A/N - This chapter is WAY too explicit to post here, in my opinion, so that's why I'll only be giving you a little taste...er...if you'll forgive the pun! lol If you'd like to read it in its filthy entirety, you can go to my profile on adultfanfiction (link's on my profile) or to my Jokachel community JokerRachelFans. Enjoy!

CO-WRITTEN WITH JOKERLUV

"Taste"

Feeling tears burning along her lashes, Rachel continued to struggle about within her restraints as she listened for something...anything that could give her a clue as to where she was. Judging by the blanket of darkness against her eyes, she could ascertain that she was blindfolded and tied to a chair, but all memories of how she'd gotten in said predicament were a complete blank. "Hello?" she called, her body squirming about as she gave a tearful grunt. "Can anybody hear me!?"

The Joker watched her from a corner of the room. Her attempt at breaking free was typical of mankind, yet she looked so adorable trying. Seeing her predicament, his mind raced with all the nasty things he could do to her, a salacious smile crossing his cracked lips as he gave a chuckle. Remembering the night she received his calling card and the excitement that was written all over her face, he couldn't help but wonder how long she had felt that way. His thoughts were interrupted when Rachel yelled out for help. Looking over at her, he decided, 'Let's get it on.'

Swaying towards her, he exclaimed, "I'm here, dollface, what's the matter? Tied up at the moment?"

Recognizing the voice in an instant, Rachel felt her heart leap up into her throat as she quivered with an unabashed longing. "You" she rasped out, "h-how did you find me? Why have you done this to me when you could've just called?"

'At least that way I could move' she grumpily thought.

The Joker smiled as he bent down, his face inches from hers as he whispered, "Come on, sugar lips, you know me better than that." He gauged her reaction as she remained silent. "Mmm, I don't recall you ever being rendered speechless before, is this something new or are you just lusting in heat?" A dark chuckle escaped from his iniquitous soul.

Rachel couldn't help but scowl. She hated whenever someone was able to read her so easily, so she shook her head before snapping, "Don't call me that...I'm not your sugar lips, your baby, your honey, your anything, so you just get the smirk that I know you have off your lips right now before I'm forced to do something I'll regret!"

Although Rachel was seething on the outside, she had to keep shifting about in her seat to keep her growing arousal from throbbing at her center.

The Joker noticed her inability to sit still and knew she was lying. "Sure, whatever you say, hon-eeeeyy" he drawled. Taking the steely knife out of his pocket, he beamed as she flinched when she heard the click of the blade. He wet the corner of his mouth and stroked her cheek with the tip. "How about a game?" he asked.

Rachel audibly whimpered. "W-what kind of game?" she rasped out, her teeth biting her tongue as she tried to sense what the Joker was doing. Not being able to see him was driving her crazy, but she assumed that it was all apart of his twisted amusement.

Moving her cheek away from the knife, Rachel struggled about in her bindings once more before giving a defeated grunt. "Am I allowed to move in this game, or are you going to be cruel and force me to sit here like an oaf?"

The Joker grabbed her head and dug the blade deeper into her cheek, forcing her to stop moving. In a sinister voice he explained, "Oh, you'll be free of your restraints, if you guess co-rrectly, that is." He glanced at his watch and continued, "You've been here for hours…are you hungry?"

A/N - Aaaand not long after that it gets pret-tay darn raunchy, so yeah...the end! lol Strip poker's coming up next! ;0)

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