Harley's Heroine Heist | By : solddate Category: DC Verse Comics > Birds Of Prey Views: 79413 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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"Is it... blueberry, Mistress?" Kate tried desperate, sweat dripping from her brow as she prayed to the woman in front of her that she was right.
"Hmm," Harley pouted in a manner that said she had to seriously consider the answer. Standing up straight in front of her captive, the clown themed woman brought her free hand to her chin, deliberately leaving Kate to squirm in anticipation.
The aroused heroine shivered as she admired her Mistress' body through her costume, it was such a classic design and it showed off every curve of Harley's perfect ass. In its rattled & sex clouded state, part of Batwoman's mind couldn't help wondering how she'd never noticed her idol's sexy figure until now.
"Well, ya HALF right!" Harley declared suddenly, the lightbulb only lighting up in her head this time as she decided on what you was going to do with a big smile, "And since it is your first time, Katie, I'll give ya the point this time!" And that was all the warning Kate was given before she felt the wonderful sensation of Harley's buzzing candy cane vibe return to aching pussy through her suit.
"AHHH! RRR-OOH MISSSSDRISSS!" Kate screeched through gritted teeth, the syllables distorting on her tongue. In mere seconds, Batwoman was reaching her fourth climax of the so-called test and lost all sense of surroundings. All she knew was the vibe. All she knew was pleasure. All she knew was Harley Quinn.
Watching on in delight, Harley pressed her forehead against the screaming vigilante's, savouring every second of the pale skinned woman's ecstasy. It wasn't long before the ex-psychologist decided it wasn't enough and upped the tempo of the vibe in her hand while pressing the sextoy's tip even harder against the squishy crotch of Batwoman's costume. This officially sent Kate over the edge of her pleasure, making her eyes roll up in head, Harley's laughter ringing in her ears as she came and more of her juices collected beneath her suit.
"Mmm," the insane Domme moaned, experiencing her own small climax from the sight of her panting submissive's euphoria, "delish!" she giggled, planting a soft kiss on Kate's almost unresponsive lips before stepping back, taking the buzzing cane from the redhead's pussy in the same motion.
"Ah--" Kate groaned, limply trying to follow Harley's lips and vibe as they retreated from her own. Unfortunately, her hands were still chained above head and would remain so until the jester decided otherwise. "Thhank yooou, Mistresss," the broken Batwoman slurred, letting her head slump forward in a show of both submission & exhaustion, but then she asked hopefully, "may I have another question?"
"Greedy lil' slut, aren't we?" Harley chided smugly, hands now on hips. Instantly, the once strong willed Kate began to whimper an apology, but the villainess cut her off, "But that's how I like my fangirls! Eager & greedy for all things Harley! Oh, and by the way, the full answer was Blueberry Cheesecake!"
"Th-thank you, Mistress," Kate perked up, a smile forming on her tired lips. She wanted to know everything about her hero, needed to know, she was Harley's number one fan after all.
What she'd known previously just wasn't enough she realized. Batman had shared everything he had on the rogues he deemed most dangerous, but for some reason Kate could no longer fathom, Harley hadn't been on that list. How dare he!? Did he judge Harley to be beneath recognition!? Or did he just want to make Batwoman look a fool by keeping such vital information from her!? Well, now the jester had made a fool of the world's greatest detective, having already put several superheroines under her sway, including a Kryptonian & now Batwoman herself! All the while Batman still thought she was just another one of the Joker's victim.
Kate knew better now. Harley Quinn, at this moment, was probably the most dangerous woman on the planet, having stepped out from her creator's shadow and become something more! A strong, indepedent woman to be revered & respected. A mad lesbian Domme to be loved & worshiped. Kate was honored to be in her presence and wanted nothing more than to learn more about her idol & how to please her.
"Still, not a great score so far for a 'Number 1 Fan', Katie," Harley tsk-ed her tongue, swinging Kate's emotions back into the negatives. Harley knew that this was never going to get old for her, the mental roller-coaster she made her angels ride kept her wet and the horny sluts on their toes. "so, I think you're in need of lil' tuition before we get to the really hard stuff."
"Mistress?" Kate asked confused, unsure of what the clown woman could mean. The restrained Batwoman did her best to turn and try to keep Harley in sight as the blonde walked to a corner of the room behind Kate.
Whistling a happy tune as she went, Harley brought forward what looked like an 18mm film projector on a wheeled cart. On closer inspection, Kate noticed the vintage machine looked brand new, making her think that the magical Zee-Zee had summoned it for their insane Domme. It didn't take Harley long to ready the machine to her liking, with it positioned to Batwoman's right and facing the wall in front of her.
