Wonder Woman vs the Joker Part 4- Harley

By Violator

Author's Note:  this story follows directly on the events of Part 3, so I advise reading that one before this one.  Send and comments or feedback to violatoremail@protonmail.com. 

Our Story Thus Far:  Wonder Woman has been lured into the Joker’s lair by a series of taunting images he has released showing him standing in sexual triumph over her fellow heroines, which she believes to be fake.  During her flight in on her invisible jet, she received a call from both the Joker and his wicked girlfriend Harley Quinn, in which she assured them both that she would soon be bringing them into justice.  Once inside the Joker’s lair, Wonder Woman was tricked, ambushed, gassed, and then after waking up in his playroom, got fucked into submission by what she has discovered is a very well-hung villain.  Now, as she lies sprawled and fucked out at the Joker’s feet, a door has opened… and Harley Quinn has joined the party.

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A huge grin on her lips, Harley Quinn pushed her way through the door and into the room.  She let the door close behind her ass, which was squeezed into her infamous skin-tight jester’s costume.  The door sealed tight, and in a moment not even a seam could be seen upon the colorful wall, which overlooked the giant alphabet blocks and other oversized toys that lay scattered around the playroom.

Coming to stand by her boyfriend’s side, she joined him in gazing down at their newest, favorite toy.  Wonder Woman lay sprawled on her back at their feet, a river of cum leaking out of her gaping pussy.

“You have fun with the Wonder Slut, baby?” Harley Quinn asked.

“Yeah,” Joker sneered.  He admired the way his cum was steadily spreading out, between Wonder Woman's wide-spread, twitching boots.  A few veins of pink among the pearly tide announced that he had not just claimed the Amazon’s virtue, but her royal maidenhead as well.  “I think she maybe learned her lesson,” he said.  His grin broadened.  “Or at least the start of it,” he said.

Smiling happily Harley stepped closer and stuck her arm around her beau’s waist.  Curvy body pressed to his, she admired his handiwork.   “I’m such a lucky girl,” she said.  “They have to come crawling and pretend to ‘resist’ just to get what you give me for free every night.”  Going up on tiptoe, Harley pressed a kiss to her lover’s cheek.  As her lips parted, the lip-print she left behind was discernible from the many, many others the Amazon Princess had already given him only by her slightly brighter and more purplish shade.  Then she sank back down, bounced on her heels and turned.

“So,” she asked, brightly, “Has little Miss Wonder Slut expressed her gratitude?”

Joker shook his head.  “No,” he said.  “She’s just lying there,” he said.

Harley’s face twisted into a scowl.  “Well then she hasn’t learned a thing, the lazy tramp!” she snapped.

Walking over, Harley stood over the naked Amazon.  Glaring in petulant fury, she put both hands on her own curvy hips.  “Hey!” she said.  Stretching out a foot, she jabbed the toe of her boot into Wonder Woman’s lusciously rounded hip.  “Get that huge ass up, you harlot!” she said.  She gave her another jab.

Wonder Woman moaned, and then stirred, her large breasts jiggling as she did so.  After another couple sharp nudges in her curvy flank, she groaned and then slowly, obediently, rose up from the floor.  Then she sank back down onto her knees, her naked ass coming to rest on the heels of her boots, her arms still bound behind her with her own lasso. 

From the floor at their feet, the Amazon gaped up in horror at who she saw before her.  From where she knelt, almost completely naked save for her tiara and her boots, the two villains towered over her like evil skyscrapers; Joker on her right and Harley on her left.  Side by side, their twisted faces leered down at her from so far above her, they seemed to loom in the sky like zeppelins standing ready to rain bombs down into a helpless city.  

Halfway between their faces and the floor, Joker’s enormous penis hung down from the open fly of his zoot suit.  The Amazon could not help herself.  Despite the fact she could still feel the devastating ache his tremendous weapon had left inside her pussy from her demolished vaginal lips all the way up to her womb, the sight of it dangling directly in front of her face still stunned her.  It was, after all, the first time she had gotten a good look at it, since the brief glimpse between her thighs.  Lips hanging open, the mighty heroine gaped in horror at the realization that, even limp, he still looked almost as thick as a firehose… and that his gargantuan cock-head was swaying about terrifyingly close to his knees. 

But then, tearing her eyes off the Joker’s penis, Wonder Woman once more lifted them up to the villains' faces.  They were still leering down at her.  The only change was that their insane grins had grown slightly wider.  Wonder Woman gasped, and a slight blush spread across her cheeks, as she realized they had been watching her the entire time her noble tiara-crowned face had been gaping in disbelief at his penis.

"Who was it that said that was a myth, again?" Harley cooed - pointing at her boyfriend’s huge penis. 

Wonder Woman took a deep breath and then shook her head.  "I did," she said.  She glanced back, licked her lips, and squirmed.  "I… I’m sorry," she said, still not quite believing the sound in her own ears as she said it.

"That’s quite alright,” Harley cooed.   She coiled her arm tighter around her lover's waist and laid a hand on his chest, cuddling herself up closer against him.  "So, Wonder Jugs," she asked, in a deceptively soft tone, but her eyes glittering down darkly.  “You enjoy your time fucking my boyfriend?”

Shivering at their feet, Wonder Woman breathed deep as she tried to figure out which of two possible answers the notoriously unstable villainess wanted.  The wrong one would almost certainly lead to her being attacked, or worse...  But, with her golden lasso wrapped around her arms she ultimately had no option, and even as a dollop of Joker’s cum flowed out of her ravaged pussy and dribbled down in between her kneeling thighs, she had no choice but to tell the truth.

