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Maxima's Harem	By : Victor2K Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 27735 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story

Chapter List
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Content of the Story: F/F, oral, toy, BDSM, femdom, bondage, magic
Subject: Superman TAS/Batman TAS/Justice League
Characters involved: Harley Quinn/Candace/Zatanna/Maxima/Supergirl/Catwoman/Black Canary
Author: Operandi (relugus@hotmail.com) and Victor2K (pigsbyvictor@hotmail.com)

CHAPTER 6: THE QUINN-TESSENCE OF SEX

Harley knew she had to move quickly; portals don’t hang around for long, though the Joker had told her they were like buses, “you wait for one trans-dimensional portal and three come along at once”, he said. For Harley, just this one would do. Get through this opening, she told herself, and you’ll find a whole lot more openings, and not of the portal variety.

She figured she’d have to keep the portal open somehow. But how? She did not have any high-tech wizardry at hand aside from her beloved bazooka. Then, she had a brainwave. A portal won’t close if something is passing through it!
It might not work, but as ideas go, it was a damn good one.

She picked up a small pebble and threw it into the portal, running at full tilt towards the portal, which began to vibrate. The portal appeared to shrink, then, as the pebble passed through, it opened again.
“Bingo!”

Harley Quinn bounded through the portal just as it finally closed. Candace, Maxima, and Harley Quinn were now gone.

Maxima took Candace by the hand and showed her along the corridor of the Almerian capital palace. “I have something to show you, Candace…come along!” Maxima kissed her guest then lead her to a large golden door.
Stepping inside, Candace entered a large, luxurious room, pillars stood in rows down the length of the room, and beds, many of them four posters, lined the room.
“You’re back”, a familiar voice echoed from one of the chambers. It was Catwoman, dressed in her skin tight suit, which highlighted all her features, every curve of that feline body. Candace was entranced by it, until she saw a blonde woman, wearing nothing more than a thin black thong, with her hair in pigtails. The woman was at Catwoman’s side, on all fours, her sexy butt displayed, a leash attached to a collar round her neck.
“Why hello, there…who’s the new babe?” Catwoman was a little surprised to see someone like Candace here.
“My name’s Candace, Maxima bought me here”, Candace suddenly realised who Catwoman’s pet was at that moment. “Black Canary? Is that Black Canary?”
“Candace? Hmmm…that name sounds familiar…been so busy fucking the canary and super slut I had forgotten.”
Candace was a little nervous., did Catwoman realise she was CandyAce?
Catwoman smiled at Candace, patting her “canary” on the head.
“You want to use her? She made Supergirl cum so hard earlier, you should have seen it. That do-gooding bitch was squirting like a fountain!”
Maxima laughed.
Candace was astonished…the mighty Supergirl licked to orgasm by Black Canary?
“Errr….maybe later”, Candace replied, a little taken aback by what she had just witnessed. Maxima leaned toward Candace, touching her ass, “I’ll show you a good time…then I’ll show you how we do things here”, Maxima stroked her finger down Candace’s thighs. “I want to initiate you, Candace…you’ll enjoy the girls I have collected.”
Zatanna appeared. “Nice catch, Maxima…though this one does not have powers…an unusual choice”. Maxima shrugged, “Candace has many qualities that make up for that…she’ll fit right in.”
Zatanna nodded, “I like the look of her…sCandace, you’ll get a taste of my wand soon enough”, Zatanna winked at Candace dirtily.
Catwoman and her bitch departed,.
Maxima turned to Candace, kissing her on the cheek and groping her breast. “Come, let me show you pleasure beyond your imaginings”, Candace kissed back lustily. She did not entirely understand what drew her to Maxima, but it electrified her.

