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The Hunted Heroes [*~CoraJayne~* and batman4560]

Slowly as Helena cursed at him, his chalk white cock with the strange green head swelled in length and thickness until it stood at a fully hardened state, throbbing in her face. He slowly pushed his hips forward and poked her in the face with his tool, leaving marks of precum to stick to her cheek while he slapped her chest with his free hand, simply wanting to cause her some discomfort. Slowly he unhooked her gag and struck her face hard, an attempt to daze her so that she would understand her place.
 
Him rubbing his surprisingly large and oddly colored cock in her face only made her more angry. The hits to her already sore chest didn't help either. He took the gag out, and before she could yell at him again he hit her so hard she was seeing stars. Blood spattered across the room as her mouth bled again. Helena realized she was still mouth level with his cock, and she took that chance to try to chomp down on it.
 
The Joker was thinking about shoving his cock into her mouth to face fuck her when she bit down on him hard. He gasped and screamed horridly. "GAHHHHH SHIT YOU BITCH!" He roared and kicked her in the chest as hard as he could to try to knock her back. Once he was free from the teeth he held his cock with one hand and looked the woman over, reaching into his jacket pocket to pull a pistol from it. "Do you know how bad I'm gonna kill you!? I promise it won't be quick!"
 
Helena wasn't expecting to make contact, so when she felt his cock between her teeth there was a sense of accomplishment. With a grunt she fell back, a smile on her face as she recovered from the rough kick to her chest. Her blue eyes met his crazy ones, and she laughed. "No matter what you do to me, my father is going to kill you, Joker. In the end, you're going to pay."
 
"Oh? He's gonna kill me!? Hahahahahaha That's the thing baby! He won't kill. No matter what, he doesn't have it in him to end things!" He laughed and pulled the hammer of his gun back then took aim at Helena. A quick squeeze of the trigger caused the gun to release a metal rod with a flag that said bang. It stopped at the end of the gun's barrel. "Looks like you need to be broken a little more. I have just the thing for that." He muttered and reached into his pocket again until he had a joy buzzer in his palm. Slowly, he menaced and walked towards her, slamming the buzzer into her shoulder, sending an electrical current through her. After nearly five minutes of shocking her he pulled the joy buzzer back and glared down at the bitch again. "Submit!"
 
"You've never messed with his daughter before, dumbass. Pelletier will do anything for their family, especially after all the shit you've pulled tonight.* The defiant woman stared down the barrel of the gun? Only flinching when the flag almost hit her in the face. "Idiot." Her blue eyes narrowed at the object in his hand, but soon her entire body had tensed up. She struggled to breathe, and too her chance once he stopped. "Never."
 
Joker was starting to get angry at not being able to break the daughter of the Batman, the fact that she had a will like her fathers was starting to really bug him. The Joker grabbed her by the hair and yanked one clamp off, not once pulling the prongs apart so that it would rip and hurt more than it should have as he yanked, then he twisted the other almost completely around, all while he struggled to not kill her then and there, she needed to suffer more but his madness was starting to take over his mind.
 
The heroine let out a blood-curdling scream as the clamp was cruelly torn off of her nipple. The bud was now a harsh red color, and she was shocked it was still on her body. Another cry came as he twisted the other nipple. But she wouldn't let him break her, never. After catching her great, Helena was able to spit blood onto his cheek as another sign of her defiance.
 
Blood splattered on the Joker's cheek and he scowled down at her. "Ya know, I've been trying to be nice but I'm sick of playing games with you!" The Joker walked to his pants and pulled a long vial out of the front pocket and shook a blue liquid around. "Now you are really gonna hate this." He walked back to the still bound woman and hit her straight in the throat with one hand. "Now, if you don't swallow this, I'm going to keep hitting you in the throat until you can't breathe any more. And I promise it will take hours to do that." He put the vial to her lips and pulled the top off, waiting for her to drink the cold liquid.
 
Helena gave him a bloody smile as he finally got fed up. She was a lot stronger than people gave her credit for, and that was obvious right at that moment. She watched him pull out the vial and hold it up to her lips.When he hit her throat, she coughed so hard she nearly threw up. At first she was not going to drink it, but she was too tired to deal with him. Helena let the cool liquid slide down her thoat.
 
"There ya go, that will make you much more compliant, at least for a bit." The Joker cooed at her and walked around Helena. Slowly unlocking her wrists and legs. "Stand up and dance." He ordered the beauty, wanting to see just how well his drug would work. The Joker walked to a chair in her living room and sat in it, watching her with fire red eyes, curious to see if she would do as he commanded or if he would have to get rougher with the heroine.
 
