Arkham, Maximum Security Ward
Joker was laying in his bed thinking… He was conflicted,
as much as he was trying to think of new pranks to pull on the police and populous
and Bats in particular. He was getting
distracted. The fact that he was using alliterations
in his inner monologue somehow stood out to him this morning. But more than that, he kept thinking of
Harley, Pam and their idea about a three-way relationship. The idea of being caught and sexually abused
by Batwoman seemed rather appealing as well.
Something was clearly affecting him, his Harley and Pam-a-lamb-chops.
“Alright, on your feet,” a woman’s voice barked.
Joker arched and eyebrow and looked at the two dozen
women in riot gear.
“Ladies if you want to try out for the parts of Joker
Victims, auditions are on Thursday,” Joker said with a sinister sly tone.
“Get up, you are being moved to a new cell,” the woman repeated,
“Trust me, I think you will like the ‘alternate treatment’ program we came up
with.”
Joker made another face and looked at the women
again. He shrugged and got up. He stepped into the fuzzy slippers and smiled.
“I am willing to see what you have in mind,” Joker grinned,
“As long as it’s a hoot.”
The women opened the cell and escorted him down the
hall. They were leading him to the old lobotomy
theater. That made Joker arch an
eyebrow. He did notice a lot of cables being
piped in to the old room. As the women
opened the doors Joker noticed over sized version of Pamela’s containment
cell. There were cameras all over the
place.
“In you go,” The woman in charge smiled, “Enjoy your new job
as a money maker for the Asylum.”
Joker was about to say something when he was pushed in
and the door behind him was closed.
“The other clown is incoming,” a woman said.
Joker turned around and saw a group of women walking in Harley. She was skipping.
“Hi-yah Mista Jay!” Harley shouted, “Are you ready to be
a porn star? I know I am!”
“Porn?” Joker arched an eyebrow.
He turned and looked around. There was a giant bed and a rack of lingerie… A pump was next to the bed with a label that
read “Lube”.
“Uhm…” Joker said and looked around, “Oh boy…”
He fixed his eyes on the rack of strap-ons and other sex
toys.
“You ready for the Love?” Pamala shouted as her mobile containment
unit was being moved to the porn studio, “I know Harley and I can’t wait to
share the love!”
*
Alfred raised an eyebrow as Tim didn’t so much walk into
the kitchen as he waddled. Alfred also
noticed the noises and bulk from the pajama pants. Alfred handed him a protein shake. Shortly after he gingerly took a seat on a
stool, he was fallowed by the young ladies of the Bat-family. Harper and Stephanie were talking with their
arms around each other. Bette and Helena
were talking around Cassie in the middle.
Carrie followed the others while cleaning her glasses. Alfred looked at them as they giggled and chatted
as they took their places at the table. Alfred
tried not to listen as they talked about their night in the Pink Room having an
orgy. He didn’t know if it was harder to
not listen to their conversations or notice their “pajamas” they were wearing to
the table. Each of the young ladies were
wearing a black shiny tank top with a different colored bats on their chest and
matching shiny black hotpants.
“You took those strap-ons like a champ,” Carrie kissed
Tim on the forehead.
“Sorry we went overboard,” Cassie said kissing Tim as
well.
“The lube should stop leaking out shortly…” Helena
smirked, “In the mean time you can be our baby.”
That caused Alfred to drop the platter of waffles.
*
Barbara had to admit that dominating Nightwing last night
was a blast. She didn’t think that she
would use the strapon, but once she got into it with him, but she had, and she
had him moaning like a whore in heat when she found his prostate with it. As much fun as she had as Hellcat dominating
Nightwing, at the end of the night, it was still Dick and Barbara and Dick had
been too afraid to hurt her and she knew she held herself back too.
“Hotwings is still a great fuck for Batgirl,” Barbara
snickered, “I am thinking Hellcat needs something harder…”
Barbara finished making her coffee and the second cup
before going back to the bed where her lover was still restrained. She wasn’t ready to release her stud just yet…
She needed cream for her coffee.
*
Kate Kane smiled at the lover she had shared last night
with Maggie. Maggie was in the bathroom
right now.
“Hay sexy,” the woman said from the pillows, “I didn’t
think that you would be as good as my boyfriend… but you two were even better!”
Kate licked her lips.
“What about round seventeen?” Maggie asked as she came
out of the bathroom.