“Yes…” the mighty Amazon admitted softly.  She looked down at the Joker’s big penis and bit her lip, then opened them with a gasp.  “He… he made me climax, repeatedly,” she admitted, factually.

It was the right answer.  Harley’s already unnaturally huge grin impossibly grew bigger.  While she continued using one hand to cling to her well-hung boyfriend Harley reached out with the other and ran it lightly through Diana’s lustrous black hair, smiling down at her as she might have upon a favored pet.

“That’s good,” Harley said.  “You uptight bitches are always so reluctant to admit you just want a good fuck, even when those caped chumps aren't watching.”  She shook her head, the horns of her jester’s crown bobbling about as she did so.  “Why, I will never understand.”  

Rolling her curvy hips, she bumped them playfully up against her boyfriend, and his big grin broadened.  

“But if that’s true,” she continued, her eyes suddenly turning to look up at the ceiling and her lips frowning in an exaggerated, and obviously affected, expression of clueless bewilderment.  “Then that means you really owe him a nice big ‘thank you’ - don’t you?  I mean if you let him fuck you, and don’t even thank him for raping that high-and-mighty haughtiness right out of you - well then, you’re just being an ungrateful bitch, right?”

Wonder Woman panted in shock.  Even if she had been left squealing in ecstasy at the end, as she felt the deep ache the Joker’s brutal pleasures had left inside her and his semen dripping out of her the thought of accepting how Harley was framing events made her stomach churn.  But a glance up at her face convinced the Amazon that to argue in any way, given her current bound and naked state, would not go well for her.

“Yes…” she whispered at last.  Her throat felt parched, but she slowly nodded.  “I… I should be grateful… to… to him… for putting his evil seed inside me,” the mighty Amazon whispered.

A large pleased smile spread across Harley’s lips, to here this.  “Well, then,” she cooed.  “Why don’t you go ahead and thank him now?  If you do an extra-special good job, he might even forget how long it took your ungrateful ass to get around to it!”

“Oh…” Wonder Woman said.  She nodded.  Horror churned through her, but she could not resist.  Turning her head, she looked up at Joker - and taking a deep breath, steeling herself, prepared to speak.  

“Thank y-” she started to say.

But she didn’t get any further than that.  Suddenly, a finger appeared at her lips and pressed into them.  Silenced, Wonder Woman’s blue eyes spread wide in shock, and her lips trembled against the interfering digit, and let out a soft bleat - but other than that, couldn’t get out a word.

“No!  NO!  Bad heroine!”  Harley snapped, down into her face.  

Moving with lightning speed - so fast that her own quite impressive rack, sealed inside her skintight suit, was still in the process of swaying and bouncing ponderously and repeatedly up against her boyfriend’s appreciative body - Harley had kept one hand on her beau’s hips while swinging way out with the other one to squish her finger decisively into the Amazon’s lips.

“Are you kidding me?!” she asked, glaring down into Diana’s wide-eyed, finger-silenced face.  “My boyfriend did you a huge favor - no pun intended - and you’re going to return it with more super-heroine prattle?  Do you really think any man has ever wanted to hear you use that mouth to talk, you stuck up bitch?”  She withdrew her finger but kept it close, looking down at her expectantly, like a teacher waiting on a slow student.

Wonder Woman gaped up at her from her knees, trembling in shock.  Then, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks, she bowed her head.  “No..” she said, softly.  She thought back to all the many times she had opened her lips to give her team-mates one of her trademark feminist lectures - and at the expressions that had appeared upon their faces, especially when they thought she couldn’t see them.  “No, I… I don’t think the sight of my mouth open, has ever made a man happy,” she admitted.  Of course, until now, she would have counted that a point of pride rather than of shame.  But, her priorities had recently been deeply and forcefully altered.  Lifting her head, her gaze crossing back up across the long veiny instrument that had done the altering, she looked into Harley’s face.  “I’m… I’m sorry,” she said.

Harley smiled, pleased with the super-heroine’s response.  “It’s okay,” she cooed.  “I know you super-bitches are all really dumb.  If you weren’t you would have already wised up, and knelt at a proper villains’ feet, rather than wasting your time with a bunch of out-matched losers just because they’re ‘good’ guys.”  Grinning, Harley leaned down, and tapped a finger to the astonished, gaping heroine’s nose.  “But, now that you’ve been told better,” she continued, “hurry up and, for the first time, show us you know how to use those lips to tell a man ‘thank-you’... in a way he’ll actually like!”

And by way of hint, her hand keeping Joker held close coiled just a little tighter around his waist - and then, extending a single finger out to help direct her gaze, stroked slowly up and down his thigh.

Wonder Woman gasped.  She didn’t need help for her gaze to end up in the correct place.  In fact, it was rather difficult for her to look anywhere else.  Staring at it helplessly, she extended out her tongue and briefly licked her lips, nervously.  Then, opening her opulent mouth once more, this time rather than speaking the Amazon obediently spread them wide and began craning her head forward, to begin expressing her gratitude the way a proper super-heroine should.

But then, suddenly, Harley’s fingers appeared upon her again - this time all five, pressing up against her tiara-crowned forehead.  WIth a huge smirk, the villainess silently shoved the stunned and gaping super-heroine back to her original position.

