~Nine~ Minyadagniriel
Chapter 3: Toy (Contains lemon)
"Where are you my little plaything? I'm coming to find you!"
Joker's voice rang out across the department store, reminiscent of a child singing or chanting. His thundering tone passed overhead where Madison hid. She was hugging her knees to her chest and avoided making any sort of sound. He was knocking over everything in his path, "Ooh! I found the toy department!"
She heard scrambling and the sound of boxes being ripped open.
"Girly…you and I are really going to have some fun!"
The alarm stopped long ago, most likely shut off by Joker and the police still haven't showed up yet. What was taking them so long? She glanced down at her bleeding feet, god they were painful, sliced open from breaking that window.
Joker rummaged through several shelves of nerf guns before deciding on one that shot suction cup darts. He then happily loaded it and continued his search for the girl. "Come out, come out, wherever you are!" His voice rose higher in anticipation, "I'm overcome with joy! HA! If you don't come out soon, Batsy will show up and spoil our good time!"
Damn he talked a lot. She had no intention of coming out. Having Batman show up was the idea. She was almost lost in her thoughts of rescue when she heard the mad clown close by. He kicked aside the table next to her, boxes strewn about and she was almost exposed. Next thing she knew, a set of legs appeared before her…he was right there! But his back was turned…
"Oh please don't turn around!" Madison thought.
But it seemed like fate wasn't on her side. The nutcase did the exact opposite and spun around to peek under the table, there she was.
"Hi!" he screeched at her, "Looks cozy under there, let me join you!" He pointed the dart gun at her face.
Madison instantly kicked her bleeding foot at him, forcing him on his back and she quickly dashed away, running into the toy department. She pulled baskets of rubber balls down and dumped several buckets of army men and jacks, anything that would slow him. Lastly, she found a sporting goods aisle and grabbed a wooden baseball bat. If she had to use lethal force, she would. She squeezed herself between two large shelving units and waited…
Joker was bouncing around the aisles, shooting darts randomly while singing Christmas carols. "Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg! The Batmobile lost a wheel and the Joker got away!"
A tiny cringe appeared across Madison's lips, it was so cheesy…
"C'mon girly! I promise I'll be gentle!" he spouted as he leapt over the spilled jacks and playfully kicked the rubber balls out of his way. He danced his way past the board games and into the sporting goods. He didn't see her hiding between the shelves and was caught off guard when she leapt out at him. She swung the bat at his head; he ducked and kicked at her legs, sending her to the floor. The bat rolled away from her and she tried to get to her feet but Joker slammed his foot down on her spine.
She cried out as he pushed into her lower back, twisting his foot back and forth, ensuring maximum pain. He also took the liberty of shooting a few darts at her for sheer pleasure; some hit, some missed. He laughed hard at her expense and then pushed his foot down one last time. Madison lay there, nearly crying.
"That game was fun! Now then, what shall we do next? Aha! I know…" Joker removed his foot from her and he bent over to grab a fistful of her hair, yanking her to her feet.
Her hands flew up to her head, trying to alleviate the tugging as he dragged her along, further down the sporting goods section. He grabbed a regular dart set, the kind used in restaurants and bars. Next he found a collection of archery equipment and he ripped down a large bow with a box of arrows.
What the hell was he planning to do?
"I think I need to practice my aim, don't you?" he said.
"Are you out of your mind!" she shouted.
"Why yes! Thank you for asking…" With one arm full of gear and her attached to the other, he brought Madison to the front of the store where all the holiday décor was kept. He dropped the sporting goods and led her over to the garland and tinsel.
Madison found herself being tied up with a beaded garland. Her hands and feet were tied tightly and he starting wrapping a green rope of tree lights around her body. Last he took a roll of ribbon and fashioned a bow around her neck. The remaining ribbon was used as a gag for her mouth. He looked over his work and smiled, "Now then, time to get you home! I wouldn't want my present escaping before the holidays are over." He could hear sirens in the distance and he gathered her up, flinging her over his shoulder and he grabbed the sporting goods. He rushed to the front of the store and out the broken window.
Home? To her place? She could only hope…
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After midnight, the beginning of Christmas day…
Joker didn't bring her back to her apartment. Instead; he took her to an abandoned warehouse and into an underground laboratory. She couldn't see much, it was dark at least until he flipped a circuit breaker. He then headed for the nearest table and laid her across it; a creepy grin glued to his face. She tried to struggle but her bindings prevented so.
