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The Joker's Concubine	By : Jokersconcubine Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 17805 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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He was standing silhouetted against the window as she walked in, his back to her. She hesitated a moment, then swung the door shut behind her. He turned slowly around, the light catching in his hair, which was now streaked with green. He wore the purple suit that he was known for, and his face was painted into a lurid mask.

“Come into my parlor said the spider to the fly….” She took a step towards him. He crossed the distance between them, grabbed her face between his hands, and planted a cruel and bruising kiss upon her lips. “I forgot to do that last night.” He released her, pushing her from him so hard that she stumbled backwards. She steadied herself as he began slowly circling her. “Today is your lucky day. Today you get a chance to bet everything you have on a new game. Double or nothing.” He gave her a huge, gruesome smile.

“What do you mean?” She whipped her head around to follow him as he continued walking around her.. She could still feel the lingering tingle from the cruel press of his lips.

He stepped in front of her and crossed his arms. “You are…a desperate woman. You have nothing. No friends. No family. A tiny little apartment that’s three months late on the rent. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t killed yourself.”

She flustered for a moment. “How do you know so much about me?”

“Oh, I know everything in this town. And if I don’t know it, I know where to find it. You were simple. You are…nobody. Nobody at all. You have no identity worth mentioning and nothing going in your favor. But you see, I am a very perceptive man. And you are far, far more interesting than most would think.”

“I’m not interesting. Not in the slightest.” She turned from him.

“Oh yes, yes you are. You are…amusing…to me. I can feel the darkness inside you. It’s been there, rotting and festering for a long time.” He smiled at her. “I think it’s beautiful. In the past, you’ve only held it at bay with ridiculous notions of religion and justice. Which I took from you last night..” His eyes glinted and she realized that he had enjoyed it. He had enjoyed stripping her of everything she believed in and introducing her to his stark and lonely version of reality.

He walked around behind her and pressed the length of his body against her. His face was mere centimeters from her own. “I meant to kill you last night. But I didn’t. I didn’t, because in the moments right before you began to lose consciousness, I looked into your eyes and you showed me who you really are. And it was so…interesting.”

The Joker grabbed her arms and spun her around pushing her into the wall. He leaned against her, his painted face nose to nose with her own. “Do you want to know what I saw? Hmm?” She gave a small nod, all the while painfully conscious of his hard body pressing against hers.

“I saw someone who is a freak. Like me. I saw all your nasty little demons dancing in your eyes. I saw your arousal. I saw your fear. I saw your yearning for attention. I saw all those deep, dark desires that you don’t tell people about because you think it means there’s something wrong with you.” He ran a gloved hand down her face and tilted it up towards his.

“And you know what? I’m curious. I want to look under your mask. I want to peel back the layers of it, like filleting flesh from your pretty face. I want to play with your pain and your torment and sate myself on your inner hells.”

“Why?” she breathed.

He giggled and spun away from her. She nearly collapsed, barely catching herself by leaning against the wall. “Because it will be an adventure!” he gestured widely with his open arms. “It will be fun! So here’s the way the game works. You stay here and you become my pet project. You let me play with you. Like a toy! You let me play with your thoughts, your emotions, your body…You become my personal slave and let me do anything I want…anything at all, for as long as I remain interested. In return, you get a place to live; this one. Food to eat, money to spend, and the occasional company of yours truly.” He said the last part with a small bow, smiling up at her through the green hair that hung in his face. “And as an added bonus, I’ll help satisfy all those naughty little desires you have. That part of you that begs for pain, for humiliation…the part of you that needs to punish yourself over, and over again.”

Desiree shivered at his words. A part of her was so tempted. She felt an insane desire to throw herself at his feet, to be his, to be anything he wanted. Yesterday, she was just another prostitute struggling to survive. But today, she could become somebody. Even if it was just a sex slave to a madman. And really, it wasn’t so different than what’d she’d been doing. She was trading favors for financial stability…and for a little excitement.

“How do I know you won’t kill me? You almost did it last night.”

He laughed. “You don’t know. That’s the fun part!“ He had an insanely gleeful look on his face. “I could kill you at any moment. It’s not as though anyone would miss you. I could slit your throat while you sleep just to watch you bleed, or stab you through the heart at the very moment when your orgasm shudders through you.” He lowered his voice and whispered with an evil smile, “ Do you know how tight a woman’s pussy gets right before she dies? It feels wonderful.” His words sent chills down her spine, and yet she also felt a blush of arousal creep up into her cheeks.

“But then again,” he continued, “I might not kill you. I might just lose interest and throw you out. Or I might keep you indefinitely. I don’t know myself what I want to do with you yet. It will be a surprise for both of us!”

Her head was spinning. She was intoxicated by the sight of him, by the sound of his words, and the insane things that he was suggesting. He was making a sort of terrifying, brilliant, sense. Her body was trembling from his recent touches. She walked over to the sofa, and sat down on the edge, holding her head in her hands and willing her mind to become clear. She closed her eyes, hoping that blocking the sight of him would make it easier to think.

He moved towards her and crouched down at eye level with her. He tapped her forehead, and she opened her eyes. “Well? I don’t have all day. Are you going to ante up or fold ‘em? ”
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