Humiliated by the Joker

Impatient, the Joker spread her thighs with a possessive gesture, his fingers still glistening with her secretions sliding slowly and deliberately along her labia as he leaned down and began to lick her, his fingers cruelly tugging at Batgirl's clitoris.

Batgirl's thighs trembled as the Joker's tongue traced its way up slowly and obscenely, her nakedness glistening under the harsh studio lights. A moan escaped her, half pleasure, half terror, as his fingers twisted her clitoris with cruel precision, each touch sending jolts of unwanted sensation down her spine.

"Tsk, tsk," he murmured against her, his breath warm and wet. "You're dripping for me, aren't you? Like a cheap whore." His teeth grazed the inside of her thigh, biting just hard enough to make her flinch, before his mouth closed around her, sucking greedily.

Batgirl let out a strangled cry, her body arching under the onslaught of his tongue and fingers, her nails clawing vainly at the cold floor. The Joker groaned against her flesh, his lips sealing around her swollen clitoris as he sucked on her with theatrical voracity, his cheeks hollowed with the effort.

"Look how she's writhing, Daddy!" he chuckled between licks, his voice muffled by his erection. His fingers suddenly plunged inside her, brutal and unprepared, while his tongue flattened against her clitoris in a wide, wet motion. Batgirl screamed, her body wracked with uncontrollable spasms, her thighs instinctively gripping the Joker's head before the collar punished this muscular rebellion with a jolt that made her arch violently backward.

Her pleasure intensified by the second, she was wracked with spasms heralding a dirty, vulgar orgasm.

- Master, I'm going to come,

the Joker stopped and struck her clitoris violently.

The clown's hand slammed against Batgirl's swollen vulva with calculated ****, the reddening flesh bouncing under the impact. A sharp cry escaped her, half pain, half frustration, her muscles contracting in a thwarted orgasm.

He presented his penis to Batgirl's vagina and looked at the camera knowing Commissioner Gordon must be watching.

- Daddy, I'm going to make her a Joker baby.

And suddenly he began to **** her like a madman.

The Joker's hips rose and fell with a frenzied, bestial rhythm, his penis tearing into Batgirl with each brutal thrust. Her body trembled against the cold floor, her thighs glistening with sweat and excitement, quivering as he rammed himself in to the hilt with a guttural growl.

"Look, Daddy, look how she's taking it all! Your whore of a daughter has already been with the Big Bad Wolf," he growled, pulling her hips higher, forcing her to arch obscenely as he penetrated deeper. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of her waist, leaving painful red welts.

Batgirl sobbed, her tears mingling with the Joker's saliva that dripped down her chin. His hips slammed against hers with mechanical ****, each thrust tearing a hoarse gasp from her bruised throat.

"Oh, Daddy, she's so tight... it feels so good." The Joker rolled his eyes, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs like claws. "Can you feel that?"

His voice was a low, guttural groan, broken by each brutal thrust that slapped their flesh together. Sweat dripped from his forehead, falling in greasy drops onto Batgirl's trembling stomach. He leaned closer, his lips curling into a savage grin, his yellow teeth brushing against her neck.

Batgirl moaned, her body wracked by each bestial thrust that pinned her to the ground. The Joker gasped, his raspy breath echoing against her damp neck as he plowed into her with increasing frenzy. His fingers clawed at her hips, his nails digging into the pale flesh, leaving purplish welts.

"You'll feel Daddy coming, my pretty..." he growled, his voice hoarse, his tongue trailing along her salty neck. Her hips slapped faster, more savagely, each thrust of his penis eliciting a strangled moan from Batgirl. She felt her muscles tighten around him, involuntarily betraying her body as the Joker laughed—a wet, raspy sound against her ear.

- Oh, she likes that, Daddy!

"Your little female dog trembles for me!" The Joker sneered, his fingers digging into Batgirl's bruised hips like butcher's hooks. His putrid breath filled her nostrils as he accelerated further, each thrust of his hips slapping their flesh with an obscene sound that echoed in the closed room.

She felt her stomach clench violently as he shifted his angle, the head of his penis scraping against a sensitive spot inside that made her moan involuntarily.

The Joker's laughter turned into a guttural growl as his hips moved faster, the wet slap of his flesh drowning out Batgirl's muffled moans. His fingers dug deeper into her thighs, crescents of blood beading beneath his nails as he pulled her pelvis upward, forcing her into a new and brutal position.

"There... right there, isn't it?" he hissed, saliva dripping from his teeth as he watched her arch involuntarily, her body betraying her with shivers of unwanted pleasure. His penis throbbed inside her, each thrust plunging deeper into that sensitive spot until her cries broke into a hoarse, heart-rending whisper.

The Joker crushed his lips against Batgirl's ear, his yellow teeth nibbling at her lobe as a bestial gurgle rose in her throat. His hips slammed together one last time, plunging so deep that Batgirl's stomach heaved with the **** of the impact. She felt his penis throb inside her, burning like molten metal, before jet after jet filled her to overflowing.

Her orgasm, which had been held back for too long, exploded like a volcano of obscene pleasure; she could no longer control herself, screaming the Joker's name in her ecstasy.

The Joker's laughter pierced Batgirl's eardrums as it remained buried inside her, his penis still throbbing with residual spasms. A drop of acidic sweat fell from her chin onto her trembling eyelid, stinging her like a tear of poison.

"Ha ha ha... Listen to your stomach gurgle, my pretty," he chuckled, patting her taut abdomen, snapping the slimy fingers of his other hand against her bruised hip.

"Tsk, listen to that sound..." The Joker pressed his ear against Batgirl's trembling stomach, his filthy fingers tracing slimy circles on her damp skin. An obscene gurgle echoed as he pressed lightly against it, causing a thick stream to rise between her trembling thighs.

She tried to close her legs, a pathetic reflex, but he yanked her knees apart, his nails digging into the bruised flesh of her thighs.

The Joker let out a raucous laugh, his tongue trailing obscenely along Batgirl's heaving belly. His hooked fingers dug into the damp flesh of her spread thighs, raising reddened folds where the skin gave way beneath the pressure.

"Shhh, my little female dog, can you feel how you're gurgling?" His voice was a slimy whisper against her quivering navel, as a thick droplet beaded between her thighs and fell to the floor with a wet splash.