It was her one year anniversary. One whole year since she had spent a whole day in front of a sewing machine to make her costume. One whole year since the man that had inspired her to be a vigilante crime fighter had told her to hang up her cape. Now she was patrolling her own section of the city. One whole year since Gotham got introduced to Batgirl.
She sat atop a rooftop listening to police scanners and scanning the streets below. It was a slow night in Gotham, which was a good thing, just boring for the college student. She switched channels on her earpiece, changing to the secure channel for their rag-tag team.
"You got anything in your area Tim?" She hoped against hope that he had some action going down.
"Yeah, I just apprehended the notorious Jaywalker. Gotham can sleep well tonight."
"Damn, I'm half tempted to see what's going on in Bludhaven."
"Just take it easy Babs, enjoy the night. Robin out."
She clicked the earpiece off and went back to surveying the streets. She saw an old lady being stalked by what looked like a young male. She readied her self, preparing to leap into action if need be. The youth darted, snatching the old lady's purse and shoving her to the ground. Barbra leaped off the rooftop and glided down to pursue the would be thief. She chased the boy down an alley that she knew was a dead end.
"Just hand over the purse kid."
The young boy was facing the wall, almost cowering.
"P-please d-d-don't..." the youth turned around, removing the hood from his head, "...make me laugh!"
It all happened so quickly. By the time Barbra realized that that the boy was actually Harley Quinn in disguise, she felt the pinch of a dart entering her neck from behind. Her vision blurred, but as she turned around, she could tell that the old lady was behind her. The laugh coming from the woman was unmistakable.
"Joke..." She hit the ground unconscious.
Batgirl began to wake up. She knew from the moment that she was bound and suspended in the air. She was blindfolded and gagged, but could tell she still had he mask on. Why the Joker never unmasked any of them that he kidnapped, was beyond her. She tried to use her other senses to get bearings on where she was being held.
She could smell the musk of animals, but it was frigid. There was the sound of breathing behind her. Perhaps the sleeping animal? Possibly a polar bear with as cold as her skin felt. It was that sudden realization that scared her.
She noticed that she was feeling a breeze on her bare skin, all over her body.
The bonds were digging into her wrists, arms, and legs. She heard foot steps approaching her and then felt the coldness of a blade against her rib cage.
The wielder of the knife was having fun with his captive. He or she very slowly and meticulously traced the blade up her body. When the steel reached her left breast, she felt something warm and wet flick her nipple. She realize it was a mouth when whoever it was began to suck hard on it. It was a little too hard and she fought the urge to scream into her gag.
She felt another set of hands unfasten her gag, and the first set swoop in and hold her mouth open. She attempted to bite down on the invading fingers, but the person prying her mouth open was too strong. A metallic ring was inserted into her mouth and a strap fastened behind her head. The hands left her face and she felt lips kissing up and down her naked body. They stopped and she could hear them walk away. She heard the sound of pulleys as she was lowered to the ground. The person operating the pulley was an expert because they lowered her to a point where she was on the ground, but her weight was still fully supported by the rope. Thrashing around did nothing but increase the tension and threaten to dislocate her shoulders. Shackles were placed on her ankles and the ropes were removed from her legs. As the person at her legs was busy, the other was busy playing with her nipples.
A bar was placed between her legs and then the person at her back end began to lick and fondle her womanhood. Her body betrayed her and she became increasingly aroused at the mysterious people manipulating her. As the tongue danced on her clitoris, jolts of ecstasy ran through her body. She thrashed again, trying to get away, but to no avail. She could no longer fight it and let a moan escape from her open mouth.
"Oh-ho-ho! I was beginning to think that you weren't enjoying yourself Bat-twat!" The Joker's voice came from her hindquarters.
"Oh Mistah J., I want a taste! Oh please puddin'?" Harley released Batgirl's breasts.
"Oh, how can I say no to that face? Go 'head and give her a lick and a twist of the wrist, if you catch my drift."
She felt them change places and Harley licking her more expertly than Joker had done. She felt fingers begin to enter her one by one. There was no adjustment period and soon she had Harley's entire fist stretching her vagina to it's limits. She screamed as Harley violently pumped her fist in and out of her.
"Ha-ha! Oh, what a wonderful sight! You should see this Missy Bat!"
He untied her blindfold, and she could see her self being violated on the massive monitor in front of her. Moving her head around she could see multiple cameras and multiple screens filming the action.
"Now that those pretty eyes are uncovered, hows about you give her somethin' to look at puddin'?" Harley said as she removed her hand from Barbra's sore pussy.
His evil cackle sent chills down her spine. He knelt down in front of her, grasping her face with one hand and undoing his pants with the other. She didn't want to meet his gaze, seeing his cold murderous eyes, so she looked away. When she did, she caught sight of his large erect penis, dripping precum and aimed at her face. If this were any other man, she'd say it was impressive. He had to be a minimum of ten inches long and five around.
