Harley's humiliation begins

Being the joker's right hand woman was fun and all, but Harley eventually grew tired of only being known as "Joker's chick", wanting to be the star of the show for once. Therefore, Harley had decided to leave the joker and make a name for herself, she deserved respect too dammit.

Without any goons or a hideout, Harley had to find ways to fund her villainy. She always clashed with Catwoman, yet had to take a page from her book in jewel thievery. Harley made it look better though.

So that's how she went about her days, stealing priceless jewels all around Gotham to fund her criminal empire. No one ever said it would be easy, with a few close shaves with the batman and even having to leave her haul behind in order to make a quick escape without the weight bogging her down. But hey, this was the life she chose.

And so, that's how she ended up here. She made a lot of enemies, and a lot tried to take **** on her. Humiliation was not really the most original ****.

And neither was the whole masked criminal shtick.

Another masked villain wanting to make a name for themselves in Gotham? How unoriginal can you get? Harley thought to herself as she gave the "Master Maniac", which he had made known at every available opportunity, a **** glare with her hands bound and mouth duct-taped shut.

There were almost a dozen masked criminals aiming to be the next penguin or two-face within Gotham, though none really stayed after their first good thumping from Batman, and Harley assumed this guy was no different. For this guy to be the one taking **** on her? She just couldn't entertain that thought.

"Struggle as you might, Harley Quinn, the Master Maniac shall emerge victorious in the end!" He cackled, causing Harley to roll her eyes with how hard he was practically staring to her curves through the dress.

He grabbed a pair of scissors and smoothly cut a line through the front and back of her dress, leaving her more to room to spread her legs and expose herself.

"You shall be violated by the Master Maniac!" The bombastic villain declared under his mask, shoving Harley on the bed and spreading her legs to pull down her black-and-red checkered panties to reveal her puffy pussy.

A clown is one thing, but to allow this joke to get into my pants? The other villains would never let me live this down! Harley was angrily thinking to herself as she started to swing her legs around and kick the Master Maniac in her face.

"I love it when whores put up a good fight!" The villain laughed as he avoided her kicks, aiming two fingers and ramming them into her pussy in a nicely-timed thrust.

"Mghhhh!" Harley felt the shock and waves of pleasure wash over her, causing her kicking to die down as the Master Maniac dug his fingers in deeper.