Chapter 2 - Fear
The elevator roared to life as Batgirl followed the trail of tobacco residue her father had left behind. She cleared her throat and coughed. She wondered if it was some of Zsasz cum still caught in her throat, but decided to move on.
As the doors opened, Batgirl heard the screams a few seconds before she saw a room of people being ravaged by the effects of fear toxin on the other side of a pane of glass. Barbara tried to help them, but before she could even think about breaking the glass, they had doubled over and died.
A shadow skittered on the wall and Barbara followed it. The chase led her to the morgue, which turned out to be empty except for a couple of bodybags laid out on tables.
Batgirl opened the first and gasped in shock when she saw the lifeless body of her father. She promised herself she would cry later and opened the second bag, when she pulled open the bag Scarecrow jumped out and jabbed her with needles full of more fear toxin.
Barbara felt dizzy for a second then fell over as darkness took her.
She woke up to the sight of the Joker's face looking at hers, strangely silent. Batgirl attempted to throw a punch, but realized that she couldn't move her arms. She had been dressed in a strait-jacket, she was also still wearing her mask, but she was otherwise naked. Too shocked to act, she was pushed to her knees and felt the Joker's cock press against her crimson lips. She tried to keep her mouth closed as long as possible, but eventually the head pushed through and kept going until it was completely submerged into her mouth. Batgirl gagged as the cock hit the back of her throat and felt the Joker's testicles press against her chin.
Batgirl choked on the long cock and felt the Joker's hands on her head, forcing her up and down the shaft at rapid speeds. Tears formed in her eyes as she opened her mouth as far as she could so that she didn't have to feel the villain's cock rubbing along her lips or tongue. The only real result was that her saliva started to freely flow from her lips and down her chin.
The Joker pulled his cock out of her open mouth and pushed her onto her back, the clown forced himself between her legs and thrust his cock deep into her cunt. Batgirl groaned and tried desperately to escape, but the Joker wasn't going anywhere except back and forth in her pussy. The Joker's hand gripped her throat and choked her lightly as her pussy lips gripped tightly around the shaft.
"Hm," the Joker said, "the subject seems oddly open to sexual intercourse, must be a purely female reaction to the drug."
Since when did the Joker talk like that?
Batgirl was flipped over onto her stomach, her cheek pressed into the tile floor as the Joker held her head against it. His cock again found its way into her cunt and the fucking resumed.
Barbara gritted her teeth but soon found pleasure in the penetration, she hated every second of it, but at the same time she was starting to feel herself approaching an orgasm. The young heroine heard passionate moans and soon realized they were coming from her mouth, climbing to a fever pitch. Soon she was squealing like a pig as the Joker fucked her harder and pushed her head tighter against the floor.
Batgirl's legs tensed up and she let out a long scream, feeling herself orgasm against her will. Somehow the process cleared her mind and the real world drifted back in.
"Barbara! Can you hear me!?"
"Br_ Batman?" whispered Batgirl, trying to prevent the Joker from hearing her.
"Thank God, you can hear me. You've been dosed with fear gas, you need to fight it!"
"Fear gas?" simply acknowledging that it was the problem seemed to help. Batgirl realized she was still on the floor of the morgue, but it wasn't the Joker who was currently ramming her from behind. It was Scarecrow.
Batgirl renewed her struggles and finally got away from the creepy little man. She rolled onto her back and was greeted with a few globs of cum spewing from the tip Scarecrow's cock, blinding her in one eye.
"Oh come on!" Batgirl groaned and kicked Scarecrow in the side of the leg, the villain dropped to one knee. Low enough that Batgirl could drive her foot into his nose. Scarecrow cursed and fell backwards, Batgirl rolled to her feet and gave a strong kick to the side of his head to render him unconscious.
A trained escape artist, Batgirl had no trouble getting out of the strait-jacket. As she found and redressed in her costume, she saw the table that she thought had held her father and realized it was empty, obviously a hallucination.
Batgirl retraced her steps and picked her father's trail back up. She didn't like how this night was going, and she was sure it was only going to get worse.