"Say what you wanna about all the HD/3D and surround sound BS the movies keep trying to sell," Harley chuckled, delicately placing a reel of film into the projector. The happy jester then activated the projector's light, but refrained from starting the film as all was not entirely ready for purpose, "It'll never beat the simple nostalgia of home movie reels on a blank wall," she continued, orientating the currently blank picture on the wall.
"Yeah..." Batwoman agreed dreamily, just wrapped up in watching her dream woman work.
"And all those i-thingies & no-name mp3s? HA!" Harley snorted, crouching down to grabbing something from the lower tray of the projector's cart. "Give me an old Walkman any day!" She declared with a hop, skip and a jump to place herself back in front of Kate once more. In her hands, Kate marveled at the sight of a genuinely old Sony Walkman audio cassette player, complete with a pair of beaten up orange-foam headphones with metal frame. This was no product of magic, the age was genuine, had it been Harley's?
"Was my mom's," Harley smiled, reading her new toy's mind, though her tone was bittersweet, "gave it to me for my birthday when I was eight... " The blonde trailed off for a moment, a hint of regret in her gaze that Kate was devastated to see, but as quick as it came it was gone and Harley continued with her trademark enthusiasm.
"Anyhoo, lets save backstories for laters! Right now, this tape's gonna by your audio for your upcoming presentation, '1162 things to know about Harley'," Harley explained, slotting the headset down over Kate's short red hair, with the orange foam of the ear pieces resting snuggly against the trapped heroine's ears. The supervillainess then slotted the plastic hook on the back of the cassette player itself onto the front of Batwoman's utility belt, the sudden added weight quickly reminding Kate of the juices trapped in her suit's crotch. "Now, make sure to pay attention, Katie," Harley hummed, lifting a hand to the projector's play switch while the hovered over the cassette players, "'cos there'll be a quiz after, and I expect you to pass with flying colours!"
"Y-yes, Mistress," Kate shivered from Harley's proximity. The magical lust of Zee-Zee's spell hitting the slut-in-training hard.
"Good girl," Harley breathed, pecking her pet with a chaste kiss as she pressed play on both devices. The film began the well known 5 second countdown, while the tape initially played soft white noise into Kate's ears.
The unmasked vigilante's body shook again and her eyes fluttered shut as her arousal began to renew its fire once more, but then her eyes opened wide as very familiar buzzing met her ears that was definitely not coming from the headphones. Kate looked down in a mixture of shock, horror & sinful lust as she saw Harley was now sitting at her feet and the candy cane vibrator back in her hand from wherever she'd put it while setting up the projector.
"Now, it's very important ya stay focused, baby girl, so eyes front!" Harley ordered in mocking sternness. Kate immediately complied as the movie began and the audio kicked in, but her body trembled beyond her control. "Don't mind me..." Harley cooed, her grin nothing less than evil. Tracing her free hand over the black spandex covering Batwoman's squirming thighs, the blonde enjoyed the moan that resulted before raising the candy vibe to the heroine's concealed pussy, "I'm just gonna play with my new toy..."
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"Ready for your reward?" Huney purred against her alien lover's skin.
"Yours and Mistress Harley's love is all the reward I need, Sister," Starr sighed in reply. It was the truth. A content, and just a lil' crazy, smile played on her lips as she pulled her first love closer to press her black painted lips against Huney's own. The kiss was returned and Power Slut knew that the only thing that would make her want to end this moment was her Mistress' command.
"Aww, you're so sweet for such a horny slut, Starr," Sister Huney teased, bringing up the hand that she'd just used to squeeze the Kryptonian's cum soaked strap-on to pinch the pink nub standing to attention on the alien's bouncy left breast. The former Huntress took her time twisting and pulling on the sensitive teat, taking a moment to truly appreciate Power Slut's lustful moans and her ever shifting expression of euphoria as she gave in to the simple pleasure of having her nipple played with.
By the Goddess Harley, the blonde was so beautiful. A shining example for all the unenlightened heroines to follow. In the light of their Mistress' love, Starr, a woman that held almost unparalleled power and displayed incredible heroism throughout her life on this Earth, had surrendered herself to Harley's will without hesitation. She had seen the undeniable happiness that Mistress Harley could grant any woman worthy of her love and never looked away, Sister Huney could not deny she was insanely envious of her beloved angel's foresight. However, Huney held no grudge, how could she? For it was Starr's own love for her that had opened her eyes to the truth; the truth that happiness is found through obedience to Mistress Harley.
"So," Power Slut spoke up between panted breathes, breaking Huney out of her reverie, "is my reward you playing with just 'one' of my tits, Sister?"
"Ooh, cheeky!" Huney giggled, lifting her hand away suddenly from Starr's chest only to bring it straight back down with her open palm smacking loudly against the malleable flesh.
"Hahaha!" Starr's chest rumbled with laughter. The alien then drew her shiny black lips into a pout as she faked injury from her lover's strike, the credibility of which wasn't helped by the way her jiggling tits betrayed her mirth. "Owieee! I thought I was getting a reward, not a punishment!"
