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PartTwo
Harleen quietly sipped a glass of champagne relishing the soothing feeling of it against her raw throat.
She had screamed herself hoarse over the course of hours. She had never known that one could orgasm so many times and it seemed like Mister J. Would never be satisfied.
When she was no longer able to make a sound he had her get down on her knees to place him within her mouth. Before she would have balked at the thought of it but the taste of him covered in her own was erotic.
He had grabbed her head and trusted in her mouth over and over almost making her throw up as he hit her gag reflex. Then he had come in her mouth and she had no choice but to swallow or choke. The salty liquid had burned as it slid down, some had even escaped her mouth to dribble down her chin.
He had found the sight enthralling and proceeded to fuck her again. The word was crass but it described exactly what had happened. Making love was far to tame of a phrase for such animalistic pleasure.
On and on they had gone for hours swapping it up as they went until, just when she thought she could take no more, the musicians had taken a break and without the noise to hide her sounds they had stopped.
Harleen glanced over at the man who had opened her eyes to a new world only to find him gone
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Joker knelt behind a bush in the garden thinking about the vixon who had given him the greatest night of his life.
Her skin had been so soft and she was so delicate looking he had wanted to break her. Just the thought of her creamy thighs had him releasing himself from his pants, stroking his member as he replaid the events over in his mind. The sound of flesh slamming against flesh, the sweet scent of her flowing up as he slammed inside. The taste of her on his tongue and the look on her face as he fucked her mouth.
Closing his eyes, joker spilled out, hot semen to fall upon the ground.
Just in time, he thought as the guards walked away from the small hole in the fence. Joker slid his member back inside his pants before sneaking out of the garden and into the night.
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Harleen searched the ballroom in vain for Mister J. Finally she gave up leaving the ballroom and the party.
As she walked out she passed a couple who were dancing. Bruce Waine and Celina from work. Strange, Harleen thought, neither one were wearing a mask.
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Joker walked sullenly, hands cuffed behind his back.
He had run into his old friend Penguin who had been going against batman. Stupidly he had decided to join the party only to be caught and led back to the asylum he had escaped earlier in the night.
As he was pushed into his cell all he could think of was the woman in the Harlequin gown. His Harley Quinn.
Pacing through the cell, hands now uncuffed, he began to form a plan to find his dark queen again a grin on his face.
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Harleen stood in her room wearing only a robe. Her eyes rested on the red and black dress that had somehow changed her into a different person.
After returning home she had taken a long bath to soak her sore muscles. If she had been asked before the party how she had wanted her first time to be she would have responded with the common night of romance and rose petals under candle light.
She did not regret the frenzied darkness of lust that had claimed her after all she had always hidden a darker side. It was the reason she always helped out others and never complained. But now that she had been exposed to it she didn't want to hide the darkness that cocooned her in a way she had never thought possible.
Taking a deep sigh, she slowly zipped up the garnet bag.
Until next time, she thought as the red was finally hidden beneath the plain white bag.
The end