Joker 2.0

Jeremy smiled. Oh he was going to make sure this next week was going to be an interesting one for her. She was going to need a relaxing weekend by the time he was through with her.

"Well I am glad to hear that. Then I will look forward to hearing from you. Perhaps I even get a few things in especially for you. After all a guy has to make a good impression if he wants a lady to come back for a second visit," he smiled.

As he finished off his coffee he looked at his watch and then grimaced. "Oh dear look at the time. Where does it fly off to when you are in such good company. I am afraid I have a meeting that I just can not miss and I am sure your company is probably going frantic by now," he smiled at her.

Taking her arm again he guided her back to his car and drove her back to her building and then smiled at her as she got out of his car, handing her another rose again laced with the scent. "For you my dear to remember me by. Until I hear from you."

With that he drove away and disappeared and then drove to a deserted part of town. Activating a concealed button he drove into an abandoned looking warehouse and then underground. As he parked the car he looked around and laughed. It was time for the Joker to come out and play.
 
Alyssa hadn't realized how long they'd been out, having once again lost track of time . She nodded her head and followed him to his car. He dropped her off and handed her a rose. "Thank you. I had a real nice time and look forward to this weekend." She smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek before heading inside of her home.

She took a small sniff of the rose and smiled softly, not paying much attention to the sparks of electricity that rushed through her body. She put the rose in a vase and then took it in her room. It would be a good reminder of what she would be looking forward to in the upcoming weekend. Alyssa glanced over at the picture of her dead fiance and pulled it off her dresser, placing the rose in it's place.

Alyssa made her way downstairs and then into her batcave. "Time for Batsy to come out and play for a bit..." She smirked, as she grabbed her mask and black catsuit.
 
Putting on his make up and spraying his hair with a special dye, Jeremy then decided to go with the suit tonight. A classic as he was feeling so good. He even added some of his joker gas to the pocket flower, just on the off chance he met Batsy. Of course this was a strong, fast acting dose that when combined with the one he was feeding her now would send her lust crazy. He couldn't wait to see the results.

Of course that wasn't the only reason he was going out tonight. There was a new shipment of high powered electronic chips and motherboards being shipped through Gotham that he was just dying to get his hands on. He had spent a week planning this heist.

Again he took to the skies on his playing card and headed for the freeway. The parts were being delivered in a non descriptive truck, but he had been able to find it's numberplate. It did not take him long to find and then with a few well placed bombs cause it to take the right off ramp.

He had already set up certain diversions and blockages that forced the truck to turn into a blind alley and he then activated the pop up bollards he had installed so it couldn't escape. A simple joker gas grenade through the windscreen took care of the driver and with a whoop of laughter he flew down to the back doors to claim his prize.
 
Batgirl hopped into her black batmobile. She wasn't sure where the road would take her and to be honest, she kind of wasn't really in the mood to play vigilante hero tonight. It was weird. She was probably a bit too distracted being Alyssa and enjoying her day with Jeremy. She hadn't even text her receptionist to let her know she'd be in the office.

Well, she could probably do that when she got home. She did need to focus though. Had to find joker. He'd made a fool of her somehow, last time they'd seen each other. Memories of what her employees had been saying were caught in her head, how she was probably the jokers new whore.

As if!

Her thoughts of those stupid rumors were shattered at the sound of bombs going off near an alley. "Fuck!" She hissed as she sped through lights and stop signs plus various different road signs to get to the location of the bomb. Gas was everywhere. It was risky to get out of the car but the sound of Joker's laughter filled the air.

She got out of the car and covered her face with her cape, following the sound of the laugh after checking on the driver who was now a joker zombie. She hurried away before the zombie noticed her. It was diversion obviously. She didn't need that, this time she wanted to go straight to the source.
 
Joker heard the sound of the Batmobile as it roared into the alley. That was the problem with running a fancy car like that. Bat's had never really been one for subtly. He liked his criminals to know who was chasing them. It was supposed to send chills up their spines or something.

To him of course it was just a warning to go the next phase of his plan.