Harley Quinn snuck across the palace walls, sidestepping along the very narrow ledges. “I don’t like heights!” She said to herself, as she averted her gaze from the daunting view. “One false move and I’m Harley Pancake!” Moving along, she made her way to a window.
She could hear something …faint moans. She’d guessed right. Upon arriving through the portal, she witnessed Candace and Maxima entering this very tower section, though she had not seen them since due to the approaching guards. Though Harley had a reputation for being loud and brash, she knew when to use stealth. She had that whole ninja thing down pat.
Sounds like sex.
As she moved closer to the window, the moans got louder, and Harley’s nipples got harder. They were now poking out from her tight, sexy costume. Fuck, why’s everyone else getting a seeing to except me!
Harley was fed up with seeing everyone else get sex. Most guys would shove their manhood into her without hesitation, but Joker was more interested in Batman. Maybe that smiling assassin was really gay, maybe he fancied the Batman. They had always had a somewhat “unique” relationship, having failed to kill each other when the opportunity presented itself on several occasions.
Mind you, she had to admit she had the hots for Batman. That big physique, those strong arms, that burly manner, tall dark and handsome, the man of her dreams. Once when Batman had cornered her, she offered to give herself up if he would punish her, give her the spanking she deserved for being such a bad girl. And what did Batman do? He said no and carted her off to the police and Arkham Asylum. What a square!
The last time she and the Joker had had some action she was giving him a blow-job during a bankjob. When she complained about him not returning the favour, he told her to “not blow this out of proportion”. But she always ended up doing the blowing, whether it was his cock or her bazooka.
She listened to the moaning and groaning, and wanted a piece of the action. “Fuck this ninja crap, I’m going in there!”
Harley kicked the window open and strode in. The sight that greeted her made her nipples sharper than pencils.

“Oooh! Unnngh!”

She witnessed, right before her eyes, Catwoman pounding Black Canary hard with a massive strap-on. “Yeah, bitch, this is my law and order!”
Catwoman pulled the Canary’s blonde pigtails, tugging hard. “Gonna fuck you till you can’t walk!”

Harley was speechless. She was in awe. She was getting horny.

She slumped into a nearby chair and felt her boobs and crotch. The two women were oblivious to her presence as they fucked, or rather Catwoman fucked Canary senseless.
Harley did not even realise she was jerking herself off.

This went on and on, the sounds of fucking and frigging echoing the room, the smell of sex permeating.
The sexual, powerful thrusts of Catwoman, whose giant strap-on dildo made Harley gasp in a mixture of terror and excitement, were penetrating Harley’s mind just as they were penetrating Canary’s body.
She had always suspected Catwoman was capable of conquering females as well as males, but the sight before her still astonished her. If she’d known that, she would have accepted Catwoman’s offer a few month’s back to “come to my place for a little one-to-one”, which she had always thought just meant a chat. She felt a fool missing that signal!

Catwoman slammed the final devastating thrust, sending Black Canary over the edge. The two women screamed in unison, their bodies shaking.
Black Canary slumped, her head resting on the pillow, her freshly fucked ass in the air. Catwoman sighed, then glanced around her. She saw something…red and black? A blur of red and black.

She looked again and there, on a chair at the end of the room, sitting with legs open, hands on boobs and crotch, masturbating herself frantically, was Harley Quinn.

“Harley?! What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Unnh…oooh…oh fuck, Catwoman!”
The female criminal quickly tried to tidy herself and stand up, falling over on her ass in the process. Catwoman noticed the damp path between her legs, and those pointy nipples.

“Fancy seeing you round here, Quinny? Where’s Joker?”
“Err, he’s busy doing his stuff, you know, always up to shit! Just, just thought I’d drop by!” Harley tried to laugh off the situation, but Catwoman looked very cross, and Harley knew you did not fuck with Catwoman.
“You sneaked in the portal, didn’t you?”
“Errr….came by bus…public transport has really improved hasn’t it? Well, err…I’d best be going…nice place you got here! I’ll be off home now!”

Harley turned quickly and made a break for the window. She had no idea how she was going to get out of this one, and she’d gotten out of some tough scrapes in her time.
Stepping onto the outside ledge she saw Catwoman grabbing her whip and panicked, falling from the ledge.
I’m a gonner, and I did not even get to write my own biography or my own comicbook.
Harley Quinn closed her eyes and prayed to Lady Luck.

