“Yeahhhhh!” Harley moaned as she came inside Pam's eager mouth.
Batsy and Jojo watched enviously, wishing they were sucking that dick, or at least their dripping little twats weren't trapped inside chastity belts.
“Mmmmm, now that Pammy's here, maybe I should explain the hierarchy some more,” Harley said. “I think I like everything being clear. I'm the total boss, 'course.”
“Yes, sir,” Batsy and Jojo said in unison.
“My sweetie is next, so you do what my Pam-a-lamb says too.”
Pamela smiled evilly. She would enjoy having the two bitches at her beck-and-call. Especially because Harley hadn't bothered removing the former Poison Ivy's hatred of the Joker or resentment towards Batman. She was going to have fun being a totally demanding bitch to those two tarts.
“Then Alfred is in charge of all the servants, and I've told him to be extra-demanding with you two, punishing you if you fuck-up.”
Alfred smiled in a way that made Batsy and Jojo both frightened... and also turned on.
“And you two will be totally at the bottom. You're here to serve everyone else, got that?”
“Ooooo, yes, sir!”
“In fact, if I bought a dog, the dog would outrank you!” Harley snickered. “In fact... I'll bring in my adorable hyenas. Remember them, Jojo? You'll be working for them as well as for me. If you hear them whining for food or walks, you'd better give it them, because they're more important than you!”
Harley cackled, sounding like a hyena herself.
* * *
Batgirl was on the building across from police headquarters, watching it through binoculars.
She watched her father leave with this powerful, busty woman on his arm.
They were laughing about something. Then Commissioner Gordon lit a cigarette for the woman... and a cigar for himself.
He was smoking again? How did that happen?
She followed them, hoping this would all make sense.
* * *
“Harleyyyyyy, come on!” Pamela called out from the bedroom of Bruce Wayne's parents.
Bruce had kept the room locked and untouched after his parents died, but Harley just had to try it out.
“In a minute, baby,” Harley said as she typed on the computer.
“Ah'm so horny for yer big throbbing meat, Daddyyyy!”
“Hold yer horses my little Pam-a-lamb!” Harley grinned. It was really sexy how much Pammy needed her.
But she first wanted to make some changes to things.
The first one was moving her hyenas, Bud and Lou, to the Wayne kennels. She'd make certain her babies had the best of everything: ruby-studded collars, plenty of expensive steaks to eat, lots of walkies. At first Harley intended to bring in some lady hyenas to keep the boys happy, but then she had a much funnier idea.
Now when Bud and Lou were horny, they'd project pheromones that would make them utterly irresistible to the local dogs, and furthermore, they'd breed true with canines now. That means that a whole bunch of Gotham's rich and pompous will soon to their shock discover that their pampered, purebreed little poodles and greyhounds would be giving birth to hyenas!
Harley cackled in delight.
Then she pulled up someone else's file. She wanted Batsy and Jojo dancing at the Iceberg Lounge, in front of a lot of Batsy's old enemies – and Jojo's old rivals. So now Harley would own the place, and Alfred would oversee it when he wasn't too busy. Harley felt Batsy needed Alfie's firm hand to keep that tart in check.
Which meant Harley needed to do something about the Lounge's current owner....
“Harleyyyy!”
“Okay, baby!” Harley grinned as she finished off.
Then she went into the Waynes' bedroom.
Pamela was lounging on the bed, dressed in a white lacy negligee. It had previously been worn by Bruce's mom. All of Thomas and Martha Wayne's old clothes were there, totally preserved. Including their wedding outfits.
Harley was totally going to marry her sweetie while Pammy was in Martha Wayne's wedding dress. And then Batsy was gonna watch as Harley creamed all over it!
But for now she'd be satisfied jizzing over Martha's slinky, sexy lingerie and then have Batsy laundry it all.
“You want Daddy's meat, baby?” Harley asked as she squeezed her big fat cock.
“Ohhhh, ah could eat Daddy Harley's big ol' meat all day!”
* * *
Oswald Cobblepot was so excited that Harley Quinn had bought the Iceberg Lounge from him. As proud as he was of the place, it was taking up too much time running the whole thing. Now Harley owned it, and Alfred Pennyworth would oversee a lot of it. When they weren't around, Oswald would be running it, but that still would take a lot of the work and responsibility off of the Penguin's shoulders. Which would allow him to focus on his new big love.
As interesting as it was to run the Lounge, he had realized it would be so much more exciting to star in it!
He tapped his chin with an umbrella, trying to decide what wig to wear for his debut as the ravishing Madame Penguin, Gotham's newest drag queen sensation....