He had already had enough time to stash most of the components he needed, and he sent out a small fleet of remote drones before Bat's could break in and spoil the fun. Then he threw down a few extra special grenades. The back of the truck became flooded with highly concentrated 'Bat Toxin' part A. It would effect her, making her slightly more aroused than normal, erect nipples, wet downstairs, elevated breathing, trouble making decisions quickly, attraction to him. However one good whiff from the stuff in his flower combined with this and she would be a lust crazed woman. The fun part, it was odorless and clear meaning she would have no idea what she was in for.

Making his way further in he pretended he had not heard her and continued to ransack the shelves of boxes, waiting for her to bust in.
 
Batgirl ran through the alley after easily avoiding the zombie joker lackey who was previously a truck driver. Suddenly droids came out and try as she might the little suckers weren’t exactly easy to beat. About 15 minutes later they finally gave in to her punches and kicks.

Of course, she hadn’t expected the area she ran into to be so...smoky. Well, more like foggy but that was expected because it was Gotham. Gotham was incredibly foggy for being a city. Of course the boom sound did indicate it was a grenade. The smoke hit her before she could cover her face.

Run, she had to rub...no run. Had to think clearly but her body felt hot, aroused. Her nipples ached for attention and for some reason she was feeling wet. She blinked a few times and ran. Hearing sounds, she was pretty certain she’d found where Joker 3.0 was hiding. She quickly dialed the police and as soo. As the operator picked up.

“Hello, 9-1-1 emergency how may I direct your call?”

Why wasn’t she saying anything? Instead, she hung up.

Finding the room he was in, her eyes narrowed as she did her best to ignore the effects of her body. Had he put something in that grenade?

“It’s over, Joker.” She said boldly,”I just called Gotham police and they’re on their way. You might as well give up and hand yourself over.”
 
Joker turned and looked directly at her, smiling widely as he did. He noted her flushed features, the erect nipples (Skin tight leather and kevlar could really not hide them), and the way she seemed to walk with her legs clamped slightly together.

Oh she was definitely feeling the effects of the gas. Now all he had to do was get close enough to her to spray the second part and she would be his sexual plaything for the night. Of course getting close was a problem without her hitting him. Then smiling wider he threw up his hands in surrender.

'You got me BatGirl. I thought I had this all worked out. This gas was supposed to immobilize you while I made a clean getaway but I guess something went wrong." Shrugging his shoulders he laughed a little. "Hey guess you can't win them all."

Slowly moving towards her with his hands held out in front of him he made sure not to make any sudden moves. "Go on Batsy, cuff me. Drag me off to jail."

Inside his hand, concealed within his glove, he gripped the activator for his flower and waited for her to get close enough.
 
God why did she feel this way, so hot and tingly almost like watching a porn and not masturbating during or after. Batgirl’s nipples slightly poked through the leather catsuit she wore. Her eyes narrowed as the Joker stared her down with a wild grin. She got in defense mode as he moved closer but was shocked as he gave up, really easily. Too easily.

If he was the type to give up, why hadn’t he done so the last few times they’d ran into each other. She didn’t move for a few minutes, made no move to reach for her handcuffs. Why did it matter though? While one side of her, the more logical side screamed that this was probably a trap, another part of her told her that if it was a trap why would he willingly let her put handcuffs on him?

Wouldn’t that debilitate him?

“Drop any weapons you have on you.” She said slowly, trying to stay focused. “No tricks.” He was still grinning widely at her which was creepy as fuck. She stepped closer reaching for the handcuffs in her holster ....
 
Joker made no sudden moves, but he slowly squeezed his right hand. A fine spray of invisible mist flew out of his flower and enveloped them both. The only hint he had that it had worked was a light tingling on his skin for a second. The thing was it would have no effect on him so he had no qualms about activating it.

Grinning at her still he began to slowly reach into his jacket and began to pull out various innocent looking items. A joy buzzer that would actually deliver a 1000 volt shock, A yoyo with a steel wire for string that he had used to garrote people, several exploding rubber chickens, marbles. Well hey, it was fun to spill them and watch people fall down. He was a sucker for the classics.

