Crime and Punishment | By : palms Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 7324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Crime and Punishment
"Run! Run! Run! As fast as you can, you won't catch me I'm the crazy woman!" Harley Quinn sang as she dashed away. Batgirl rushed after her down the darkened hallway; this is definitely not how she wanted to spend her Friday night, chasing a psychopath through an abandoned house was not her idea of fun. But she knew that being a super heroine was not about having fun, it was about doing what is right. And right now she had to catch Ms. Quinn.
Batgirl attached a cord to her batarang and threw it at Harley Quinn, her aim was perfect. The batarang wrapped around the villainess’ ankle, and one sharp tug of the cord caused her to hit the ground face first. All Harley had time to do was turn on her back before Batgirl landed on her stomach, pinning her down. She grabbed her wrists and placed the batcuffs on her. Batgirl smiled at how everything turned out, Batman could not have done it better himself, she thought.
She picked the clown girl up and led her out of the building. Outside there was a lone police car waiting, the officer was sat nonchalantly on the hood of it. "Here you are Officer...G...Gwyn...Gwynp," she stuttered trying to pronounce his name.
"Gwynplaine," he stated flatly.
"Right, Gwynplaine. One more loony for the loony bin." She said handing over Harley to him.
He let out grunt, and put handcuffed girl into the backseat of his patrol car. Batgirl turned to leave when she heard a click that made her stop dead in her tracks. "Not so fast, Batgirl. There's one more masked crook I'm taking in tonight." She turned to see that the cop had drawn his pistol and was now pointing it at her. "Get in the vehicle."
"This must be some kind of mistake," she said, "I haven't committed any crimes."
"Vigilantism is a crime miss, now I suggest you get in the vehicle."
"Are you new to this city or something? There are vigilantes all over the place."
"And I plan to arrest every single one, starting with you."
"But I didn't hurt anybody," she implored.
"It's still a crime. Besides you masked freaks are hurting people, us regular cops. More and more of us are getting canned because people like you are running around locking up all the criminals. We're no longer seen as necessary. How can we compete with batarang, batcuffs, batmobiles, and any other assortment of bat things."
"Please," she pleaded, "let me go and I'll never do it again." It was a lie; she knew that the very next night she would be out doing the same thing. She would just make sure to avoid this particular officer.
Officer Gwynplaine mulled over this idea, finally he put his gun back into its holster. "I can't just let you," he said, "Otherwise you wouldn't have learned anything from our little encounter. You'll have to be punished first."
Batgirl gulped, but as long as she didn't have to go to jail she was willing to play along. "Put your hands on the vehicle," he ordered, and she did. The officer reached his hand under her and removed her utility belt, and tossed it into the black and white. He flung her cape over one of her shoulders, pulled her skin tight black pants and white cotton panties down to her feet revealing her smooth bare white ass. "Brace yourself," he warned drawing his night stick. She bit down on her lip expecting the worse.
THWACK! The first smack landed right across her bum, her breasts bounced from the impact. The night stick was cold and left a red mark along her buttocks; she gritted her teeth and prepared for another.
THWACK! The second was more forceful, her eyes became watery and her arms wobbled. She let out an uneasy breath.
THWACK! The third caused her arms to give out from under her; she hit the hood of the car. Her breasts were pressed against the cold metal, her head lying on the side could see into the car, and in the back seat she saw Harley Quinn trying to stifle a giggle.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Three in quick succession, her rear was now a bright red and very sore. She was breathing sporadically and her legs violently shook. Her once watery eyes became a torrent of emotion as she cried from the stinging of her butt.
"Well, I do believe you've learned your lesson." Officer Gwynplaine said as if nothing had occurred between the two. "Now run on home and forget about this superhero business." He put his night stick away and got in the patrol car.
Batgirl pulled up her pants keeping her head down in shame, not wanting to make eye contact with the man who had just humiliated her. She staggered down the streets like a drunk, barely able to stand erect. He watched he go in his rearview mirror, chuckling to himself until he saw the reflection of the villainess pouting in the back seat. "What's wrong with you?"
"Why'd ya do that?" she asked angrily.
He sighed, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket he began to wipe his face. "Just having a little fun with girl. In a world filled with such carnage and mayhem we mustn't forget the need to have fun every once in a while." She continued to pout like a little brat. He discarded the handkerchief, now sullied with flesh colored make-up, out the window. "Besides," he turned around so she could watch as his lips curl into a ravenous grin and a glint of insanity flash in his blood red eyes, "I've saved the best stuff for you." Harley Quinn squealed with joy and bounced up and down on her tush. "Just wait till I get you home," he hissed starting the car.
As it sped away the laughter of two mad clowns in love rang throughout Gotham City. For its citizens, there was no sound more frightening, for them it was but sweet music to their ears.
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