khan
Star
- Joined
- Jun 24, 2015
"There goes the bat, once again after Mr. J. humph if it wasn't for that annoying batgirl we would had got him this time and thrown him a BIG farewell party, bah, wish she had not tied me SO tight this time". Harley hung upside from the ceiling in an abandoned warehouse tightly wrapped in a nylon rope after she helped the ungrateful joker escape once again. She had been trying for a good while to escape out of her bonds without success until she finally decided she couldn't do anything but to wait.
"No good, I just can't get off... Wonder if she is into bondage to be so good with ropes, well... guess I'll just have to wait for Mr. J to come back and rescue me. Hope he doesn't forget about me... again."
But after a day and a couple of nights it was not him who showed up in that abandoned warehouse to rescue an already upset impatient Harley but the Riddler's henchmen. Of course they weren't there to rescue her but his plans demanded for precision and her presence was a nuisance. The buffoon bodysuit girl was immediately released and told to leave in a rather rude way. She was so mad for being forgotten there that she kicked the man and somersaulted to the window eager for revenge at Mr J. He should be around somewhere, she knew he couldn't been caught, not after she sacrificed for him to escape, and now he should be waiting for her to return like a lapdog, but not this time.
Leaving her like that had made the blonde's girl boil beyond limits but just as she was about to leave the building she turned back and saw the Riddler himself arriving and a sudden thought crossed her mind. What if she... Uhm Mr. J would never forgive her, but who cared about that clown right now. It was time to broaden to new horizons.
Suddenly the lights went out and a curtain of gas invaded the insides of the building. A few loud hits were heard together with shouts and moans only to be followed by silence, then a shadowy silhouette approached.
"You really should get better henchmen sweet" The sharp mocking voice of Harley echoed in the darkness as she swayed her way to the Riddler with a boxing glove gun in her hands. dropping the pistol at his feet she leaned on him, "You would be better with me instead of this goons don't you think" she said as she took out a knife and played with it.
"What happens darling, bat got your tongue or don't you like clowns? Come on loosen up a bit" Waving the knife around she placed it in her neck and with one sudden move she cut his tie. "...oh boy you must have had a very unhappy childhood..., but it is not a child what I'm looking for but a Maaan"
Her knife moved then to her own body and she cut through her own outfit, slowly stripping out of her skintight top. "Is this better?" she asked provocatevely while only wearing her skintight pants and her mask.
"No good, I just can't get off... Wonder if she is into bondage to be so good with ropes, well... guess I'll just have to wait for Mr. J to come back and rescue me. Hope he doesn't forget about me... again."
But after a day and a couple of nights it was not him who showed up in that abandoned warehouse to rescue an already upset impatient Harley but the Riddler's henchmen. Of course they weren't there to rescue her but his plans demanded for precision and her presence was a nuisance. The buffoon bodysuit girl was immediately released and told to leave in a rather rude way. She was so mad for being forgotten there that she kicked the man and somersaulted to the window eager for revenge at Mr J. He should be around somewhere, she knew he couldn't been caught, not after she sacrificed for him to escape, and now he should be waiting for her to return like a lapdog, but not this time.
Leaving her like that had made the blonde's girl boil beyond limits but just as she was about to leave the building she turned back and saw the Riddler himself arriving and a sudden thought crossed her mind. What if she... Uhm Mr. J would never forgive her, but who cared about that clown right now. It was time to broaden to new horizons.
Suddenly the lights went out and a curtain of gas invaded the insides of the building. A few loud hits were heard together with shouts and moans only to be followed by silence, then a shadowy silhouette approached.
"You really should get better henchmen sweet" The sharp mocking voice of Harley echoed in the darkness as she swayed her way to the Riddler with a boxing glove gun in her hands. dropping the pistol at his feet she leaned on him, "You would be better with me instead of this goons don't you think" she said as she took out a knife and played with it.
"What happens darling, bat got your tongue or don't you like clowns? Come on loosen up a bit" Waving the knife around she placed it in her neck and with one sudden move she cut his tie. "...oh boy you must have had a very unhappy childhood..., but it is not a child what I'm looking for but a Maaan"
Her knife moved then to her own body and she cut through her own outfit, slowly stripping out of her skintight top. "Is this better?" she asked provocatevely while only wearing her skintight pants and her mask.
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