Suddenly, she felt female hands grabbing her ankles and opened her eyes to see everything upside down, looking up she saw a woman with red hair and gold armour, holding her by her ankles and flying.

She was carried back to where Catwoman was, and was thrown on the floor by the red-head beauty.
“Th-thanks.”
“You are lucky I am merciful, intruder. Maxima does not take kindly to intruders, she chooses who can and cannot travel to Almeria.”
“Then…then why did you save me?”, Harley was still trying to catch her breath.
“You have a nice ass…would be a pity for it to be damaged.”
Harley blushed at the compliment, though was not sure whether to be flattered.
“Now, I’m going to open a portal and chuck you out, ass and all”, Maxima declared, coldly. Quinn had not made a good first impression.
Catwoman, however, had other ideas. “Queen Maxima, might I suggest that this harem lacks a court jester, and this one might just fit the bill”. Maxima seemed unconvinced, but Catwoman continued.
“H-Harem?” Harely asked, puzzled.
“Of course, she will have to prove herself worthy of a place in our Harem, prove that she’s more than just a hot piece of ass, and she will have to compensate for intruding on Almerian territory.”
Maxima put her hands on her hips and pondered. “Hmmm…this jester seems a typical coomon slut to me…this is not the way we usually do things in Almeria…but…”

Harley had a million questions, few of which had been answered. “What kind of Harem is this?”
Maxima smiled at Harley and laughed. “It’s a harem where girls fuck each other and get fucked.”
Harley’s eyes widened. “Every day?”
“Twenty four seven”, Catwoman assured her.
Harley paused for a moment, trying to take it all in. Then squealed with joy.
“Fuck yeah this is my idea of heaven! Please can I join!”
Maxima looked stern, “Well, this is a very exclusive club, I’m not…”
“Pretty please, with Batgirl on top!”
Maxima paused for 30 seconds, weighing up her options, then announced her decision.
“Harley Quinn, as you were not selected by me, you will have to prove yourself worthy of my harem. You must prove you can service the needs of me and my ladies, and that you are willing to allow yourself to be used as we see fit. Understand that you will have to earn your place from the bottom up, literally and figuratively. If you reach my standards you will be accepted, if you fail, you will be sent home in a titanium chastity belt.”

Catwoman whispered “oooh, that’s cruel”.

Harely weighed it all up for about 3 seconds, then announced her acceptance of Maxima’s offer.

Catwoman turned to Harley.
“What about Joker?”
“He can go fuck himself!”
Catwoman laughed. “He probably will have to without you around, not like he’s the type sane women go for.”
“This is gonna be great, I’m a shoe-in!”
“Really? Quinny, you did hear what she said would happen if you lose?”
“I won’t lose! I’m just about the most depraved slut in the universe, Cats!”

Maxima stamped her foot, “Harley, come here now and kneel before Maxima!”
“Who do you think you are, Zod?!” Harley snarked back, before rushing to Maxima’s front and kneeling in front of her.
“Attitude…well, we’ll see how much attitude you have when you see what I have planned for you, fruit-cake.” Maxima gripped Harley’s chin, “yes, you are pretty…pretty and unconventional. I like that…but I expect high standards.”
Harley smiled up at Maxima, unsure of what she was heading into but relishing the excitement, this was certainly more fun than running errands for the Joker. Maybe, Harley thought, she would find in Maxima the idol she had thought the Joker would be.

“Good luck, Harley…you’ll need it, Maxima does not fuck around…well, she does, but you get the picture. Now, I’m off to fuck my little Canary so hard she’ll think she’s been double-teamed by Huntress and Batman…mmmm purrrrrrrr!”
Catwoman slinked off, tail between her legs, giving Harley a wink as she left.