"Sorry," she cooed down to the captured super-heroine who knelt, stunned, at her feet.  "But, well… this one is particularly sweet," the villainess confessed.  "I simply have to make sure everything is perfect.  So you, don't move a muscle."

Then she turned to her boyfriend.  Gazing at him, Harley went up on tiptoe and gave him an apologetic kiss upon his bony cheek.  "Sorry, Sugar," she purred.  “I hope you don’t mind if I delay you getting your just reward just a little bit longer.”  To compensate him she reached down and stroked her hand up and down his long limp penis a few times.

Joker smiled.  “No problem at all, babe,” he said, his dick twitching with pleasure beneath her stroking fingers.

Smirking, Harley gave her beau one last invigorating squeeze.  Then, detaching from him, she walked eagerly over and seized one of the cameras.  Moving it over on its tripod, she trained it in so that it perfectly framed the space between the kneeling heroine and her boyfriend.  Wonder Woman squirmed in trepidation as she saw the camera getting focused in on her, but bound and helpless she could not resist.  Then, coming around, Harley stood over her and smirked.

“Okay,” she cooed down at her.  “So just to be clear… your aware that at any time Batman, Superman, or the entire fucking world could end up seeing this video, if we so choose.  You understand?”

Wonder Woman’s jaw dropped, and she shivered in horror.  She had known on some level, but it had not sunk in until Harley said it.  But then she slowly nodded.

“Alright then, Wonder Babe,” Harley purred.  “Now we’ve got everything you’ve done since settin’ foot in this place all in glorious high definition, just in case.  But for the viewers at home, in your own words…”  She reached out and tapped the side of the camera that was currently trained in on Wonder Woman.  “Why don’t you tell everyone what my boyfriend just did to you?”

Wonder Woman took a deep breath and her naked body shivered.  But her lasso would not permit her to lie.

"He… he took my virginity," she said.  Her buxom, leaking hips squirmed.  "He violated me with his fingers, with spankings, and a dildo.  He... he penetrated me until I was brought to orgasm, and then left his semen deep inside me… when I was both unprotected and fertile."

Harley smirked.  "That's nice and specific, Wonder Broad," she cooed.  "But we really only need one word.  So stop beating around your bush, and spell it out!"

Wonder Woman took a deep breath.

"He raped me," she finally said.  Kneeling naked beside the enormous penis that had done the deed she turned her head up, and looked into the villain's wicked leering gaze.  "I… I was just raped by the Joker," Wonder Woman admitted, gazing up into his twisted smile. 

Harley grinned.  "Very good," she said.  "Now why don't you show Superman, the Earth, and all the rest how an Amazon repays a man that does that to her."

Wonder Woman moaned softly, her full lips trembling.  But she did not have to ask what she meant.  Eyes never leaving the villain's wicked grin, she slowly spread her mouth wide open.  Bowing her head down, she slipped it around his tip.  Head moving upwards, she slid her lips up until they were wrapped tight just below the crest of his massive cock-head.  Then, blue eyes still never leaving his, her lips quivering and slurping noisily, Wonder Woman began to slurp lovingly upon him.

At the sight of the Amazon sucking the Joker’s penis, both Harley and her boyfriend reacted the same way.  Throwing their heads back, they howled with laughter.  Wonder Woman whimpered deeply, and a deep blush spread across her cheeks.  But having started, she could not stop.  Even as their cackles whipped and lashed around her buxom kneeling form, the mighty Amazon, her moist eyes turned upwards, continued to suckle obsequiously at the tip of Joker’s penis.  Then the mighty Amazon tried to lift her head and take him deeper inside her.  But her luscious lips barely even reached the crest of his cock-head before, spreading so wide they nearly vanished around him, they suddenly began to tremble.  With a whimper, the Amazon rapidly retreated, and returned to suckling at his tip - slipping her tongue out to stroke in swirling reverent laps around his glans, as if in apology for not taking him deeper.

Looking on, her initial wild cackles fading, Harley’s twisted grin broadened with relish at this sight.  Bending over, she took one last look through the viewfinder of the large camera, making sure it was getting everything she wanted - and then strutted away, leaving it on its tripod.  Picking up another smaller camera, she sauntered up to once more stand by her boyfriend’s side.  Laying the camera against his chest, she looked down through the viewfinder, a huge grin on her lips - as she captured the Amazon’s slurping struggles from a villain's-eye view.

“Come on,” she cooed down, looking through the eyepiece to where the Amazon was still timidly, if reverently, using her lips and tongue only on the very tip of her boyfriend's giant penis.  “You’re a mighty heroine, right?  Surely you can do better than that…”

Wonder Woman whimpered.  But the stinging comment made her bubble-shaped buns wiggle as if struck - also captured perfectly, in Harley’s downward-facing lens.  Then, opening up her eyes, she looked right up into all three of the evil eyes hovering above her - the Joker’s, Harley’s, and their merciless filming camera's.  And, staring upwards, her face captured perfectly, she nevertheless rose to the challenge - or tried to - her gorgeous tiara-crowned head lifting upwards as she tried to slurp her full red lips all the way up the Joker’s penis.

She got further this time - but only slightly.  Her taut-spread lips had just barely slid past the crest of Joker’s glans when a sudden look of pure, unadulterated panic spread across Wonder Woman’s features.  Her blue eyes blinked wide, in stunned disbelief, right up into the camera - while her lips, spread so wide they could barely move, nevertheless trembled in sudden distress around him.  From the bewildered look of stunned fear that suddenly appeared inside her eyes, it was clear that in trying to take more than a few inches of Joker’s gigantic penis inside her mouth the mighty once-virginal Amazon had just discovered an opponent that, psychologically at least, far exceeded any other she had ever faced in her life.

