AN - Now lets see what Joker had planned for Maddie in his version of 'Play Time'

So original characters I've used, Joker so far, belong to creators and rightfull owners, NOT ME. I so freaking wish haha. I just write for the joy not to make any profit.

Characters I own are Madison, Amber, Riley, Max, Leo and Adam.

WARNINGS! - Language and Violence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Enjoy, please R&R XO XO

Branded

He's too strong as he holds my arm leaving the bedroom into the hallway of doors. I cry at the pain as he drags me down the hallway to a door. I look up at the door to see "Play Room" carved into it, looks like it was done with a knife.

"Boss what..." a voice is heard behind us, Joker turns to face them and pulls me infront of him.

"Why hello there Adam"

It was the man with longer brown hair then the rest with the scar under his left eye.

"I'm just making Madders here a part of our cheery family, so you know what to do" he lowers his head to Adam whos starring back at us, his eyes go from Joker to me then back to the Joker.

"Sure boss, would you want me to bring anything else?"

"Hummm, some extra painkillers, and some food...chinese" he lists to Adam who just nods to his requests and walks off.

Joker opens the door to the 'Play Room' shuving me inside the room, sending me to fall on the floor. I lift my head and gasp as I see the meaning behind the name for the room, its a torture room.

I look round the room noticing all the Jokers 'toys' a huge device against one of the walls with two cuffs at each end guessing their for arms and feet, with metal plates for the areas of the top of the head, arms, and lower legs, all to rest on.

The rest of the device has no back to it, so if anyone strapped up could be hurt from behind just as much from the front. Theres weapons thrown over the floor, knives, guns, grenade, whips....oh shit

Suddenly I feel a hand grabbing my hair, pulling me up from the floor then pulling me to him. "Get undressed" he demands as he shuvs me back.

I get undressed as quick as I can as I watch him look round the floor at all the weaponds just lying about.

"Lock yourself up" he tells me without even looking my way, I study the metal device of the wall, then I feel him pushing me towards it, holding the back of my head, crashing my forehead with one of the bars.

He spins me round to face him, my head not all here from my crash. He tugs at my arms with force, pinning them above my head, I open my eyes to see him working on my feet, pinning them to the metal aswell.

"Now how to brand you..." he says looking around the room tapping his chin with his fingers.

"Brand? your going to brand me?" my mind pulls itself together at the mention of being branded, I begin to scream.

"No please dont! I'm going to be scarred for life!" I cry as he comes to me with a much bigger knife then his other one.

"Thats the point-uh" he smiles as he walks over pointing the knife at me.

Instead of carving the knife in me at the front, he pulls at the metal device thats on the walls, I didnt realise it was on wheels. Joker pulls it away from the wall just enough so he can get behind it.

"Oh god no please no!" I cry struggling to break free, I feel him standing behind me, the metal plate banging my head as I try to move.

"There, there, it will be over so soon, it's gonna hurt me more then it is for you....wait...scratch that, reverse it" he goes into a fit of laughter then, his breath ghosting my bare skin, then I feel his tongue on me, trailing on my back, across my sholders.

Then i feel some small pain, like something biting me. I hear him sucking on the skin of my neck, biting me as he does.

"Clean blood" he giggles. "Brace yourself sugar" he laughs at me. I close my eyes, trying to controll my sobbing and breathing, its making me panic more waiting for him to do something.

Then it comes, the knife on my ass, the sharp stinging pain.

"OH GOD!" I scream out, Joker grasps one of my cheeks tightly to gain steadyness.

The pain begins to grow stronger, my head starts to go light again, the knife cuts me deeper, I scream and scream

"OH GOD SOMEONE HELP ME!" I scream as loud and hard as I can.

The rooms going darker, I continue screaming, darker....., my screaming begins to break. Soon my head falls as total darkness comes over me.

XO

Again the poor girl can't catch a break, now branded what else has the Joker got planned for her?

So Love, Peace and Put A Smile On That Face