"You are," Sister Huney rolled her eyes, beginning to push herself off the Kryptonian's body, "but you're making it very hard to actually give it to you, my love." Starr paused in letting the slutty nun loose from her embrace, but only for a second, after which she relinquished her hold and Huney stood to her full height. The corrupted heroine let out a long, low breath as goosebumps spread over her skin and her nipples stood on end in the comparatively cold air of the chapel, or at least cold compared to being in direct body contact with a horny, solar powered, smoking hot lesbian nymph.
"Huney?" Power Slut asked, unsure of her beloved's actions. Her confusion only grew as she watched the Italian bred beauty walk past her toward the sapphic church's main altar, Huney's bare feet patting lightly with each step on the smooth marble floor.
"Hush, my angel, all is well," Huney husked as she reached her destination. Looking up, the slutty sister admired the magically carved mural whose subjects seemed to pulse with the life & lust of those it depicted:
The one true Goddess, Harley Quinn, was standing proud in the centre surrounded by her already chosen & blessed followers.
Wearing her original jester of crime costume, the stone Harley stood above her angels on a pedestal with her hands resting on the upturned handle of her signature giant mallet, the head of which rested between her feet. Shivers of excitement flowed down Sister Huney's spine as she gazed upon her Mistress' image, the etching's lustful & mad grin igniting the memories of the first time Harley had fucked her once virgin pussy.
On Harley's closest left was her newest BFF and, though they didn't all know it yet, Big Sister to all of Harley's Angels, Barbie Gorgeous. The former Oracle's likeness had only come into being moments ago, a sign that she had accepted Mistress Harley's love and it had been that very thought which had sent Huney screaming to her third orgasm as she rode Power Slut's plastic cock. Further to the Mistress' left, were the bad, bad, bad Sister herself & her fallen angel. Huney's likeness was kneeling in worship to her Goddess, while Power Slut floated above, but still her head was bowed in reverence to the Almighty Harley.
The second Mistress, Zee-Zee, stood directly to Harley's right, it was her 'right'-ful place as her sidekick after all, Huney smiled knowing that her internal pun was just one of the many signs of how her Mistress had changed her way of thinking. Adjacent to the carnal witch was Sugah. The magic carving had the bimbo sitting on butt as she stared up in awe at the superior beings before her, of course, the image didn't fail to capture one of the airhead slut's hands groping at her own tits. And finally to Sugah's right...
"Mmmm, even in stone, our Mistress & sisters look so delicious," Power Slut hummed with a loud lick of her plump black lips. Rising to stand on her own bare feet, Starr stood naked & proud behind her lover, her collar & strap-on being her only two garments. A sinister smile played on the Kryptonian's lips as she silently levitated and floated toward the pre-occupied raven haired beauty in front of her.
"Yes," the naughty nun hummed in agreement, "though it seems Batwoman hasn't quite accepted the truth." Huney shook her head in sarcastic mourning at the sight of the still ill-defined carving that was placed to the stone Sugah Canary's right. At that moment, this last figure looked more like a mannequin than a person, posed as if a cheerleader in mid routine. Huney smiled happily at the fate the mural was predicting for Kate Kane, it would be so fun to discover the finer details of her new sister in person
"Give it time, Sister," Power Slut whispered in her first love's ear, "the longer Batwhore resists, the sweeter our Mistress' victory will be." Huney gasped in surprise as she suddenly became very aware of her sneaky alien lover hugging her from behind, that slick plastic cock bending up against her spine. Starr giggled at the clear excitement her actions sparked in the human woman. Resting her chin on Huney's shoulder, Starr noticed a small box on the altar that she guessed might contain her reward and she couldn't deny her curiousity when she realized that the elegantly designed container was lead lined. "Oooh, what's in the box, Sister?"
"Naughty slut, trying to peek, are we?" Huney glanced back at the blonde powerhouse, whom merely pouted with fake innocence. Picking up the small, x-ray shielded box in her fingers, Sister Huney pulled herself out of the alien lover's embrace and opened the box top to reveal the contents. "From our Mistress to you, my angel."
"Oooh, kinky!" Starr exclaimed merrily. Wasting little time, the blonde picked out the two metal jaws and examined them closely between her powerful fingers, as a grinning Huney placed the box back on the altar.
The clamps themselves were nothing special, they were made from chrome steel and for any human they'd apply ample pressure to extract erotic pain from the wearer without causing lasting harm. The thought of which alone sent sent shivers down Starr's spine, even though she knew, bittersweetly, that the metal pincers couldn't incite the same exquisite feelings from her impervious Kryptonian nubs, but it was the thought that counted to Starr. It made her pussy throb to think that her Mistress or one of her sister slaves would treat her like an object, like a toy to be fucked for their pleasure and not her own. That the women she loved & lusted after would make her feel pain while they got off using as her body as a sex doll!