She kept trying anyways - for a few seconds at least.  Her lips pulsed up and down him, as she repeatedly tried to take him deeper.  But every time, her eyes spread even wider and, her mouth shivering in shock, she retreated.  At last, she could even attempt it no more.  With a deep stunned moan, the Amazon retreated rapidly back down him.  Lips popping free of his tip, she sank back onto her haunches.  Then, her face still hovering near him, she panted for breath - while staring in disbelief at his enormous cock.  It swayed back and forth before her, only the first fifth or so at best shining with her spittle.  

As she panted, an even deeper blush than she had worn before spread across her classically-sculpted cheeks.  The mighty Amazon had just discovered that the only thing more humiliating than sucking the Joker’s penis was trying to, only to find that he was too much of a man for her to handle.

“That’s okay, Wonder Buns,” Harley cooed down at her, past the camera.  “He’s a bit much for any super-heroine.  Why don’t you spend some time on the outside, getting it nice and wet, before you try again?”

Panting for breath, Wonder Woman blushed - and then slowly nodded.  Leaning in, extending her tongue, she began to lap it up and down the Joker’s long shaft.  Between licks, she drew it back into her mouth, took a deep breath, and then leaned in to lick again.

“I’m… I’m sorry…” she whispered softly, apologizing for her earlier failure, in between one such pair of laps.

Harley smirked.  “Don’t be,” she cooed.  Pulling up the camera - having got as much POV-work as she wanted - she strutted over to one side, and attached it to another tripod, to ensure the Amazon would be captured in stereo.  Then, she sauntered back over her and stood beside her, as she continued to lap and lick at her boyfriend’s penis.  Reaching down, she stroked the back of Diana’s bobbing, slurping head.  “This will give you more of a chance to explain yourself to us,” she cooed.  She grinned - as beneath her hand, Diana’s tiara-crowned head continued to bob up and down, as she continued to ply her tongue up and down the Joker’s penis.  “So, why don’t you tell us… what are you thanking him for?” she asked.

Wonder Woman gasped softly, and sat back upon her haunches.  The licks and swirling strokes of her tongue had already made Joker half-hard.  His giant penis arched out from his crotch, pointing almost directly at her breasts.  Wonder Woman stared at it, and gasped in awe - as she struggled to come up with an answer.

But Harley’s patience with cock-stunned super-heroines monopolising her boyfriend’s penis was starting to run out.  A look of irritation appearing on her face, her curvy hips suddenly whipped back and forth like an agitated viper.  

“Speak, you stupid slut!” she snapped.  

Leaning down, she gave the Amazon a sharp swat upon her rotund bare bottom.  Diana gasped softly, her body shivering as she was spanked.  

“Tell him why you’re thankful,” Harley said. Standing back up, she put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot, looking like a teacher trying to force an answer out of the tongue-tied student who is holding up her class.  "And don't just say the sex, we know you loved that.  You gotta take us deeper into that empty head of yours than that!"

Lips close enough to nuzzle his penis, Wonder Woman tilted her gorgeous head back, and looked up into Joker’s eyes.

“I am grateful,” she admitted, softly.  “That… that you finally showed me what it really means to be a woman… the way only a real man can," she whispered.

Leaning forward, she wrapped her lips around the side of his cock-head, and gave it a slurping, lingering kiss.  Pulling her lips back, she gasped softly.  Then she leaned in and gave her enemy's huge penis another kiss, and then another, and another.  Her luscious lips trembled in horror each time they pressed another smooch to Joker's giant twisted meat - yet could not bring themselves to stop.

Looking down upon the illustrious super-heroine, as her golden tiara bobbed and bobbed and bobbed before them, both Joker and Harley grinned.

“Okay, that’s enough of that,” Harley cooed.  “Why don’t you make another attempt to show us what super-heroines like you were put on this Earth to do?”  When Wonder Woman withdrew her lips and gasped, Harley pre-empted her by waving a corrective finger in her lovely face.  “Don’t wimp out again, this time,” she cooed.  “Prove to us that the Amazons can actually take a foe worthy of them!”

Wonder Woman gasped softly.  Her eyes flicked up and down Joker’s giant cock, in shock.

“Oh… oh Goddess…” she whispered.  “Forgive me...”

Then, with a deep blush, the Amazon Princess did as she was told.  Kneeling naked at his feet, she wrapped her lips around the evil villain’s penis and began, a second time, to attempt to suck him down her throat.

Her lips spread down him until they reached the same point she had failed at before - with about four inches of Joker’s massive beast inside her mouth.  This time, however, after her many licks and kisses, he was hard.  She moaned… and then, despite the enormous psychological effort required, she slowly pushed her gorgeous head just a little further down his giant flesh-spike than before.  Her full lips, quivering around him, got only a half an inch further down his shaft, before she retreated.  But she did not back off, and with a whimper, pushed her gorgeous head down him again… and again… and again.

As she sucked, Harley stood beside the Amazon like a boss watching a particularly incompetent new hire closely to make sure she did a good job.  Harley nodded in satisfaction - pleased to see Diana was doing her best.  Her best wasn’t very good, but that just opened up more opportunities.  Then, she glanced down.  Immediately her jaw dropped open, and she let out a giggle of delight.

“What have we here?” she cooed.