"Patience my dear, I'll unwrap you shortly," Joker said as he stroked her cheek. He dropped his armful of goods and left the room.
She glanced around the room; it was filled with cold metal tables. Guns lay against the walls, ammunition was scattered across the floor and an assortment of toys and gadgets were piled up high in a corner. There wasn't much else, save for a few ceiling lights. Still, she needed to get out of there before Joker could kill her. She wriggled her body, trying to get her feet on the floor but she ended up falling off the table, smacking her head on the table leg.
Joker had returned and found his prisoner on the ground. "I go to the trouble of making you into a lovely present and here you are rolling all over the floor, getting dirty."
She grunted against her gag and looked up at him. He'd returned with a knife…great…
He picked her up and placed her back on the table. Then he started hacking away at the garland, occasionally nicking her skin with the blade. She gasped and flinched over and over. He tore away the tattered decoration and sat her up, "Don't be so angry, sweets! The fun is just beginning!" He cut the wiry frame of Christmas lights from her body.
Being in this situation, all she could do was glare at him…the one with the goofy face and crazy green hair. His red eyes intimidated her. Next thing she knew, he was flipping her onto her stomach and took a handful of her shirt noticing that it still had a price tag on it. "This isn't yours. You little minx, you stole it from the department store! Ha! I didn't know you had it in ya!" He unraveled her bound hands and retied them overhead so they were attached to the table. Next he took his knife and sliced up the back of the shirt. "Well, well! A tramp stamp! I'm surprised I hadn't noticed before." He rolled up the shirt a bit more, "Oh, very nice sweets! You can handle a little pain." He tore the remainder of the shirt upwards revealing an enormous tattoo that spread across her upper back. It was a large black and white image of spiraling peacock feathers and assorted flowers. Her lower back had a matching lily with vine work. "It's almost a shame that I'm the one who is your captor, because these may not be there in the morning!" He grazed his knife over her back, the cold steel sending shivers up her spine. "Hm, maybe I should just cut away the skin on your back and save the tattooed portion as a prize."
Madison's eyes widened, at that rate she would bleed to death, probably…or be in extreme agony.
He removed the blade from her skin and brought it up to his mouth thoughtfully, chewing on the tip, "But it's Christmas and I'm feeling generous, so how about a rousing game of darts instead?"
"Mmph…" was all she could manage against the ribbon.
"I knew you'd agree!" He bounded away happily and to the pile of toys in the corner. He shoved aside several of them and pulled out a small can labeled 'white paint'. He then took a broken doll out of the pile and used the head and hair as a paintbrush, putting three circles on the back wall; each new circle was larger than the previous. Finished with the paint, he dropped the can and went over to Madison once again, cutting her hands free of the table and picking her up. He leaned her against the freshly painted wall, "Don't move now or I'll be forced to injure you."
"He would hurt me either way," she thought. She stayed against the wall, not wanting to be on the receiving end of his wrath. But…she was now on the receiving end of his dart game. She closed her eyes tightly when a dart flew past her head and struck the wall to her right.
"Awe…I missed!" he said. "No matter…" He aimed another dart and threw it at her, missing again. "I really need to work on my game!" Surprisingly he turned around and threw the next one over his shoulder; that one nearly hit her. Joker turned around and laughed hysterically, "Figures!" It was his last dart and he approached her, reaching for the darts, "Let's try again!"
For the next hour, Madison endured several rounds of darts. Joker's aim improved greatly and she was now covered with tiny bleeding holes and several tears in her shirt. Her hands were in the worst shape from protecting her face. The ropes that held them together didn't provide much coverage either. Her cheeks were tear-stained and slick with blood.
"I think I'm now bored of this game," Joker finally said.
Madison lost her balance and fell to the ground.
"Now that's the third time you've tumbled over! Damn girl, you expect me to keep picking you back up?" he shouted and went over to her. He grasped onto her arm and pulled her to her feet.
She didn't want him to see her face, so she let her head hang limply.
Joker scooped up her legs and carried her back to the table where she then passed out. "Awe, you're no fun sweets!" He touched her face, pushing aside a long strand of hair; "We'll play some more later."