Maxima turned and walked to the ornate doorway, “follow me, and crawl on your knees…you will start from the bottom, remember.”
Harley crawled behind Maxima, the Almerian’s proud ass swayed in front of Harley, who felt at one point as if Maxima was hypnotising her with her ass.
Harley could not resist a childish joke as she crawled, “Woof Woof!” She barked as she crawled.
“That mouth, there are better uses for it”, Maxima muttered, before turning to Harley and describing how “on my world, dogs are neutered.”
That shut Harley up.
Finally, they came to a small door, which opened as Maxima strode through the archway, followed by her “apprentice”.
There, standing in the centre of the room, was Candace, surrounded and being licked by Maxima’s maids.
Maxima and Candace exchanged sexy glances, then kissed passionately. “Are my maids pleasing you, Candace? If they are not I can have them horse-whipped.”
“Mmm…no need, they are very…pleasing.” Candace sighed as she spoke, the sound of licking along her thighs and breasts impairing her concentration.
“Hey, I recognise that bitch, it’s Candace! What the fuck is she doing here?!”
Candace became alert and glared at Harley. “That’s a bit rich coming from little miss freak! Bet you ain’t getting any, you fruitcake!”
Maxima shrugged. “Candace, I have bought you another maid to service your every whim”.
“Who’s that?” Harley asked, puzzled.
“Where is this new maid?” Candace looked around, a bit confused.
Maxima grabbed Harley and lifted her up, “Hey! What you doing, Maxi?!” Harley squealed in shock.
“Here!” Maxima declared, with a smile.
“But…but that little bitch is not on your list!?” Candace looked disappointed.
Maxima then gripped Harley’s tits, and, squeezing them, invited Candace to check out the goods. “She invited herself here, and I was going to have her thrown out, but take a look at the goods, Candace!”
Maxima spun Harley around and bent her over, inviting Candace to have a good look at Harley’s sexy little ass. “She’s going to have to earn her keep…prove herself…she’s going to be your new maid, the lowest ranked maid, use her as you see fit, consider her a gift from you to me, Candace. You, the other Harem ladies, and the maids, can use Harley as you see fit, in fact, I want you to use and abuse her…” Maxima’s eyes narrowed and she grinned, “the more the merrier.”
“Hey, I didn’t know I was gonna be some stinkin’ maid! I want out!”
Maxima laughed, “Is that so, Harley? I will ready the titanium chastity belt then, hmmm?”
“I was thinkin’ I’d get fucked, not have to “service” this snooty diva!”
“Belt?”
Harley relented, “oh…oh ok…I’ll be your friggin’ maid.” Harley was finding this not what she expected. Maxima, she realised, was not operating a charity.

Maxima gestured to the maids, “Prepare her”, she ordered.
Within seconds, Harley was being removed from her costume and put into a slutty maid’s outfit. “Hey, why do the other maids get to wear skirts that reach down to their upper thighs…everyone will be able to see my ass!” The maids gave no answer.
While Harley was being prepared for her new role, Maxima and Candace went out into the small lounge. Candace leaned against the white fur-lined wall, while Maxima approached her, placing both her hands against the wall, either side of Candace’s head.
“What’s a girl got to do to get attention?” Candace asked, sexily.
“Well…you’ve done most of those things, Candace…but I like…total commitment from my girls…” Maxima leaned forward and kissed Candace, her tongue probing the mortal woman’s mouth hungrily.
“Y-your…your good…” Candace panted.
“My fingers are even better…”
Maxima hitched up Candace’s skirt and stroked her index finger against Candace’s clit.
“Oooh myyyy!”
Maxima smiled and grinned.
Candace was not going to let this get one-sided, and struck back, pushing forward toward Maxima, kissing her back deeply, and grabbing the crotch of her costume, roughly groping her. Maxima was amazed at such feistiness; even the most masculine of Almerian men could learn a thing or two from Candace, who gave as much as she received despite being a mere mortal.
The two women kissed and sucked at each other ferociously, unpeeling each other’s clothes as Candace straddled the mighty Almerian warrior, who sucked on the mortal woman’s tits, making her groan.
Simultaneously, the two women fingered each other, making them both hump upon each other’s digits. Maxima had never imagined a mere mortal could do this to her, excite her so much.
In a matter of minutes, the two women came loudly and hard.