By the time he was up to divesting himself of his real weapons, a long barreled six shooter, several Joker bombs, brass knuckles and others, he could see that the gas combo had started to work on her.

Her nipples were now so hard they could cut glass. Her crotch was literally dripping, and her face was flushed as her breathing became deeper and faster.

Putting fake concern into his voice, he took off his jacket to reveal more of his body to her gaze and asked, "Are you alright Batsy, you don't look to good. Maybe you should go home and we can pick this up another night."
 
As the joker began pulling out his weapons something strange started to happen to her. She was becoming more and more aroused by the second. Her nipples ached painfully to be touched. Her pussy was becoming damp and she rubbed her legs together. Everything around her seemed to move in slow motion, including the Joker. Her eyes stayed focused on him as she began to breathe a bit more erratically. Her body tingled and she had this urge to shed her clothes.

No, bad idea.

He pulled off his jacket and it was almost like she could see through his dress shirt. She couldn’t, of course but it felt that way. Batgirl noticed how his muscles seemed more defined but then had he ever taken his jacket off. Would he take anything else off? Gods, she hoped so.

What, where did that thought come from?

“Is it hot in here? It feels like it suddenly got really hot in here.” Batgirl wasn’t even sure if she was answering his question or talking to herself. Of course, maybe that’s why he took his shirt off—no jacket, he took his jacket off. Not his shirt.

Had he done something to her? No—impossible! She’d been watching him this whole time and if she were honest with herself, she’d walked into this already horny.
 
Joker's already wide smile got wider. Oh she was hooked now. She wasn't even really paying attention to her surroundings and she was literally panting for breath.

He watched as she gazed at his upper body and he flexed his muscles a little, making them define themselves against his shirt, giving her a good look at what might be underneath.

Slowly he moved forward, closing the gap between them until he was but inches away. Still she had made no move towards him although she had but to raise her hand and she would be able to touch his chest.

He looked down into her eyes covered by her cowl and if possible his smile got bigger.

"What's the matter Batsy you look flushed," he said with a note of concern in his voice. "I hope your not out here trying to catch little old me while sick. I don't want to be infected with anything you know," he chuckled. "I mean I try to stay healthy. Don't I look healthy?" he asked flexing his muscles a little again.
 
Did she look flushed? She wasn't sure because she didn't have a mirror nearby but that didn't really matter, did it? All that seemed to matter at the moment was how good the joker's biceps seemed to look through that dress shirt of hers and why did he seem closer to her? The body heat seemed to radiate between them. Her hand reached up to push him back slightly but that didn't do anything but make matters worse.

Batgirl, hell--Alison could feel every single muscle in his chest. Her breathing seemed to get faster almost like there was some sort of connection or something.

"What? No, I'm not sick but thats the last thing you need to worry about, mistah J...oker" What the fuck? She blinked a few times, because all she could see was herself pinning him down and having her way with him but that would only work if he had the handcuffs on which somehow she'd forgotten to do. Of course, it could go either way couldn't it? Him pinning her down and having his way with her.

Batgirl was desperately trying to fight whatever this was. Maybe, she should have convinced Jeremy to take her home and come in for a nightcap or something. She squirmed beneath him, squeezing her legs together tightly. Her breathing was still coming quickly and somehow, she wasn't sure when her free hand had reached up to grab one of her plump breasts through the leather suit and squeeze.

The only problem was while she wanted to stop, she couldn't seem to think of a good reason why she should.
 
Oh god she was so hot, in more ways than one. She was practically standing in a puddle of her own juices, while panting and moaning and squeezing her breast and running a hand over his chest. It was just too much for Joker to bear. Time for him to get his reward although it would have to be quick tonight.

Smiling down into her face he reached out and snagged the cuffs she had dropped with his foot and pulled them closer then flipped them up and caught them. Holding them out he ran them up the arm she was tracing his muscled chest with and coughed.

"Loose something Batsy? Here let me get them for you."

He pretended to hand them back but only succeeded in snapping the cuff around her wrist.

"Whoops, Sorry about that. Let me get the other one."

Twisting and turning quickly, he moved around her from front to back and back again muttering, "Pardon, excuse me, hands to yourself, getting a little fresh, why I never,..." before stepping back and going "TADAH," and bowing.