Helena wanted to fight it so bad, but the drug had a hold on her. The battery woman stood slowly and started to dance. She moved her hips and tits in a sexy manner, all the while her face was conntirted with frustration and anger. The blue liquid had made her totally compliant and it was humiliating.
 
The Joker clapped and nearly jumped out of his seat from watching her move around. "That's it! Move the body baby!" He used his foot to pull his pants back towards him and pulled his phone out of the back pocket and started to record her movements. "Helena dear, take a hand and scoop up the precum on your face and smear it into your chest, and call me Mr. J."
 
While her face was twisted, her body complied. The chain from the clamp still on her nipple swung as her ample breasts did. The woman stumbled over and scooped up his precum, smearing it on her bruised chest. Eventually Helena forced out "Like this, Mr. J?" She felt disgusting, but at least he didn't have her mind yet.
 
"Mmmm hmm, now down on your knees and crawl over here. Just like a good kitty and lick my cock. Also, say hi to the camera." He whispered darkly at her. His hand stayed trained on her with the camera so that he could record her every movement all while he leaned back in his seat and watched her. Once she was dead or completely loyal to him, he would send the video to dear old dad and have him mentally break once and for all.
 
Helena forced herself to her knees, crawling back over to his cock. Her blue ey s met the camera, and she let out a sad "Hello." It took her a little longer than usual, but Helena finally started to lick long stroke on his cock. If it wasn't for the serum, she would be gagging.
 
"Ahhh that's it, now I'm not laughing anymore. Tell me you like it. Ask me to cum on your face." He moaned softly and looked down at her tongue lapping along the length of his tool. A wide grin plastered to his lip as the door to her room slowly crept open. Soon everything would be coming together..
 
"I-I like it." She stammered out, tears starting to fall from her eyes. "Please cum on my face." She asked as her voice got higher. He's broken the woman down, crying as she continued to lick his cock.
 
The Joker laughed happily and clapped his hand as Helena started in on begging him to cum on her face. The Clown Prince of Crime considered it for a long moment then held her tight by the hair and groaned as he started to blow his load all over her face. Rope after rope of hot cum stuck to her cheeks and neck while he groaned deeply from his chest. From behind her, a massive man stalked Helena and grabbed her by the neck, choking her from behind in an attempt to knock her out.
 
Helena wanted to disappear. As cum shot onto her body, she thought she was going to throw up. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Just as she thought the worst was over, a hand wrapped around her neck. Her air was cut off, and Helena gasped and struggled. Soon the word faded out, and she was finally at rest.
 
Joker recorded Helena with cum running down her face as the man behind her held her high into the air and he hit the send button along with a text message. "Dear Batsy, got your daughter. More to come if you don't find me soon. Harley has the first clue as to where I'm staying at. If you don't find me in two days, your daughter dies." The mad man laughed happily and snapped his fingers while getting dressed. The clown and the large thug dragged the broken Helena back to the mad man's lair...
 
"Oh, Mista J, you bad, bad man." Harley giggled in her sickeningly-sweet voice. She twirled one pink lock of hair around her finger. "Oh, Basty? What's takin' so long?!" The blond pouted as she waited in Bruce Wayne's apartment. "Momma wants to play!" Instead of her trusty bat, Harley had a gun in her hand. There was one bullet tin the chamber, and it was simply a dart with a serum to knock the masked hero out.
 
Getting the text, Bruce got dressed in his grey and black armor and rode his elevator up to the top of his penthouse in the center of Gotham only to see Harley waiting for him. That was strange of her to do considering he was apparently supposed to hunt her down, clearly this was a trap. He refused to get close to her, keeping himself at one end of the room for a moment while he examined her. Between himself and her was a long leather couch, a chair and a thin, long wooden table. "Harley, only one chance to tell me where he is before I break your legs."
 
Harley laughed loudly. "Oh, Batsy, you don't get to know! He's too busy having fun with your little baby girl. I gotta admit, I'm a little jealous." The blonde pouted, but soon got down to business. "But you and I are going to have fun." She raised the gun and shot the dart into his neck, and she giggled as she waited for the serum to take place. "Ooh, Batsy we're gonna have so much fun!"
 
The dark dug deep into the Batman's neck, his eyes glassed over and he stumbled forward a few paces. "Drugs..." He muttered as he crashed through his own wooden table and laid almost lifeless, fighting off the drug as best as he could, little did he know that it would have a strange effect on him once he could move again.
 
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