As Harley stood in the adjacent room, her costume now gone and her new maid’s outfit being fastened on, and tightened into place, the thong panties digging between and pronouncing her exposed butt-cheeks, she overheard the screaming and groaning emanating from Maxima and Candace. She became jealous.
“Why ain’t I been fucked? I got a nice package, got everythin’ a guy or gal could want, and I can make ‘em laugh too, not many can do that, certainly not that party pooper Batgirl, what a cowl!”
Harley grunted and pouted like a child who had just opened her Christmas presents and been disappointed. She was hoping Maxima would give her a good seeing to, seeing as it had been so long since the Joker had banged her on top of an ice cream van after making ingenious use of ice cream cones.
“You girls can do me if you like”, Harley offered, swaying her hips and sticking her tits out, which was not difficult as the top of her maid’s outfit barely held her petite yet ample jugs in place.
“Come on…it’s all up for grabs…first serve, first cum!”
One of the maids, a red-head with a curvy bust and cute buns, with anime-ish eyes, spoke, “We need Candace’s permission.”
“C’mon…you don’t have to do everything that jumped up bitch tells you, you can have me while Max and Candy are doing the bitch with two backs.”
The maids ignored Harley’s offer and continued, lacing up Harley’s corset.
“You’re missing the best ride in the theme park, girls. Fuck that’s tight!”
Then a collar was fitted around Harley’s neck, “Hey, this is kinky!”
The maids then grabbed Harley and bent her over, as one of them pulled aside her panties and slipped something inside her pussy.
“W-what’s that?!” Harley asked, confused, as she could not feel what was now inside her.
“You will find out soon enough”, the blonde maid announced.

The outfit was complete. The other girls wore similar get-up to Harley, though they wore white and black maid’s outfits, whereas Harley’s was red and black, the same colour as her costume. “Gotta keep the brand consistency”, Harley mused.
Corsets at the waist, very, very short skirts (Harley’s being the shortest), stockings going right up to the upper thighs, and a black leather collar round the neck. These maids’ outfits were originally designed to please Almerian male warriors, who were rewarded with female maids to attend to their needs and reward their greatness. Maxima found them equally as pleasing as her male counterparts and thus co-opted them for the maids she would use in her Harem.

“There, done.” The big-titted brunette maid announced, at the very moment Candace and Maxima emerged from the adjacent room. They appeared to have been discussing something, Harley heard something about a tip-off of some sort.
They kissed and then parted. Maxima was heading out to find the next target on her list, while Candace was going to settle down and have some fun with her new “thing”,

“Now…”, Candace smiled as she walked over to a device on her bedroom table. “Let’s get little Harley started, hmmm?”
“Hey, when am I going to get some action, Candy-ass?” Harley asked, pointedly.
“Right about…now!”
Candace pushed a button on the device with a malicious grin and that instant Harley felt a pulse in her pussy…vibrating, setting her clit on fire…spreading through her entire body.
“Hey, wha-oooh….wha…fuuuuuuuuuuuuck…ugnghhh!”
The arousal exploded through Harley’s body, but held her at the point of orgasm, never taking her past it. Harley squirmed, whimpered, and groaned.
“Kneel before Candace.”
“No fucking way!”
“Kneel!”
Candace sent another sexual shockwave through Harley, again denying her orgasm.
“Oh god please…unnnngh…please let me…cuuuuummmm!”
“Only if you do as told, you impudent baboon!”
Candace smiled, “How’s about an orchestra?” She pushed more buttons on her handset device, and the other maids all groaned and squirmed in unison.
As a mortal on Earth, Candace had had little power other than that given via her father, and was always overshadowed by those super-heroines and villainesses. Maxima had rewarded her for her boldness with the means to use it to express her will, as Harley Quinn was now finding out.