He pulled out a knife and cut her cheek. "Now I'm going to undo this gag, but if you bite... Well let's just say that I won't have a problem fucking your slit throat. Okay," he nodded her head for her, "Okay, good girl."
He held the blade to her throat and unfastened the buckle, letting the metal ring hit the ground. Harley helped pry her mouth open as he pressed the knife harder against her. She winced as it broke the skin, which was the break needed for the nightmarish clowns needed to get her mouth opened enough for him to enter.
He was surprisingly gentle as he thrust into her mouth. His musky scent filled her nostrils, which was another surprise to her. She always imagined that he would smell horrible. Instead it was almost intoxicating.
Intoxicating? Could it be pheromones like Ivy uses?
She tried to pull away, but he cut her chin in protest. On the monitor she could see Harley masturbating as she watched the Joker fill her throat with his cock. Batgirl watched as a muzzled hyena sauntered up to Harley. She took off the beast's muzzle and pet it's head as she continued to play with her clit. What she did next shocked Batgirl.
She guided the animal's head down to her groin and let it take over pleasing her. The Joker watched the scene as well, and must have been turned on as he began thrusting faster, being less accommodating to his captive.
It was becoming harder to breathe, his large phallus blocking her airway as it entered her throat at an increased pace. Even so, Barbra couldn't take her eyes from the scene of Harley and the hyena.
"Aww, Bud wants to join in on the fun too." The Clown Prince pulled his dick out of Batgirl's mouth and called their second trademark pet to him. He undid the muzzle on the creature and it scurried off.
She watched on the monitor as the dog-like animal ran behind her and licked her swollen sex. As Bud licked, it sent shivers of pleasure through her. She felt disgusted with herself and the act, but had to admit that it felt good. She didn't want to give the two twisted jesters the satisfaction, but she let a moan slip from her throat. The hyena obviously had practice as his tongue deftly snaked it's way into her dripping pussy and hit all the right spots. Her mind grew fuzzy as she neared orgasm. The beast must have sensed her impending climax, as it increased it's pace and focused on licking her g-spot. His cold nose was pressing against her ass hole, and wriggled it's way in. While the intrusion was a shock, it felt amazing too. She bellowed and shook as her orgasm washed over her.
Her body went slack against the ropes. The hyena wasn't stopping. He licked up the juices excreted from her pussy and moved to mount her. Thrusting wildly he missed the first few times, but hit home and rammed his penis into her. She had to admit that the hyena's penis felt amazing. She looked back at the monitor to see that Joker, Harley, and the other Hyena were engaged in a bestial threesome. Harley was sucking the animal's cock as the Joker hammered her from behind.
The hyena thrust deeper, pushing his knot into her. It stretched her to capacity and was an odd mix of pleasure and pain. Harley's hyena howled as it came in his mistress's mouth. The Joker wasn't far behind as he leaned forward and grabbed Harley's swinging breasts and they both came hard and loud. Barbra wasn't far behind as the beast at her aft began thrusting harder. She knew she had to sound like a bitch in heat as she panted with pleasure, but she no longer cared. When Bud finally released his seed into her, it was almost too much. She could feel the mixture of their juices running down her legs.
Harley crawled over to her, positioning herself so that her semen oozing cunt was in Batgirl's face. Grabbing her head she pulled Batgirl's head down into her pussy.
Barbra was overcome with ecstasy with the twitching hyena cock still buried in her, so she didn't even protest. She licked the harlequin harlot's clit, admiring it's taste and smell.
Bud's swollen cock had finally gone down enough for him to pull out, and when he did, The Joker took his place. Instead of going for Batgirl's pussy though, he lined up for her little brown rosebud. He was very gentle, but his girth was a bit painful.
"Don't worry Bat-slut, I'll take it slow. I've been marveling at this tight little ass from the first time you graced the newspapers. I'm going to make sure you enjoy this as much as I do."
"Oh yeah, Mistha J. knows how to please a woman," Harley managed to get out between moans.
He eventually worked a decent amount of his cock in and slowly began to fuck her tight ass. She moved her face so she could tongue fuck Harley's cum filled pussy, the clown taking the hint, ground her clit against Batgirl's mask covered nose.
The Joker slowly increased his tempo and worked more of his length in. He began to laugh, eventually breaking out into his trademark maniacal laughter.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy birthday Miss Bat-brat, Happy birthday to you," he sang in a poor imitation of Marilyn Monroe.
They all came hard together, the Joker burying his dick deep in Batgirl, Harley bucking wildly, and Barbra moaning loudly into the clown princess's cunt. Breathlessly, the two jesters separated from their captive.
Laughing as Harley called her pets to her, the Joker looked at the spent and nude Batgirl as he zipped his pants.
"If you think that was fun, you should see what else we have in store for this weekend."
He clapped his hands and the room went dark. The only light was the light of the doorway that was blocked by their silhouetted figures leaving the room. The metal door closed behind them.
She was to be their personal plaything for a full weekend. Instead of that thought filling her with dread, she was almost excited at what else they could possibly have planned for her.