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Three a.m. Christmas morning…
Something prodded at her head…
Madison slowly opened her eyes; her head was spinning. Oh the Joker was going to pay for this…if she managed to find her way out of this mess. She blinked several times to rid herself of blurred vision and turned her head to the side, only to be greeted with an arrow in her face. She gasped and nearly fell off the table again.
"Don't be alarmed girly," the Joker said and he lowered the weapon, "Was just trying to give you a wake up call."
She mumbled something; mouth still covered by the ribbon.
"What was that?" Joker asked, putting a hand up to his ear and leaning down, "I can't understand you!"
His hair tickled her face and she shook her head to shoo it away. She kept mumbling something.
"Heh, perhaps I should take this off. I think it's a hindrance to you," he said. Joker dropped the bow and removed his knife from his jacket pocket. He slid it under the thick green ribbon and sliced it away from her skin.
Madison then attempted to bite his fingers, but he withdrew them before she could sink her teeth in.
"Temper, temper. Keep in mind, I bite back girly!" He then slid one hand under her chin, making her look at him directly.
She tried to avert her eyes but he squeezed her face every time she did, "You're a bastard…"
"Yeah, so what else is new? In the meantime, if you don't mind settling down, I'd like to discuss another matter with you." He closed the distance between their faces.
A new wave of hatred for the Joker washed over her, "There is nothing you have or know that I could possibly care about," she said and slipped her face from his palm.
"Oh really, then maybe I should have called Robyn before I paid her a visit," he replied.
That caught her attention and she shot up on the table, ignoring the remaining restraints, which seemed to be cutting into her wrists and ankles now. "What! What did you do to Robyn? Where is she?" she cried out in panic.
Joker smiled, "Like I said, I paid her a visit."
"How do you know about her?"
He responded thoughtfully, "I also attended that Halloween party, right under Wayne's nose. Your friend is quite the talkative one, even gave me a business card."
"What did you do to her?"
"Hm, I suppose I left while you slept and used that very same business card to locate her. I tied her up, strapped a bomb to her, and now I'm back here with you." Joker pulled a small contraption out of his inside coat pocket. "This little gadget is the detonator and your friend's fate is now in your hands."
"You sick, son of a-"
"Naughty! I'm the one with the detonator! Such a dirty mouth…it's too bad you don't have a dirty mind to go with it! I, on the other hand, share a little of both." He put the contraption back in his pocket, "Now then little minx, let's see how far you're willing to go for your friend." He touched her belly, guiding his finger up towards her chest and pushing the remaining shredded fabric up; her breasts still tender from several hours earlier. Joker loved how she looked when he violated her.
"Stop it!" she begged.
"I think not," he replied and leaned forward to take one of her nipples in his mouth. Her flesh was soft, dried blood littered her chest from the round of darts, but it didn't bother him in the least. He licked and nibbled at her; hands fell to her waist to keep her from moving.
"Joker, stop! Please!"
He rose up, "Yes, I want you screaming my name by the time we finish!"
She tried kicking up at him, but the restraints on her ankles wouldn't allow it. Joker was growing impatient and he yet again ripped out the detonator and he began yelling in her face, "One more wrong move! I dare you!"
Madison froze; he really meant it this time. She needed to cooperate with him in order to keep Robyn safe. Until Batman or the police found her, she had to…and she relaxed her body.
"That's a good girl. Now then, I'm going to release your arms and legs of their bindings so you need to behave yourself. I trust you'll do the smart thing."
She slowly nodded at him, "Whatever you want…Joker. Just don't hurt Robyn." Her eyes flooded with tears as she felt him cut the bindings from her arms and legs. She rubbed the raw skin of her wrists; they were terribly swollen. The shredded red shirt fell away. Before she could attempt to get to her legs, Joker was already upon her. He intertwined his fingers with hers and pushed her arms over her head. At first she struggled but then she remembered to do as he pleased. She then looked directly up at him and relaxed her face. "Just do it Madison," she thought. Her heart pounded, she needed to get him to trust her and she connected her lips with his.
Taken by surprise, Joker returned her kiss and took it a little further by separating her lips with his tongue and delving into her mouth. She had no objections apparently, so he continued. His own body was beginning to respond to her and he felt a growing tightness in his slacks.