Before her, five pretty maids in squirmed and begged her to let them cum, as she tormented them.
“If you wish to cum, lick my boots…lick them clean…I want to see my reflection…then, maybe, I’ll let you cum.” Candace flicked her hair and sat in her luxurious chair, whilst her desperately horny servants gathered round her feet and started licking, even the impetuous Harley Quinn.

Candace felt that the night she met Maxima was the best of her life.
Harley, tortured by orgasm denial as she licked the haughty woman’s feet, was beginning to wonder if she would survive Maxima’s trial. Candace was certainly not going to give Harleen Quinzell an easy ride to Harem membership, which was just the way Maxima liked it.

Harley licked and licked for all she was worth,, then, just as it she was seemed about to be rewarded for her diligent work, Candace got up, turned round, lifted her skirt and ordered Harley to “lick my ass”, while letting the other maids cum. And cum they did, loud and hard, while Harley, her pussy dripping wet, her body aching for release, had to lick Candace’s luscious bum-cheeks. Harley was made to feel like the kid at school who has to stay behind while everyone else goes home.
It was so unfair…but Candace’s ass was fun to lick, she was indeed a “Candy-Ass”, Harley had to admit.

After the ass-licking, Harley looked up at the sleek woman who held her orgasm in her hands and pleaded, “I wanna cum…pretty please with Batgirl on top?” Candace smirked.
“Too bad…now lick my tits!”
Harley did just that, licking and sucking, servicing the woman she had always despised as a “smart-dressed bore”, all in pursuit of her now long-held ambition to have an orgasm. It was now all Harley could think of. True, she’d always been a very sexual person, often very horny and eager to fuck. The amount of times she’d allowed Batman to catch her in the hope that big old Bats would drill her like an oil well, she’d lost count of. Even so, that was all part of the psychotic kaleidoscope of her life. Craziness and crime always took equal footing with sex, but now Harley Quinn was thinking of three things; Sex…Sex…Sex.

The lust that had led her to Almerac had not led to satisfaction; instead, it had led her even deeper into lust, beyond her most depraved imaginings, and when you are talking about a girl like Harley, that’s very depraved.

Circling her tongue around Candace’s erect nipples, then sucking it deeply and slowly, the Joker’s right-hand woman demonstrated a surprising flair for the Sapphic arts.

Harley licked and sucked Candace’s tits for all she was worth, spurred on by the overwhelming need to cum. Candace seemed to approve, deciding that maybe, this Harley Quinn nutcase had some redeeming qualities, after all. She was good at the titty-sucking, Candace had to give her that, thought she was not going to give Ms Quinn her long-cherished orgasm just yet.
Candace enjoyed Harley’s tit-licking for a few more moments.
Then she decided she had had enough…of the titty-sucking. She wanted something more…intimate.
Candace hitched up her skirt and opened her thighs in front of Harley, revealing that she was wearing no panties (Maxima had taken them), and beckoning to her new apprentice maid, instructed her to “lick my pussy and make me cum, then I might just let you cum…if I am feeling generous, which I am not right now, guess you’ll have to persuade me, Quinny.”
Harley licked with all her might, swirling, dancing her tongue over Candace’s inner thighs, threading it between her pussy lips, then circling round her waiting clit, closer with each revolution of her tongue, making Candace anticipate the pleasures to come.