"Mmmm," Power Slut moaned as she attached the clamps, fresh pussy juice leaking from her strap-on's harness and down her thigh. Unfortunately, as she had known would be the case, there was no actual pain, but the pressure from the cold metal on her diamond hard teats was still exciting, but what made Starr all the hornier was the clamps' decoration. Now, what covered her naught nips was the stylised appearance of the Maid of Mischief, the Cupid of Crime, Harley Quinn winking cheekily to all who could see. Now, the world had another way to see her loyalty & devotion to her beloved Mistress! 'As if there was any doubt!' her mind cried happily as she declared, "I LOVE them, Sister!"
"I knew you would, Starr," Sister Huney breathed hotly at Starr's elation, but her smile held such a mischief that the alien knew immediately she was missing something, "but that's only the start of it!" Power Slut gasped in surprise as the unholy sister then reached out to her and squeezed the sides of one the winking Harley's covering tits only for the jester's smile to open and reveal the tender pink button beneath, still clasped in the clamp's steel teeth. "In her wisdom, our Mistress recognized that one of her most beloved angels," Huney paused to signal that she meant Starr, pressing her finger against the exposed teat before moving her hand to the other smiling image of Harley, "could not experience all the pleasures of her flesh, and it made the Mistress very sad."
"Awww," Starr mewled in mixture of sexual anticipation & genuine regret at the idea she had caused her Mistress distress, while Huney squeezed open the cover on her other nipple.
"But fear not, Starr!" Sister Huney declared with righteous vigor, reaching back to the altar and lifting the gift box once more. "For our Mistress is cunning & resourceful as well as generous! And through her divine love she has found a way to bless you with a gift that only she could grant you..." and with that, before the superpowered blonde could process what was happening, Huney removed the base of the gift box to reveal a second compartment and two tiny glowing green gems. In one swift action, the raven haired woman placed a gem each into the waiting jester mouths of the nipple clamps and then slammed the grinning mouths shut, "...the pleasure of pain."
Immediately, Power Slut collapsed to her knees, the pain was indescribable as the steel jaws crushed her now vulnerable nipples. The pleasure was greater as orgasm after orgasm punched through her.
"OH RAO!" Starr cried out to an old god reflexively, her brain short circuiting in the wake of such overwhelming ecstasy, the kind only her Mistress had ever been able to give her. Her hands groped and mashed her titties together, unsure if she was trying stop or intensify the sensation... All she knew was euphoria, painful & exquisite euphoria.
Power Slut had literally never experienced anything like this feeling before. She had been injured in battle as her old self. She had been spanked for Harley's amusement. However, one was pain and the other was pleasure. This was both! In unbelievable quantities! Why had she never been able to experience this before!? It was amazing! It was divine... It was Mistress Harley's will!
"Mmm, you look so hot right now, Starr." The low hiss from above brought Starr back to the real world and she looked up to the Italian hottie standing over. Huney had one hand teasing her own breasts, while the other was sliding two fingers in & out of her slick pussy on full display for her writhing lover. "So confused & helpless, like you've finally lost control for the first time in your life."
"Ha-ha, not--the very first time--," Power Slut panted as her pleasure finally began to subside, though her hands didn't stop playing with her chest, "but I've never lost it in this way before..."
"Then who is it that you trust to take control of you in such times, my love?"
"You, Sister Huney... and our Mistress, of course," Starr sighed contently. Harley had yet again granted her a gift that she'd previously believed she could never receive, with these Kryptonite gems that her Earth-2 physiology prevented from being poisonous, Power Slut could truly surrender to the woman playing with her body. Any woman could now control both her pleasure & her pain, her lover could now take complete control of her and Starr would be eternally grateful.
"Sadly, you cannot always wear them, in case the Mistress has need of your powers," Huney elaborated, lowering her hand from her chest, but then parted her nether lips with the hand at her snatch, "but for now..." Sister Huney grinned madly, grabbing Starr's hair roughly & staring into her eyes with insane lust, and Starr looked right back with tears of joy in her doting eyes, "and the rest of this night, you are all mine, slut!" Huney declared, much to the alien's delight before forcing the blonde's face into her waiting cunt, "Now, lick!"
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A/N: So, to clarify for those who may be confused, Power Slut's nipple clamps have appeared befopre as part of an alternative design for Power Slut written by the designer of the 'canon', namely LesLes on superstories.
He wrote it here, http://superstories.net/Message/default.aspx?message=57 , under the name 'Power Slut - Inversion'
And this design has recently been given life in full by the artsist Lufidelis on dA, can be seen here, http://hypnohub.net/post/show/22714/
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