As she squirmed about naked upon her knees, Wonder Woman’s world-famous little panties had slid back down her mighty thigh, and were currently wrapped around her calf just above the cuff of her boot – the skimpy star-spangled silks fluttering upon the floor beside her as she sucked villain dick.  Reaching down, Harley seized them greedily, and began to tug and jerk them down Wonder Woman’s calf.  Busy noisily sucking her enemy’s penis, the buxom Amazon wiggled and squirmed – but could ultimately do nothing to resist as her panties were yanked down off her ankle, and snapped away around the toe of her boot.

Grinning evilly, Harley stood back up and let the captured panties dangle, from a single outstretched finger, just beside the Amazon’s slurping face.  “Look what I got, Wonder Slut” she cooed, her other hand on her hip.

Her lips slurping up and down the first several inches of Joker’s massive cock, Wonder Woman’s eyes tilted over, and she saw her famous panties dangling delicately from the villainess’s fingertips.  Her blush deepened, and a few tears of shame leaked out of the sides of her beautiful eyes.  Then, her pretty eyes fluttering closed, she bowed her head further, and sought refuge from her own defeat the only place she now could:  in the worship of her enemy’s cock.  Her tiara-crowned head tilting first this way and that, she sought some angle at which she would be shielded from the devastating effects of Joker’s penis every time it slid deep inside her – and moaned softly, her lips quivering around him,, as she completely failed to find one.

Harley smirked.  Then, seized by a sudden impulse, she took hold of the panties by both hands and lowered them down near the ground.  Lifting first one foot and then the other, she gingerly slipped her boots through them.  Then she tugged them up, over her skintight costume, until the skimpy star-spangled garment was stretched out about her own curvy loins.

“Check me out, Mr. J!” Harley said.  “I’m a superheroine now!”  Twisting about first one way then the other, she studied how her body moved in the famous panties.  Then, she peeked back over her shoulder.  “God damn,” she said, staring at her backside in shock, and observing how loosely the star-spangled seat rode upon her own butt.  “This super-slut really does have a gigantic ass!” she said.  Turning around, Harley bent over and intently studied the Amazon’s enormous, jutting rounded ass - which wiggled back and forth before her as she sucked.  Her face looking sharply, Harley did her best to find the slightest blemish or imperfection upon either of the Amazon’s gigantic globes - and shook her head in frustration when she could not.  

“I’m so jealous…” she hissed, standing up glaring down at the slurping Amazon’s ass.

Joker grinned.  “That’s okay, baby,” he said.  “She’s just a fat ugly whore compared to an evil thing like you.”

At his feet Wonder Woman whimpered in shock, her blue eyes blinking wide, to hear herself be described as such.  But she could not help herself.  Naked at his feet, she rewarded the villain for his cruel words by swirling her tongue around the crest of his cock-head and then opening as wide as possible and taking his big penis deep down her pleasurably-convulsing mouth.  His enormous cock-head nuzzled at the back of her throat, making her gag - but she still couldn’t take him through there, despite the fact this left nearly a foot of his immense penis un-sucked.  

“Awww…” Harley said.  Putting a finger to her lips she batted her lashes bashfully at him.  “You mean it Mister Jay?” she asked.

“Sure,” he said.  He licked his lips suggestively, then grinned.  “Now c’mere… and I’ll prove it!”

Cooing with delight, Harley obediently approached.  Standing behind Wonder Woman, she wrapped her hands around either side of the Amazon’s head.  Pressing her hips forward, she laid the front of her pelvis - still covered in the famous star-spangled panties - right up against the back of their rightful owner’s shivering slurping head.

Then, before kissing her boyfriend’s waiting evil lips, Harley turned her gaze down and sneered.

“Okay,” she cooed.  “Enough pussy-footing around.  It’s high time you took the whole thing, bitch - whether you think you’re ready or not!”

The back of her head resting against Harley’s flat and newly star-spangled pelvis, Wonder Woman’s eyes went wide as she suddenly realized what the evil villainess intended.  Her lips, wrapped a third of the way down the Joker’s twisted and tremendously thick cock, shivered in shock - and she let out a bleat of stunned incoherent protest.  But, her mind already largely filled up with Joker’s penis, by the time her foes’ intent filtered through to what was left of her brain, it was too late for her to stop it.

“HAHAHA!” Harley cackled as, tightening her grip to either side of Diana’s trapped head, she brutally thrust her hips forward.

“GLRRGGH!” Wonder Woman moaned - her eyes bursting almost as wide as her lips, as she was suddenly driven forward onto the Joker’s dick.  Her head rocketed forward like that of a crash-test dummy at the moment of impact.  Her mouth slid forward another few inches - and then came to a stop once more, her slobber-coated lips going wild around the Joker’s penis as his giant cock-head became lodged firmly in her tight and unprepared throat.  The Amazon gagged loudly, and let out a series of choked gurgles - while her blue eyes blinked down, wide and wet and dazed, at the gargantuan veiny meat that seemed on the verge of breaking her jaw.

But, though she felt the sweet trembling of the Amazon’s head up against her pelvis, Harley was not about to relent.  Pulling her hips back ever so slightly, she tightened her grip upon the Amazon’s Princess’s shivering tiara-crowned noggin.  Then looking down, she grinned.

"Don’t get all scared now, bitch,” she purred down, to where Wonder Woman’s shivering head lay impaled upon her boyfriend’s penis.  “Just remember,” she cooed, as she tightened her grip, “his pleasure is worth more than your life!”