And come they did. Harley Quinn proved she was as devious and cunning in the art of cunnilingus as she was in the art of crime, teasing Candace’s clit with well-timed flicks and licks. Candace had to give the psychopathic fruitcake some credit, she was, to her surprise, a damn fine pussy licker.
But Candace wanted more, she wanted this little jester to work for any sexual gratification Candace might generously decide to bestow upon her. Unlike Harley, the Gotham socialite was a classy woman who expected her sex to be like her wine; of the finest vintage.
“Oooh…ummm…good work, Harley…keep it up…” Candace groaned, “”keep it up…unnnh…and I might give you the orgasm you so desperately want…mmmm…but first you…must please me…”
Harley licked and sucked, flicked and slicked, tongue on clit, swirling around, then finding the entrance, and licking inside.
“Ooooh! Mmmmm…Yes…”
“Please me…mmm…ladies first, sluts second!” Candace demanded more and more of her sex servant, who, unusually, was not making wisecracks. Mind you, it’s difficult to make smart-arse remarks when your head is buried between Candace’s delicious thighs. Many men would envy Harley, and many men would also like to be between Harley’s curvaceous yet petite thighs.
But there were no men here, just two sexy, sexual, sensual, and horny females indulging in Sapphic pleasures.
“Mmmmm…I bet Bruce Wayne would get a boner seeing this…mmmm yeah, all big and hard for me.”
Harley stopped licking for a moment. “Your taste in men is yuck! Batman is my kind of man, he’s everything that Wuce Brayne isn’t. Bats is sooo dreamy!”
Candace grabbed Harley’s head and shoved it back between her thighs, “Did I ask for your opinion, shut up and eat my pussy, bitch, or I’ll leave you in cum-limbo!” Harley quickly reverted back to servicing Candace’s wet crotch. She gave her crazy servant a little reminder of what she was working for with a brief buzz of the vibrator inside Harley’s wet soaking sex.
That made Harley even more horny, even more desperate to cum, and even more willing to service Candace’s every whim.
“Mmmm…Ooooh…that’s it…right there…oh yeah…mmmm…”
Harley licked and licked, the sound of slurping accompanying her skillful attentions.
“OOoooh! Fuck yeah! Unnngh…I’m gonna cum…ummm…lick me, you little whore!”
Candace squirmed and writhed, her body on fire with lust as the jester cum maid flourished her tongue upon her soft wet entrance.
“OOOOHHH!! Fuuuuck! Oh my god! YEEEEESSSS!”
Candace finally exploded, screaming loudly, thrusting her hips in Harley’s face, before slumping back on her chair.
Harley looked up at her, her face covered in Candace’s pussy juice, a very different kind of make-up to the kind she was used to.
“I think I’m going to get top marks”, Harley declared, smugly.

Candace quickly composed herself, patting Harley on the head. “Well, that was very good, I must admit. On Earth it would be enough, but I’ve learnt from Maxima that standards on Almerac are much higher. You did service my feet and kiss my ass, which is a good start but you are going to have to prove you can amuse and pleasure us in every way…this is just the basics!”

“What the fuck!? I was fucking amazing! Surely I’m part of the Harem now?!”

“Harley, you’ve clearly been spoiled by that psychopathic clown, you’re gonna have to do a lot more try-outs to earn your place here, and, besides, Maxima decides your fate, not me. She will be away for quite a while, and during that “while”, you will service anyone you are told to service, in every way, with all your holes.”

“Hey! What’’s a girl gotta do round here to get some respect?”

“Spread her legs and suck.” Candace’s reply was blunt and to the point. She followed it with a 2 minute buzz of the vibe inside Harley’s sopping wet pussy, at a setting which bought Quinn close to orgasm, but denied her the ultimate release.

“Fuuuck! When do I get to fucking cum?!” Harley asked, like a child enquiring about Christmas presents. “This ain’t funny, making me chase orgasms, just like Mr. J!”

Candace rolled down her skirt and put her hands on her hips, standing and looking down at Harley. “You’ll cum when you’ve earned your place, that’s when you’ll cum.”

