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Sherman awoke and tried to move, but he could not. He looked down and a rope was binding him against a column. He was wearing a black suit that he could feel provided excellent protection.

"Look who I caught Mr J." said a shrill voice. "I gave him the syringe like you told me"

"Good job, my little minx." said the Joker, rounding the corner.

"Hello little bat, do you have a big bat? hahahhahaha" Sherman could feel his cock hardening in his pants for no apparent reason. He realized that the Joker was addressing him.

Oh shit, he thinks I'm Batman, thought Sherman. Wait, maybe I am Batman...

"Everyone thinks that Batman will rise again, and for once I agree with them. Take a look at this, Batman." The Joker unzipped his fly, exposing his hard pale cock.

"These boner pills really do work. This is a single dose. I wonder what 50 doses would do to a person." The pressure of his suit on his cock caused Batman to call out in agony.

"Let me help out our friend Mr J" said Harley Quinn brandishing a pair of scissors.

"Yes my dear, let's see if Mr Bat really needs that much space in his uniform, or if he has been lying to the public about that as well."

Harley began to cut the uniform slowly near the crotch with surprising precision. She started singing.

♫ Every night when I go out,

The monkey's on the table,

Take a stick and knock it off,

Pop! Goes the weasel. ♫

In time with the last line of the song and a precise cut. Batman's cock sprung out of the uniform.

Harley applauded her own work.

"Mr J, I think his is bigger than yours" she said slyly.

"Whats your angle, Joker?" Batman said commandingly.

"I'm going to show the people of Gotham who their hero really is." He snapped a photo with his phone.

"I'm tied up" they will never believe it.

"Yes this is a difficult situation. I have made the "hard" to untie you before the feed goes live to every social media site in the city. But beware, you have a seriously heavy dose of boner pills in your system, so any quick moves might give you a heart attack. Also, if you don't cum in the next 20 minutes your heart might explode..."

"You... monster." said Batman "You would rather destroy my reputation than kill me"

Harley cut the ropes that were holding him. He bolted up and got a little light headed from the sudden movement.

"Lights, camera, action" cried the joker as he hit a button to start the stream.

Batman thought about blurting out about his captivity, but decided against it. Plausible deniability was the way to go in this case he thought.

"Eleanor Roosevelt said that True hospitality consists of giving the best of yourself to your guests." said Harley as she squatted down to suck both the Joker and Batman's cocks.

He felt lightheaded and began to fall over. Everything went dark.

He awoke to Harley laughing as she bounced up and down on his cock.

He could feel the cum building up inside of him. Everything started going dark again, but he pushed through to stay conscious. He shoved Harley off and stood up. If he shot his load away from her, everyone would know it was really him. He sighed internally, before stroking his dick and firing his load onto her face and tits.

As soon as he came. He threw a smoke bomb and disappeared into the shadows.

He returned to the Batcave. Alfred was waiting inside to greet him after he landed the Batplane. He tucked his dick back into the side of his uniform to hide it.

"Welcome home sir. There has been quite a stir while you were away. It seems that someone impersonating you has filmed a sextape with the Joker and Harley Quinn."

"We need to get right to work to show everyone that it is fake" said Bruce. "Excellent sir, I will get right on it." replied Alfred. "So where were you last night?"

"Fighting crime of course" said Bruce who reach up to grab something from the Batplane, only for his cock to fall back out of his uniform in full view of Alfred.

"Of course sir, I am on it" a flustered Alfred replied before leaving in a hurry.