Cowl Is Removed

After Joker had made his request he turned on the video recording system in the room. He wanted to make sure the unmasking and deflowering of Batgirl would live on for generations. He planned to release the video when the time was right. Batgirl was enjoying herself so much until Joker had made his command. She felt like an ornery child who had just been scolded. Tears began streaming down Barbara's cowl and sliding off her cheeks. She knew that there was **** to be made. The serum had full control of her, and it wasn't letting go. She needed to have Joker at this point. Barbara didn't even bother to resist, she just wanted her humiliation to end and the pleasure to begin. Her head bowed before Joker, and the only way she could respond was a sullen tone of, "As you wish, Master J." Her yellow-gloved hands reached for her purple cowl and slowly lifted it off of her head. Once Barbara's face came into view Joker's smile of delight evolved into more insane cackling. "Oh this is just too good! No wonder you're the virgin goody-two shoes that you are! After all, Barbara Gordon, the police commissioner's daughter has a reputation to uphold...and one that we'll be quickly changing. I bet daddy doesn't even know about your little Bat secret either. I can't wait to see his face when he finds out!" Despite Barbara's lustful inclinations she winced at the idea of her father discovering her alter-ego let alone her dealings with the Joker. However unnerving the feeling was, it wasn't enough to deter her from her lustful craving for her master, the Joker. "You have done well so far dear Batgirl. You're well on your way to becoming my Harley-Bat. I commend you on following through on your orders. It is clear that it is time you deserve your reward." The tingling of giddiness was crescendo-ed within Batgirl. Her pussy had never been so wet before, it was hungry Joker's cock and only Joker's cock. No man had ever driven her sex-crazy like this before. Barbara was biting her lower lip in order to contain the passion that was brewing between her thighs. "Rise from your knees Bat-slut, give your master a kiss." Batgirl practically jumped to her feet. She tightly pushed her hips and breasts against Joker and ran her gloved fingers through his green hair. She slowly submitted her juicy red lips to Joker, letting out a muffled squeal of delight when they touched. Barbara's tongue eventually made its way into Joker's mouth which lead to some pleased sounds of his own. Joker practically had to pry Batgirl off of him. He took her cowl out of her hand and reattached it to her costume. This was going to be a proper deflowering of the Batgirl. He could tell Batgirl was eagerly awaiting his cock. To be honest he was ready to finally enjoy her tight, hot little pussy. Joker's sexual experience allowed him to tease her for an ongoing amount of time, but it did not represent how much he wanted her. She was the most stunning creature he had ever come across. It made it that much sweeter that he was on the cusp of crushing her virtue, taming, and turning Batgirl to his side. She was going to make the most excellent Harley-Bat to rule by his side. It was time to enjoy his prize.

Joker grabbed Batgirl's arms with great ****, it caught her off guard. He flipped her around and put her on the ground on all fours. Batgirl's torn costume allowed Joker to see Barbara's pussy that was glistening with desire for Joker's throbbing cock. "The virtuous heroine becomes evil's ****," said Joker. "Yes," whispered Batgirl. Joker slammed his cock inside of Batgirl. "OOOOOOO!!!!" Batgirl responded with relief, pleasure, and surprise by the foreign sensation. Joker thrusted fiercely within Batgirl while she was rocking back and forth on her hands and knees. She continued to let out girlish sounds of delight and gratitude. "Oooo Master J, yes Joker, oh yes!!!!" Joker was equally enjoying himself. His cock was enveloped by her tight little pussy. It was so warm, and he had never felt a woman who had been this wet for him. Batgirl's pussy was gushing with moisture for her master. Joker groaned pleasurably as Batgirl's pussy constricted around his dick, milking his cock for its cum. Joker continued forcing himself in and out of the superheroine. "Do you like it my darling Batslut? Do you want more?" asked Joker. "Yes! YES MASTER J!!! Please don't stop!" said Batgirl. Now on the precipice of orgasm she was delusional with sexual euphoria. Joker could sense it, she was ready to transition. "Are you ready to become my Harley-Bat, Batgirl? Will you be my queen of evil serving at my side." Barbara couldn't even think, words just flowed from her mouth. "YES, yes Master J I am your Harley-Bat!" Joker almost came hearing those words, Batgirl was his, mind, body, and spirit. "With your orgasm, you will complete your transition. Cum for me Batgirl, cum for me and dawn your new identity, the Harley Bat!" Hearing those words of dominance sent Barbara over the edge, "Yes Master J! YES!!! YES MY KING!!! I AM YOUR HARLEY-BAT!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...." Barbara's body constricted and flushed with mind blowing pleasure that she had ever experienced. She either didn't mind or didn't realize that she had turned herself over to Joker. Batgirl's submission was a mind blowing as well as a load blowing pleasure for him. His seed exploded into Batgirl's virgin womb. Batgirl ravaged the feeling. "Yesss..." she whispered. Joker had never been so full of cum, it would stop. He withdrew himself from Batgirl. He flipped her over and came on her chest, disgracing the symbol of the fallen Batgirl. Barbarba smiled in a delusional delight.

Batgirl laidd there, basking in the warm glow of her orgasm. Joker stood over her, his grin appeared even wider then usual. "My Harley-Bat, there is one thing you must know, now that you have given yourself to me. There was no serum. I had only injected you with minor sedatives to disorient you. Your desire for me and to become my Harley-Bat have been all your own."

Barabara went from complete euphoria to utter disgust. Her face morphed into a blank stare whispering, "no...".