Madison grew bolder and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer. Her belly now touched his, though he still wore his clothes. She would ensure Robyn's safety for little while longer by getting him to remove his coat. She tugged on the collar and pushed it down to his shoulders.
Joker broke the kiss, "Don't think that by removing my clothes you'll be able to overtake me or get the detonator. I'll break your neck before you attempt to." He then allowed her to push the coat down his arms. He let it fall to the floor and returned to kissing her, this time he traveled down to her jaw and eventually the throat where he began sucking and biting on one spot. Her skin turned red where he focused his deep kiss; the capillaries rupturing to give that vibrant red and purple bruise effect. He then lowered to her collarbone and left more love bites and marks. Her fingers found their way into his hair, tangling around his dreads and gently massaging his scalp.
Blood flow to the groin left him completely hard and wanting to go further. To relieve the tightness, he used one hand to undo his pants button and unzip himself while the other hand focused on her breasts. He kneaded her soft mounds and took one into his mouth again as he slowly removed his pants followed by boxers. His undershirt was the only article of clothing remaining and he stopped tasting her so he could get it off.
She still had her flannel bottoms on, but Joker made quick work of those and pulled them off, tossing them to the floor. The two of them were fully unclothed and he did the honors of spreading her legs apart. Madison breathed in deeply as he touched her folds with two fingers; he pushed them inside her body, feeling around the velvety cushioning of her cervix. She blinked several times over and looked down. His large erection was within sight; throbbing and pulsating…waiting for entry.
Joker was amused, "Like what you see, sweets?"
She didn't respond.
"I'll take that as a yes," he said happily, "Just wait until I fill you up…"
Joker removed his hand from her fiery core and brought it up between them, showing her the amount of moisture that dripped from his digits. What he did next was so erotic and disturbing to her, he slipped his slick fingers into his mouth and sucked off all of her fluids. Afterwards, he said, "You're horny as hell my dear. Is it my good looks? Or perhaps my morbid personality!"
She looked away, too embarrassed to face him.
"Oh…what's the matter? Do I make you feel ashamed? You shouldn't be..." He laughed out loud, "Now look at me."
She didn't open her eyes.
"I said, LOOK AT ME!"
Her eyes jutted open, not even attempting to look away again.
He touched her hair gently and lowered himself onto her, his elongated shaft resting against her warm center, "Now smile for me."
"I…can't…"
"Oh…why not? Incapable of it?" His other hand wandered up to her face to join the other and he used each of his index fingers to push the corners of her mouth upwards. It was a half-assed smile but he encouraged her to hold it, "C'mon, you know you want to! I'm gonna give you several reasons to smile in a moment."
It seemed to take everything she had to hold that smile and when he let go, she tried her hardest.
"That's better," he said. "You're so much prettier when you're smiling, as am I." He chuckled. "Now let's get down and dirty!"
She didn't even get a chance to protest or say anything for that matter. Joker adjusted his body so the tip of his length waited just outside her body and then with a quick thrust, he slid himself inside, up to the hilt. Madison moaned rather than screamed, not wanting to upset him. He was right; he filled her to the brim.
"So hot…" he mumbled and he started with a steady pace and worked his way up.
She held still at first but the decided to humor him by meeting his hips with hers. It had almost been a year since she last got laid. Even getting fucked silly by the Joker seemed pleasant. She shouldn't be thinking that, but she couldn't deny how good it felt. Spiraling warmth formed within her lower belly and shot up her spine. Joker was taking her closer to that sweet release into oblivion.
Joker loved how her walls surrounded and squeezed him tight. The pits of hell couldn't compare with the sweltering heat she produced. His own release was nearing and he picked up the pace, "I want you…to scream for me," he said. He could tell that she was close by the way her interior muscles contracted and her ragged breaths.
"N…no…please don't…make me," she begged.
"Say my name…" he demanded, lust overwhelmed him.
She was so close…
"I…I…" she stuttered.
"Say it!" he yelled.
Suddenly the familiar feeling of ecstasy spilled over and she couldn't help but scream it. She'd made him happy.
Hearing her orgasm and the jumbled screams pushed him over the edge and he followed up with his own. His seed spilled into her, a heated fluid that made its way into he birth canal and a small portion slid down his length and out of her body. Pleased with her, he slowly pulled out and captured her lips once more in a savage kiss and pulled away, "You see? Screaming my name wasn't so bad."
To be continued…
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