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You placed a hand on Harley’s buttcheeks over her shorts and squeezed lightly.

Harley gasped and became still. “W-whadya doin mister?” She asked, sounding nervous.

“Just relax. I’m here to make you a deal.”

With Harley still handcuffed behind her back and lying face down on her belly, your groping hand began to explore, tracing your fingers on her exposed back and caressing the back of her athletic, tapered thighs.

“Y-you… ooohhh…” Harley stammered and let out a soft moan.

“You’re a fine piece of ass, Harley Quinn,” you said, “You deserve more than to run around, doing a circus clown’s bidding, don’t you think?”

Gone was Harley’s spunky attitude from earlier. She had become uncharacteristically docile. Her breathing had quickly picked up to become laboured panting.

Harley’s reaction was a great relief on your part. To date you’ve avoided these costumed freaks like a plague, so you had no idea if your powers would actually work on them. Sure, Harley Quinn was closer to being a normie compared to those with actual para-normal abilities, but this was an encouraging first step.

“Come work for me, baby-girl, whaddya say? I’ll treat you right…” you said as you resumed squeezing the girl’s delightfully soft and nubile bubble butt over her shorts.

“I-I… B-but… Mistah J…” Harley panted.

“Mmm… You mean the Joker? I’ve read up on him a little bit. Quite the character. But he’ll never give you what you want. You know that right? All you do, you do for him. But all he does, he does for the Batman….”

“Noooo….” Harley mewled.

“That clown will never make you feel like this, sweetcheeks,” you said as you slipped your hand under Harley’s shorts and grabbed the full curve of her asscheek, making her writhe and moan louder. “I’m very different, Harley,” you said and blew into her flushed ear, “I give before I take.”

You dug deeper down her shorts from behind her and slid your fingers under her, tracing her wet, hot labia.

“Ahhh..Ahhhhh…” Harley moaned and arched her back in pleasure.

“That’s a nice, tight pussy you have there,” you said, “I want you to give it to me, Harley. You know you want that too. Don’t you sweetie?”

Harley kept moaning as you continued to rub her slick pussy.

Then you pulled your hand out of Harley’s shorts.

Harley trembled on the ground but instinctively raised her ass to chase after your withdrawn touch. You smiled, knowing that you have her in your power.

“You have talent, girl. If this was any other time, I’d love to take my time on you, but I’m afraid I’m on the clock.” You said.

You pulled out the electronic key device and unlocked Harley’s cuffs before uncuffing her. “Get up sweetcheeks. Come on.”

Still shaking badly, Harley had some trouble getting on her feet.

“Easy now,” you said as you helped her turn around, “Stay on your knees, baby. I’m gonna give you a lil treat.”

With Harley kneeling before you, panting heavily in a daze, you proceeded to unbuckle your pants and free your giant cock before her face.

The effect was immediate. Harley’s dazed, unfocused eyes immediately locked on to your massive pink schlong. Her jaw fell open and her pupils dilated as your cock filled her vision. Even with all that make-up on, her face instantly blushed up a storm, making it glow in heated pink. She started hyperventilating.

“What do you think, baby-girl?” You asked as you stepped up with your fully erect schlong , sliding it up against Harley’s hotly flushed face.

“O-oh… my… g-gawd…” Harley panted and trembled while her face propped up the underside of your long, fat schlong.

You took hold of one of Harley’s pigtails and yanked her closer under you until you felt your large balls press against her fine face and her heated breath blowing furiously against your nutsack.

“You know what to do, baby,” you said, “Don’t think. Don’t question. Just let it flow. You’re a natural, baby-girl.”

On cue, you felt Harley’s hot little tongue start to explore your balls and the base of your cock.

“Thatssss it… Good girl… You were made for this…” You said.

Harley moaned and started licking and rubbing her face against your cock and balls much more aggressively.

You let your new pet indulge herself for a good ten minutes, wishing you had a cigar to light up. The young blonde girl seemed to have absolutely lost her mind to a ****-induced high, hungrily exploring every square inch of your genitals as if she was trying to imprint the damn thing on her face and memorize every contour and ridge with her tongue, all while moaning and panting madly.

You busied yourself freeing up her perky tits from the front of her top and teasing her stiff pink nipples as you checked your watch, noting the time.

Then you yanked Harley’s head away from your cock by one of her pigtails.

“Time’s up honey,” you said, smirking as you studied her lusty stupified face. You held your cock and smacked it on Harley’s face several times. “What’s it gonna be? Do you wanna be mine?”

Harley’s gaze was still locked yearningly on your cock. “Y-yes…” She whispered.

“Speak up sweetie.”

“YES I-I’ll be yours mister!” Harley squealed desperately.

“Mmm… Call me daddy.”

“Y-yes daddy!”

“Good girl. Have you ever sucked cock before?”

“I-I…”

“Doesn’t matter,” you replied with a chuckle, “You’ve never sucked a cock like this. Go ahead baby. Suck it. Earn your place by my side.”

“Yes… Daddy…” Harley panted as she took your schlong in her hands and guided the fat tip into her mouth before lovingly enveloping it between her pouty lips. “Mmmmmmm….” She moaned in gratification.

“That’s good. You’ve got this. Don’t think, just do. Let your body take over,” you hissed with pleasure. “You’re a natural recepticle for this cock, Harley. Every fibre in your being knows this. It resonates with every frequency of your soul. Deep inside, you know you were meant for this.”

**Schluck… schluck… schluck…. Schlck… gluggg…. Schluk**

Harley bobbed her head back and forth on your cock as she eagerly strived to take more and more of you down her throat. Her eyes were completely glazed over with bliss and ecstacy. Despite growing slightly teary-eyed from **** on your cock, Harley only seemed to become steadily more **** to clog her throat with more of your meat.

It didn’t take long for Harley to get a rise out of your nuts. “Yeah, that’s it. I’m gonna cum, baby,” you groaned. You proceeded to pull your cock unceremoniously out of Harley’s mouth as she was busy gagging on it and started to stroke it furiously over her face. “Open up baby-girl. Daddy’s cumming.”

Heaving furiously for air, Harley quickly complied just in time for you to start ejaculating vigorously into her mouth and onto her face.

“Oh yeahh… That’s a good girl, Harley…” you moaned in approval, “Welcome back to the Suicide Squad, baby-girl.”