Batgirl was now cuffed with her hands behind her back. Joker Raised his head and looked at her with a shocked look. "No,No,No this will not do. You are supposed to be arresting me. Can't you even follow the script? Amateurs, I never had this problem working with old square jaw. Right let's try this again."

Joker moved in again and after a minute of grunting, groaning and furious movement he stepped back and Batgirl was still handcuffed, but now her costume was in tatters except her cowl, cape and boots. The rest was but threads that covered very little and showed exactly what state she was in.

"Hmm have to admit, I never have had a dilemma like this before," Joker said looking at her. "It seems like you need something Bat's but I just can't put my finger on it. Whew you will have to forgive me it is a tad warm in here." So saying he took his shirt off revealing his chiseled muscular physique. "Now where was I...oh yes. Your needs. Just what do you need Bats? After all don't let it be said that Joker is not a good host."
 
Her body continued to tingle and only seemed to get worse when the Joker touched her. While a more intelligent part of her screamed that something was wrong, she reveled in the fact that he was touching her, making her all the more tingly inside. Or was she touching him? Right now, nothing seemed normal, everything seemed out of wack.

Wait--no, she was touching him. She realized as her hands grazed his chiseled muscular chest. "Who woulda thought under that suit was a sexy body?" Someone said, no--not someone, her. What happened to her voice, it had taken on that weird Harley voice she'd done a few weeks ago.

As he moved around her, with her cuffs in his hand she blinked a few times trying to reach out and touch him lightly grazing his chest again, then lower, finding his crotch.

"No,No,No this will not do. You are supposed to be arresting me. Can't you even follow the script? Amateurs, I never had this problem working with old square jaw. Right let's try this again."


Batgirl began giggling deliriously as he began touching her, no well not really touching her. Kinda. She felt her suit begin to rip in places which she didn't think would rip but then she'd never been so turned on by a villain before. Granted, he was the only villain she had encountered but still....

And then, he asked her what she wanted, to tell him what she needed and that familiar roll of pleasure rushed through her body as her nipples peaked through the ripped fabric as if to say a tiny, teasing hello I'm over here. But she shouldn't say it. It was bad enough that she'd gotten to this point, handcuffed with her own cuffs. What kinda hero was she?

"F-fuck me..."

Oops. Her eyes widened at the admission making it clear, she hadn't meant to say that out loud.
 
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Joker wanted to laugh out loud and scream to the heavens. Oh he had her now. Batsy had just asked him to fuck her and he hadn't even had to torture her or anything. Of course that would come later and she would grow to like it, but for now it was baby steps time.

Reaching down he caressed her face and then smacked her lightly before leaning in and kissing her soundly.

"Fuck you? You want me, the crown prince of mayhem, to fuck little ol you? That's a bit rich Batsy. I mean that would be like the Pope giving Satan a blow job."

He looked at her and then eyed her from a few different angles as if sizing her up.

"Still you are not all that bad looking. I tell you what," he told her as he bent down beside her and casually slid two fingers deep inside her and twirled them around. "If you beg hard enough, Uncle Joker will take care of your little problem for you. If not I will leave you here to suffer."
 
Allison--Batgirl had wondered why she had even asked that. This was the joker after all. Her predecessers would have never asked such a thing but then again,as far as she knew none of them had even been gay. Was this the reason that Batman had been just that, a man. Men were probably a lot less easy to take advantage of but then--she wasn't being taken advantage of.

This was her own choice, wasn't it? But WHY? Maybe her date with Jeremy had been a bit too much for her. Too much in the sense that she was used to the guy asking to come inside or...

"If you beg hard enough, Uncle Joker will take care of your little problem for you. If not I will leave you here to suffer."

Uncle Joker--beg? She pursed her lips tightly together. Should she beg? How could he possibly punish her? Maybe this was a bad idea. She was questioning everything, logic...how she had gotten into this mess. Not to mention, she was never one to beg for sex. She bit her lip again as he fingered her.

"I......." she licked her lips, "please fuck me joker..."
 
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