"wow..you're heavier than I expected" Joker laughed, Jonathan's unconscious body draped over his shoulder like a rag doll. He whistled as he left, accidentally hitting his prisoner's head on the way out "Sorry" he chuckled, sharing a joke with himself.
He breathed in the cold night air and carried on marching through the empty street quite content. He hadn't gotten what he had planned but he did discover he ever so loved playing with the scarecrow, loved seeing the fear in his eyes, how ironic.
Jonathan awoke to the sound of water dripping onto concrete, his body felt cold, his head pounded and his vision blurred. He blinked, the room he woke to looked close to an office, a counter, a burnt out computer, though it looked trashed or abandoned. Jonathan tried to move but his arms were tied down, as he looked he noticed a big metal pole behind him and cuffs around his hands. It was like something you'd use to tie up a dog.
"Bastard" His arms moved frantically, trying to release his shackles. The door swung open, Joker stood looking very pleased with himself.
"Hi honey, I'm home" He merrily skipped towards his prisoner, a look of pure joy plastered all over his face, a look that turned Jonathan's stomach.
"Let me out of this you bastard!" Jonathan's insults and threats fell upon deaf ears, his squeals of displeasure echoing around the small room, his arms frantically moving, the chains clanking together until he had no energy to yell any more. Joker looked down upon him
"You finished?" His voice nothing but condensing, sending Jonathan into a fit of rage once more until, again he was panting on the floor.
"I guess not" He giggled.
Before Jonathan could retort, Joker was kneeling next to him. He raised his hand and ruffled his thick brown locks, barking at him like a madman, prodding and poking then grabbing the back of his hair violently to make his eyes meet his. Jonathan could not think, how do you get the best of a mad man? how does the master of fear go against someone who seemed to fear nothing? He stared for what felt like an eternity into his emerald eyes, studying, trying to find a weakness. He thought he had never seen such a shade of green, it was if they were glowing, glowing with his insanity. He promptly turned his head averting his spotlight eyes, though his hand still gripped his hair tightly.
"Shut up and be a good boy now scarecrow" With his free hand he started on Jonathan's belt, clumsily pulling at it.
"No!" He squirmed. He couldn't bare his touch, the feel of his skin near his was almost like fire to him. It did not deter the Joker, his hand now moving downwards, underneath his boxers and fully groping Jonathan's member.
"Heh" He roughly pulled his victims hair, trying to get him to look him in the eye again, Jonathan resisted but the pain was unbearable and between his bottom half trying to get away from him and his head being pulled towards him, he could do nothing. Their foreheads were touching , Joker stroking Jonathan's now not so flaccid member, the fact that his anatomy was working against him was embarrassing and the joker would get more of a thrill from it. His hand now gripped his penis, Joker noted it was bigger than he thought it would be. He started slowly, pulling his foreskin back. Jonathan protested, squirming under his touch, powerless. He was at the Joker's mercy, his doll. His hold got tighter and his motion more vigorous, the friction causing him to become fully erect. He closed his eyes in utter embarrassment, still feeling his captor's warm breath on his face. His arms were red from trying to get his cuffs off, the pain at least taking his mind off of the feeling in his trousers.
"Come on!"Joker grew more impatient and began aggressively pulling. Jonathan went through every thought process to try and stop himself from cumming, though he knew if he didn't the joker would keep going until he did. This was a lose lose situation. He threw his head back and felt his member throbbing in the other mans hand, the pressure becoming more and more, building up. a moan escaped his lips. Joker removed his hand and licked the white liquid from his glove.
"Wow, that was quick" Joker laughed, Scarecrow could only grunt in protest.
"Now.." He begun "I've done something for you, It's my turn"
