Dancing with the Devil

What the hell?! That was the first thing that poured through Barbara's mind as the Joker explained his plans to her. Always with the plans...but when did he get into the idea of a sexual epidemic. In a way she wanted to laugh, for once he actually caused a slight tickle of amusement to course through her mind. She vaguely wondered what the Batman would think of this...

Yet and still after the serum was given to her she frowned. The idea of sex and the Joker in once sentence didn't mix. In fact it appauled her. "This isn't going to work Joker...." she called out to him as he left. Struggling against her restraints again this didn't bode well in fact the former amusement was completely gone.

She sat there in a huff as a slow warmth began to creep along her spin. Nothing out of the ordinary there. The batsuit she wore kept her warm from cold climate that's all. Man... her dad would kill her if he only knew. Another jolt of warth crept along her legs starting at her feet and rolling up to her thighs to pool at her center. "What the..." Her stomach seemed to turn in on itself a warmth pooling there as well. After about three or for minutes of unexplainable heat flashes, Batgirl suddenly felt drunk. Her body was tingling all over, every slight movement sent shivers throughout her body, given the form fitted suit it only made matters worse when she struggled to get free.
 
"Ooohh, I see it's working just fine then."

He casually set his hand between her legs, feeling the warmth building in that area. That grin of his grew as he chuckled to himself.

"Good thing too, I was worried I'd have to give you extra! Ha ha!"

With the serum taking effect, it was time to have a little fun. Harley wasnt about, the trooper she was...taking a hit so he could have a good ol' time. Speaking of that, he wondered how she was faring with the Batman. He may be well on his way to locating them. Oh well, shit happens.

He walked over to the counter and grabbed a pair of scissors. He then slowly cut through her costume from the middle of the neck right down to between her legs. That done he tossed the scissors away and pulled the rest of the costume away from the middle exposing her rather pert breasts, flat tummy, and nicely shaved slit.

"Ah, girl you need to eat something. Seriously. Some cushion for the pushin' is what I always say!"

He said with his finger pointed up and his eyes closed as if it was some famous bit of advice. That was followed with a bit of a devilish chuckle as he began to tease her body. Her nipples came first, twisting and tugging, pinching and rolling. Then one hand moved to her slit where he slid a finger between her folds and sampled the juices that were already flowing.

"Mmm...just like mom used to make! Ha ha ha!"

He took his finger, covered in her warm juices, and flicked the stuff on her face.

"Ah ha ha, that recipe always wins 'em over!"

He played about her petite frame like a child who just unwrapped his new christmas present and was now taking it for it's first spin. He had to check every little thing and run his hands all over her.

"Hmm..maybe I should call the boys over. I'm sure they'd love this..."
 
Batgirl squeaked at her nipples being played with but she couldn't help the feeling being rather needed. Next came the spreading of her legs and an intruding finger or two playing at her wet folds. She squrimed a whimper escaping her lips at the intrusion. She glared at Joker of all people to be causing this...

Where was Batman when you needed him? Her mind wondered but then it only filled with muddled thoughts of mounting him in a rather lude gesture. Damn...

She closed her eyes then glared evilly as he flicked her own juices over her face. But then she began licking at her lips tasting herself there. Not bad...

With the Joker's dirty taunts she only felt more in need and lifted a curious eye when he spoke of his boys. No matter how screwed in the head she was she didn't want nor need some strange men mounting her. "No..." she called out at that but it was only a weak plea at best. Where was Batman!?
 
Her saying "No" was just the sort of thing he needed to hear. The word came out in a faint whisper. So weak and fragile was her voice that he almost missed it. The serum had gone to work faster and had a better effect than he previously thought it would.

He called the boys in and left himself, he had matters to attend to elsewhere in the apartment complex. Since the serum was working so well, he wanted to get it out as soon as possible so he went to go make the neccesary arrangements.

Meanwhile, back in the apartment the two men, large and bulky as they were stood around the table, looking down on the poor girl.

"Well, the boss man said to do what we want with her..."

The first one spoke up, seeming to grope himself as he puckered his lips.

"Fine by me, she's a hottie too. I call her pussy first though. I hate sloppy seconds."

The second man replied, walking to the end of the table and eyeing his awaiting prize.

"Meh, I'm gonna let her go to work on me on this end."

The first man walked to the head of the table and tugged her forward just a bit so her head hung off of the table.

"Now open wide for Uncle Biggie."

He pulled out his rather impressive cock, resting it over her face with the head just touching her lips. The other man however, didnt waste any time at all and quickly slid his equally impressive member right into her pussy, grunting as it slipped in with ease.

"Damn, this bitch is gushing wet!"
 
Batgirl barely knew what was going on before she felt someone invading her snatch. Lifting her head she saw the big man making quick work of her down below, her legs twitch to get free an wrap her thighs around his neck. Serum or not that wasn't the Dick she wanted between her legs at any point...

Growling she leaned back noting the other man ready to slip his digit in her mouth. The hell he was... she would bite him. But damn she wanted it so bad too. As the man in her snatched worked the protests from her lips, the other came up beside her. Her mouth arleady open with the whimpers and mewls it took to keep her head.

Batman would come, she was sure of it. He'd help her out of this...but her mind was too fuzzy to even hope for that miracle.
 
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OOC-I'm going to go ahead and hold out until our Batman posts again. I dont want to get too far ahead.
 
Thanks for waiting kids. Batman's back.

"Ya don't understand it, do ya, Batsy?!, My Puddin' left me here... He used me too many times, 'n' now he don't want me at all... I ain't nuthin' but a toy ta him. I don't wanna be that no more, Bats....I wanna be a good girl, Bats.... but- I just dunno how.."

The Dark Knight narrowed his eyes at her words, stopping in his steps. The dark wings of his cape drapped off his powerful shoulders as the girls words rang in his ears. He could find the Joker easily enough but that madman had Barbara and there wasn't anytime to waste. He needed a leed.

Without turning to look at her the dark gravelly voice rolled from his lips, "Tell me where he is"

The cape swirled around his feet as he turned his gaze on her. There was a kindness in his tone. "Tell me where the Joker is and I'll talk to Commissioner Gordon. You'll recieve a reduced sentence with a possible parole."

He moved with an effortless grace to her and dropped to a knee to meet her eyes. He saw tears all the time. He saw the kind of desperation all the time in the scum of Gotham, phoney tears to earn his mercy, or the tears of the victims he'd been too late to protect. Harley was a good actress but he needed her help.

The voice dropped an octave, "Where has he taken Batgirl"
 
"I dunno, Bats, really..." Harley looked to him, shrugging. "All I did was get him outta the jooint, an' we came back here, an' I started showin' him just how much I was missin' him an' he said somethin' bout wantin' revenge, ha, on you... But next thing I know, I'm hangin' around like some puppet on a string."

She lowered her eyes as he tried to bargain with her. "I know you're tryin' to be nice t' me, Batman... but... I can't help ya. I-I dunno where he is." Her blonde pigtails bobbed as she sniffled again, holding her mask in her hands as she twisted it. "I know he was.. playin' with somethin'. Some new drug'a his... but he said I wasn't allowed near it, an' he had it all locked up before he got carted off by ya.." She pointed to a locked door across the warehouse. "But its gone now. All of it... an' I dunno what it was."
 
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