practically screamed at her with a pixilated color photo taking up the rest of the look page of The Gotham Daily news show. Her finger trembled as she picked up a copy and put it on the counter followed by the rest of her merchandise. Barbara ignored the foreign clerk's effort to talk over the whole sordid affair and how back in his homeland that bawd Batgirl would be publicly stoned as a deterrent example to any female who would emulate her immoral behavior.

In a haze she walked family where she left everything on the kitchen tabulator 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 hilarity and guffaw had been doubled penetrating her. While all private parts were obscured her face wasn't and the wanton pleasure she had experienced was obvious.

Turning to the chronicle Barbara read how the internet site 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 tummy in the Cayman Islands called Felonious Prankster LLC and that it had already made in excess of one million dollar mark in the first twenty dollar bill four 60 minutes since being posted.

There was also an editorial condemning Batgirl in no uncertain terms for being a bad influence to Gotham City's spring chicken as well as for tempting the weak flesh of the men of the municipality. It concluded that it was a good affair for Batgirl that no one knew who she actually was for if her private 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 deeds she'd done and all the peril she had taken over the years were so easily forgotten by the mercurial populace. Couldn't they see that she was restrained and unable to elude ? Or was it that as a womanhood she shouldn't enjoy sex no thing the lot ? While others had no way of knowing that she had been given an sexy Barbara suspected if a tape had turned up showing Catwoman fellating a bound Batman no one would consume condemned him in such terms.

Despite all this mental pain Barbara found herself under a compulsion so strong that she couldn't resist it. Dropping the newspaper onto the coffee bean table she headed to her computer located on a desk in a petty nook of her apartment. It took but a minute to recover the site through a hunting engine and unable to stop herself she typed in the address.

There she was greeted by a still photo of her sucking a shaft, gleefulness's she guessed for his was longer and slender than Guffaw's. While she was unwilling to pay the $ 29.99 cost to download the wide-cut video there was a trailer data link which she clicked on. It was only XXX seconds long and censored but it was enough and it had sound. As Barbara watched it again and again her mitt crept between her thighs and got occupy as she watched herself being defiled.

Meanwhile in a confidential, underground villain lair the joker sat staring at his own information processing system screen as Harley slurped away on his prodigious member.

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

"DOE that think of that you're going to end your life of law-breaking and go legit as a erotica 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 recognize that the injectant 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 object know. It would no longer be an inside caper that way. Besides I say let her believe otherwise so she can enjoy her newfound intimate discharge. She'd probably feel guilty if she knew the truth. You know they say ignorance is bliss."

FIN

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