Then, with a wicked cackle she slammed her hips in once again - hard.

The choked gurgles rising from Wonder Woman’s plugged throat promptly rose into a warbling squeal.  Feeling the resistance of the Amazon’s throat vicariously pushing back against her, Harley licked her lips, cooed, and shoved harder.  Wonder Woman’s throat held out - for a few seconds.  But, deprived of her powers, in the end her sacred pharynx was no match for the sleek muscles of Harley’s evil thighs.  WIth one last cackling thrust, Harley punched through and, with a howl of pleasure, sent her boyfriend’s penis surging through and deep down into the Amazon’s neck.

“Oh… yeah!” the Joker gasped in pleasure - as all of a sudden, for the first time since he had pulled out of her pussy, the entirety of his penis was swaddled from stem to stern in hot, tight, and wildly-convulsing Amazonian flesh.  Wonder Woman’s tongue batted and wiggled valiantly yet uselessly against the base of his giant cock.  Her throat squeezed tight around the veiny midpoint of his shaft, while her windpipe massaged up and down his enormous cock-head even as it convulsed helplessly upon it.  “Ahhhh…” he sighed.

“Enjoying the super-heroine’s throat, Mister Jay?” Harley cooed - even as, thrusting her curvy hips again and again, she made sure Wonder Woman’s stunned head continued sliding helplessly up and down her boyfriend’s impaling penis.  The once-mighty Amazon, meanwhile, seemed so utterly overwhelmed by what was being done to her, nothing even resembling intelligence or thought remained within her.  Her eyes blinked wide and leaked stunned tears, and her absurdly over-stretched lips quivered delicately around him - and other than that she did absolutely nothing as the bottom third of the Joker’s long shaft slid repeatedly in and out of her.  But his tip never left her neck - and indeed the cameras caught a perfect view of an enormous bulge sliding luridly up and down within Wonder Woman’s slender and elegant neck, as the source of all the haughty words and challenges she had once spat at him had been turned into nothing but a receptacle for her vile enemy’s enormous penis.

“Oh, yeah!  Oh, yeah, this is sweet!” the Joker said, enthused; enjoying immensely the feeling of Wonder Woman’s throat clamping wildly along the head of his cock, as he fucked her with it.  Then, recovering a bit from the initial rush of pleasure, he tilted his head down and leered.  “Now come here and give your daddy some sugar, puddin’” he sneered.

Harley leered right back, a huge grin on her lips.  “Don’t mind if I do…” she purred.  Taking her hands off the Amazon’s head, she transferred them up and took hold of her boyfriend’s arm and head.  Pulling him close, she tilted her own head to on side and, evil grins on both of their lips, they brought them together.

As she kissed the Joker, Harley kept pumping away.  Her strokes became longer and more virtuosic, both from the enthusiasm that filled her as she coiled her tongue around her boyfriend’s, and in the hope that the impetuous ferocity of her thrusts, combined with the enormous rock-hard rail she was driving her up and down, would more than make up for the lack of her hands on the Amazon’s head.

It worked.  Though the longer strokes gave the Amazon a slight bit of literal breathing space, each time his tip rose back up out of her throat, she could not escape.  Whimpering, gurgling, lips trembling in taut-spread dismay, she could but take it as the brutal strokes of Joker’s giant penis - delivered courtesy of his girlfriend - continued to slam unopposed deep down inside her gullet.  Meanwhile, the very little bit of air she was getting allowed her brain to recover… just enough to recognize the coos and sweet slurping sounds echoing down from the two evil love-birds, high above her.  Her eyes blinked wide in horror, and a deep blush spread across her impaled cheeks, as she realized what they were doing - while they simultaneously face-fucked her within an inch of her life.  But, with absolutely no way to resist, the Amazon was left with no choice.  Even as she heard her adversaries smooch, and murmur sweet wicked nothings to each other high above her head, she nevertheless wrapped her lips tight around Joker’s penis - or, at least, ever so slightly tighter than the already nearly hermetic seal his sheer girth already absolutely imposed upon her - and resumed sucking him for all she was worth.

“Oooh…” the Joker said, the next time Harley’s sweet lips withdrew to take a little break.  Both of them could now hear the whimpers and slurps rising up from the shivering, gorgeous, tiara-crowned head thay lay impaled between them.  “Sounds like we have someone eager to join us!”  His dick pulsed with pleasure as it got to enjoy the feeling of Wonder Woman’s worshipful suction, all up and down its enormous length, while her tongue stroked around his base.

Harley grinned, and shook her head.  “She’s just jealous,” she purred.  “Don’t pay her any mind!”

“Don’t pay who any mind?” the Joker snickered - even as Wonder Woman almost choked on him, which just made her throat convulse around him in an exceptionally pleasing manner.

Then, chuckling together evilly, the two dark love birds brought their lips together once more and eagerly resumed kissing.

Over and over and over, the two cooing villains kissed to celebrate their triumph.  Over and over, Harley’s impetuous hips thrust in brutally, uncaring of the consequences for the whimpering heroine trapped between them.  The Joker grinned with delight, as he simultaneously got to feel his girlfriend’s tongue coiling around his own, and his self-declared enemy’s tongue coiling helplessly around his dick.  Propelled by Harley’s thighs his mammoth cock head punched down into Wonder Woman’s throat again and again and again, until the Amazon almost stopped gagging delightfully around him each time his massive girth choked her.  Almost.