It was then that Zatanna entered the room, dressed in her top hat and sexy costume. “Well, whaddya know”, Harley laughed, “I never thought you’d be part of this gig, Zatty…always thought of you as a Miss Prissypants.”
Zatanna smirked, “If that were the case, why would I dress like this, hmmm? I am as well-versed in the sexual realm as the magical one.” Zatanna transformed her wand into a cane and struck Harley’s left breast with it.
“OOOWWW!”
Zatanna turned to Candace, “what’s this little crazy doing here? Surprised Maxima would choose such a…woman.” The magician looked puzzled and more than a little contemptuous of Harley.
“Maxima did not choose her”, Candace replied, “she sneaked over here, through the portal…”
“Well, worms do travel through wormholes”, Zatanna rolled her eyes.
Harley stuck her juice-coated tongue out at Zatanna childishly.
“Maxima says we can all use her as we choose, she’s ours to fuck and fuck around with, gotta earn her place.” Candace laid down the facts of Harley’s situation.
“Well…” Zatanna mused, holding her wand under Harley’s chin, “you, Harleen Quinzell, will have to go a long way to earn my respect. I will try out some new spells on you, of a very sexual variety, and then maybe, if you please me, I’ll vote in your favour. Displease me, and I’ll tell Maxima.”
Candace smiled, “I’ll leave you with our new resident…Hmm…I have always wanted to see if it’s true Supergirl’s pussy is made of steel.” Candace’s expression took on a devilish tone.
Zatanna laughed, “It must be to withstand the things I’ve shoved into it!” Candace’s eyes widened, and, ever the socialite, she wanted to prove herself the best. She saw her lack of super-powers as a small hurdle rather than an obstacle.
Zatanna waved her wand and cast a spell, “Sunuinac Suivaheb!”, and in an instant Harley was on her hands and knees like a dog. Quinn tried to speak, but all she could do was bark.
“Seiklaw!” Zatanna ordered, and Harley grudgingly obeyed. She should have known Zatanna was a kinky bitch, all that prissy do-gooding was a cover for her true nature. It made Harley think of that other do-gooding Miss Prissypants, Batgirl. Bet she’s hankerin’ after a spankerin’…she’s just a freak…like me!
Being in thrall to Zatanna, a situation which would normally result in Harley being frog-marched to the nearest police station, now took on a whole different tone. It was making Harley even more excited than she already was. Walking behind Zatanna gave her a great view of that ass, tightly encased in the black leotard, surrounded by fishnet stockings. Harley could look at that all day. Maybe she’d get to turn the tables and make Zatanna her bitch. The thought did occur to her that delivering all these babes to Mr. J would make him eternally grateful to her, and that in turn would reap rewards…maybe he’d give her Batman and his Bat-cock to play with.

Candace entered Supergirl’s chamber, and was shocked and aroused by what she saw. The beautiful super-heroine was trussed up in a humiliating fashion, legs spread wide and arms above her head, weakly struggling against the Kryptonite chains which held her in place. She sighed and groaned as one of Maxima’s toys, an enormous Almerian dildo, rotated inside her tight soaking pussy. Nipple clamps teased her nipples with subtle electrical currents, adding to the pressure on her body.
Supergirl whimpered and groaned, squirming and writhing on the large bed, her mind consumed by the intense pleasure. Candace wondered if the right thing to do was to free Supergirl, but she doubted the stuck-up do-gooder would be grateful for such aid. No, Candace was going to do right by herself, and change the pecking order.
Supergirl looked up at Candace, “who…who…” she trilled in between loud groans. “Name’s Candace, Super-bitch, and don’t you forget it!”
Supergirl frowned briefly before another turn of the dildo decimated her will again.
“Now…who has the power? Who’s on top, eh?” Candace reveled in the fact that she, a mere “mortal”, someone who the likes of Supergirl and Superman looked down on, was now in a position of power while Supergirl was utterly helpless.
Candace climbed on the bed and straddled the super-heroine, grinning. “Now we’re going to play a game I call “101 Uses for Supergirl!”
Candace took both of Supergirl’s tits in her hands and squeezed them. “Mmmm…this…” she whispered as she trailed her fingers along Supergirl’s curvaceous figure, “toy…is going to be such fun to play with. Think a mere mortal can’t make you cum, Supergirl? Let me demonstrate to you what Candace can do…hehee!” The woman giggled as she leered at and caressed the helpless super-heroine

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