Bring Quinn Down a Notch...

Before any of the ninja can answer, Harley flips toward the closest one, grabbing his head with her feet and snapping it hard to one side. Harley looks smug and cocky as his neck snaps and the ninja collapses to the ground in a heap. Just when she thinks she might win this encounter, the leader raises his sword, pointing it at her.

"Seize her!!”

All at once, the remaining ninja rush toward her. As Harley braces for them, two more drop down from above, grabbing her arms and holding she securely as she struggles in their grasp.

Harley squirms as the two grab her. She twists and struggles, trying to break free. "Aww... Mr. J isn’t going to be very happy when he finds out you were touching his girl. Let me go and we can keep it our dirty little secret, kay handsome?"

The lead ninja steps closer, dangerously close, as Harley can feel the heat coming from his body as he stands near her.

"Do not worry about us, Ms. Quinn. Everything that happens in this alley shall remain our 'dirty little secret'. And you will learn your role in the grander scheme of the universe.”

His face hidden by his mask, only the narrow slit revealing the slightest features... his eyes. His eyes stare at Harley Quinn, stare at her body on display for them - slutty, sexy, as if begging to be defiled. Reaching up, the leader grabs her breasts in his hand, groping them hungrily as he feels them in his grasp.

"Hey!! Mmm..." Harley moans as the ninja gropes her. “Stop it... those belong to Mr. J. Only he can touch them." She says, kicking up with her legs at him.

As Harley attempts to lash out, the ninja grabs a leg deftly in each hand. Pulling them slowly, he spreads them apart as the others hold her in the air.

"I believe now you are beginning to understand your place and role in society.” He says, pressing his crotch against her waist as Harley struggles. From behind her, two more hands reach up groping and fondling her breasts from either side.

"Ohhhh..." Harley groans as she feels my bulge pressing against her. As more hands fondle and tease her breasts, Harley lets out a whimper.

“M-my place is with Mr. J. Now, unhand me!” Harley says, her voice faltering.