“I love you baby,” he said at last, while their lips were briefly taking a break.  But her svelte hips kept right on pumping - driving Wonder Woman's whimpering taut-spread lips up and down his penis.

“I know,” Harley cooed, a big smile on her lips.  The whimpers and groans of Wonder Woman getting her throat fucked rose up continuously, like a delightfully malevolent symphony, around them.  “About ready to come, baby?” she asked, reading the signs in his face.

“Yeah,” Joker said.  His flesh shivering, he nodded.  “Oh… yeah…”  he said.

“Don’t fight it, baby,” Harley said.  “Don’t fight it.”  

She stepped back, removing the front of her stolen panties from the back of Wonder Woman’s head.  She looked down - and a huge dark grin spread across her lips.

For if the mighty Amazon realized she was no longer being forced, she gave no sign of it.  Still letting out the same stream of moans and whimpers as before, the bobbing of her tiara-crowned head back and forth before Joker’s waist barely even seemed so slow.  In her time being ignored and forced, a little bit of the Amazon’s usual spirit seemed to have returned - in the form of an expression of indignation upon those portions of her noble and classically-sculpted features not distorted out of all recognition by the gargantuan bone-white penis continually slamming through them.  But this did not seem to be slowing at all the energy or enthusiasm with which, whether she realized it or not, she continued to voluntarily fuck her own face.

Hands upon her hips, Harley observed the vigorously deep-throating Amazon, and shook her head.  Then she looked up into the cameras, and sneered.  “See?” she said, pointing down at Diana’s bobbing head, addressing the video’s theoretical super-hero audience.  “How many of you underoo-wearing losers have tried to wine and dine this uppity slut, or wasted hours listening to the useless prattle she spouts out of her lips - only to have her not even give you a peck on the cheek?”  She shook her head again, as if she could not believe the limp-dicked losers getting cucked could be so stupid.  “Meanwhile, a villain gases her, ties her up, and then rapes her god-damned brains out - and she turns right around and gives him this!  Guess the jokes on you, ain’t it - super dorks?”

Meanwhile, as Harley spoke, the reality of what was happening to her started to slowly filter into Wonder Woman’s penis-battered head.  Her eyes opened, and darted from side to side - and she whimpered, a deeply ashamed blush spreading across her noble cheeks.  But her lips did not stop sucking the Joker’s cock - and, if anything, her strokes got longer and smoother, gradually extending until her by-now very well-trained oral opening was sliding up and down his entire length, from his balls all the way out to his tip and back, with every single stroke - without ever letting him slip all the way out of her energetically slurping mouth.

Looking down, Harley smirked with glee.  But, before she could get any ideas, she reached down and took a firm grip upon Wonder Woman’s lustrous dark hair – permitting Wonder Woman more control, but still forcing her head to stay wrapped around her boyfriend’s dick.

“C’mon, slut,” Harley commanded, harshly.  “Do what super-heroines were made for,” she said.  "Make him cum."  Then her gaze softened, and she smiled.  “Remember,” she cooed, stroking Wonder Woman’s filled, trembling, tiara-crowned head indulgently.  “He's very evil...” she advised, with a twisted smirk.

Wonder Woman whimpered, and blushed deeply.  But, freed at last to express her own will instead of riding atop Harley’s, she did so – and, moaning with desperate hunger, began to suck Joker’s gigantic penis with an enthusiastic gusto that would put the world’s greatest whores to shame.  Slurps and loud gurgles emerged from her throat as she sent her lips hurtling up and down his cock.  Her lips popping off occasionally with a loud pop, she bathed his giant cock in kisses and in worshipful strokes of her glistening tongue, before spreading her lips wide and sucking him down one more.

“That’s it, Wonder Slut!” Harley said, as she watched Wonder Woman suck her boyfriend’s dick.  “Show those super-chodes who rules you now,” she sneered, “the only way your kind should!”

Wonder Woman whimpered… and obediently kept sucking.  Such was her heretofore untapped talent, it took her only a little over a minute more to send him over the edge.

“Oh… oh yes!” Joker howled, his giant penis pulsing with delight atop the Amazon’s wildly stroking tongue, within her tight-sucking mouth.  “Oh, fuck!  H-here it comes!”

At the last second, Harley suddenly seized a double-handed hold upon Diana’s head, and yanked her up and off her boyfriend’s dick.  “Alright!” she cackled – and, kneeling behind her,, held Wonder Woman's buxom naked body in between herself and Joker’s giant ready-to-blow balls.  

For her part the mighty Amazon knelt, dazed and disoriented, gazing at the wildly-pulsing penis that had suddenly been extracted back out of her.  The look upon her slack-jawed gorgeous face as she stared at it was one of bewildered confusion - clearly, she was utterly clueless as to what was about to happen to her.

“Now reap what you sowed, you nasty fucking slut!” Harley cackled; and then ducked down lower, hiding behind Diana’s lustrous dark mane, to get out of the line of fire.

Moments later, with a mighty shout, the Joker came.  “Oh… YESSS!” he roared, head tilted back until they could only see the underside of his bony chin, just before he spewed.

“Aggghh!” Wonder Woman moaned, as a massive volley of cum splattered right up out of his giant dick and into her face.  More and more kept coming, surging up out of Joker’s gigantic mutated balls, down his long fleshy cannon, to blast onto her quivering features.  His foul seed shot into her hair, and left trails of slime criss-crossed across her tiara.  It smothered her wide-blinking eyes, and filled up her devastated mouth.  It spattered off her classically high and sculpted cheeks, and fell down in droplets and twisting streamers onto her enormous wobbling breasts.

