Joker Uses a Toy

When Batgirl awoke she was no longer in her cage. She was laying back down on a bed, her arms and legs tied to the mahogany posts. Batgirl's costume remained in tact except for the tear created by the Joker around her crotch. However, Barbara felt as though the opening had extended to her bottom. She feared this had come by design and not an accidental care. The most disheartening thing she noticed was the realization that she did not immediately test her shackles to see if she could escape. The idea of resistance had become mundane for Barbara. At this point it felt like it was a waist of time. Was this another effect of the serum, or was these feelings due to the disheartening nature of her circumstance? Honestly, it didn't matter to her at this point. She was just happy to be in a comfortable bed at this point instead of on the floor in a cage.

"Well, well my deary, good to see you awake and ready to play!" Joker entered right on cue. "I'll excuse you not being able to kneel, considering your position HAHAHA!!! Now you see, my lovely Batgirl, is that with the doses of the serum you have been given, you will require a diminishing margin of doses in our coming sessions until your transformation into my Harley-Bat is finally complete. I can see it has taken away some of your usually fight. Aren't you thrilled to be making progress? I know I am! My future Harley-Bat is such a quick learner, or maybe she's just eager to please me!"

"Joker, I have no desire to please you. Do yourself a favor funny man, and quit kidding yourself. I only suffer through putting up with you in order to survive long enough to be rescued," said Batgirl.

"Scarecrow did mention that delusions might be part of the side effects of the serum. Obviously you must delusional if you think anyone is coming to the rescue, Bat or otherwise," Joker said in a tune that showed he was not amused. "Getting down to business though, my little Batslut is in need of some attention. I would want you feeling neglected now." Joker reached into his front pocket and pulled out his handkerchief. Her tied it around Barbara's head, placing the handkerchief tightly in her mouth, ensuring that she was thoroughly gagged. Batgirl did not resist or squeal until she saw Joker place a giant green dildo on the end of the bed. The sight of the sexual instrument instantly awoke Batgirl out of here stupor. She was once again trying to actively fight the serum in order to avoid any violation of her to a great degree than she had experienced at Joker's hands.

Without delay Joker thrust the dildo into Batgirl's vagina. Batgirl grimaced and winced in pain. She was only used to masturbating with her fingers. It wasn't due to the lack of a desire to experiment with a dildo, but the idea of her sticking foreign objects into her body had always seemed to collide with her wholesome image that she held sacred.

"Oh don't worry Batgirl, you'll learn to enjoy my little toy soon enough," Joker mocked. His thrusts were not as violent as the initial insertion. Joker worked the dildo methodically to bring about Batgirl's arousal. The longer Joker went on, the more the wetness swelled within Batgirl's tender lips. He could see that she was finally starting to take to her treatment. Once again Batgirl knew she had the lost the struggle against Joker's advances. She was starting to give into the sexual bliss. Her hips began to grind in sequence with the strokes of the dildo. "Just so you understand Batgirl, this is no ordinary dildo. It is filled with a potent dose of my Scarecrow serum. The more you grind, squeeze, and enjoy yourself, the more serum will excrete from the dildo. Its effects will be much more lasting because it will be directly introduced into your system. The more you give into the pleasure, the more you give into me!" Joker let out another cackle.

Batgirl was torn. She didn't want anything to do with the terrible ****, but she couldn't fight the dildo. Joker was giving her yet another experience, the likes she had never felt before. Her whole body was thrusting with the dildo. Her chains rattled but not because she wanted to escape. Beads of sweat rolled down her mask and made their way to her collar. The gag did little to suppress her moans of pleasure bordering on ecstasy. She craved that sexual release like a thirsty man looking for water in a desert. Joker used his free hand to remove the gag then start massaging Batgirl's breasts. Barbara's moans became more and more high pitched. Her petite stomach was gasping for air.

"You've experienced the agony of an orgasm taken away Batgirl. Do you wish to suffer through that again?" Joker asked.