Finally, his flow slackened, and slowed.  His giant dick drooped, and dropped.  It nuzzled its way down between her big breasts, then sliding through them swung down to sway back and forth in tired triumph between his zoot-suited legs.

“Ungh…” Wonder Woman whimpered.  She blinked her eyes slowly, to clear the rivers of cum out of them.  Once enough had drained away that her eyes and lips were mostly clear, she looked down and gaped in shock.  The sight of her own naked body covered with the wicked villain's cum, her giant boobs dripping with seed and her belly and thighs stained and splattered, awoke some of her old offended pride.  “Oh… oh you evil beast…” she whispered.  

Harley Quinn stood up, grinned, and admired their mutual handiwork.

“Alright,” she said.  “That’s enough fun.  Stand up.”

Reaching down, she seized Wonder Woman by her bare shoulder.  She yanked her up to her feet.  Wonder Woman gasped and rose shakily, her long muscular legs wobbling clumsily back and forth after a long period on her knees at her enemies’ feet, and a longer one taking the shocks of an evil man’s pleasure deep up between them.  Though she rose obediently, Wonder Woman’s gaze was still focused down in disbelief upon her slime-covered body.  

As she stood naked before the Joker, wobbling back and forth upon her long legs, his slimy cum was flowing down every inch of her silky-smooth flesh.  Long tendrils hung from the tips of her breasts like tassels, swaying back and forth with their ponderous motion.  More slid down between her breasts to taint her belly, gathering in her navel.  Down below, even more was still pouring out of her ravaged pussy, rolling in streamers down the insides of her thighs, and infiltrating the cuffs of her boots.

“So now…” Harley said, standing behind Wonder Woman and holding her firmly before her villainous beau, “the only question that remains is what we should do with you…”

Wonder Woman gasped, in shock.  Her eyes finally flicked up from her cum-covered breasts, to the perpetrator’s leering face.

“What… what to do with me?” she asked, shocked.  She swayed back and forth atop her wobbly legs, as if stunned by the very idea.  “Aren’t you going to keep me, and… and take more photos of me, as you continue to have your way with me?!”  Thoughts of this fate had been swirling inside the Amazon’s head for some time - being seemingly the only thing that managed to share space within that decorative cavity with his penis - to the point it had simply become an inevitability within her cock-drunk mind.

Joker smirked.  “Maybe,” he said.  Reaching into his suit, he pulled out a long-barreled Luger – almost as long as the cock dangling down between his legs.  “Maybe not,” he said.

Wonder Woman stared at the gun in horror.  With her bracelets bound behind her and her powers stolen, there was no way she could block a bullet.  “But… but I sucked your cock,” she whimpered to the Joker, her luscious lips quivering.  “You took my virginity, and left your semen in my womb.  After all that you… you’re just going to kill me?!” 

Harley smirked.  Reaching out, she stroked a finger down Wonder Woman’s curvy side – being careful not to get any of Joker’s cum on her.  “Have you forgotten who we are?” the evil villainess cooed.  “You’re never safe, you useless bimbo,” she said.  As she said it, she gave Wonder Woman’s giant curvy ass a little appraising squeeze – as if imaging what she might be worth as parts.

“As they say,” the Joker purred, “why buy the super-cow when she already gave up her milk for free?”  Lifting the gun, he pointed it at her face.

Looking down its long barrel – and getting flashbacks of how it had felt to be on her knees before his feet -  Wonder Woman went white.  

“But…!” Wonder Woman gasped.  “But you could keep me as a hostage!”  She squirmed back and forth before him – making her gigantic breasts bounce back and forth delightfully before his gaze, as if showing off what they would look like kept on permanent display inside a pole-equipped cage.  “Or... or sell me as a whore!” she moaned – juices running rivulets down her mighty thighs, from her naked pussy.  “I could scrub your floors for you like a servant - in full costume - while you point and laugh!”

Joker shrugged.  “Not interested,” he said.  He cocked the gun back.  “You’re too high-maintenance,” he said.  

Keeping a tight grip upon Wonder Woman’s arms, holding her in place, grinning Harley stepped neatly to one side – the better to avoid the debris, should Diana get her beautiful brains blown out in addition to merely getting them fucked out.

Every trace of courage vanished from Wonder Woman as she stared down the barrel of the gun.  “Please!” she said.  “Please!  I promise, I’ll do everything I’m told, I swear!  Make me your slave, please!”  As Joker’s finger depressed the trigger, she squeezed her eyes tight, unable to watch.  “I… I want to be your SLAVE!” she screamed, like a terrified schoolgirl, as she waited for the end.

Joker pulled the trigger.  Instead of a bang, there was a click.  A little stick shot out the end of the gun.  From it unfurled a flag.  It read ‘BANG!’  The little flag waved back and forth, an inch from her gorgeous face.

Wonder Woman opened her eyes.  Blue eyes turning together and crossing, cum-laden lips hanging open, she stared at the flag in horror.

Joker smirked.  “Who’s the biggest joke in the world?” he asked her.

Before she could answer Harley drew her hand up – a pad filled with sickeningly sweet fluid clutched between her fingers.  With a vicious cackle, she slammed it down onto Wonder Woman’s mouth and nose.

“Mmmph!” Diana bleated.  She squirmed, uselessly, her eyes going wide over the pad.  But it was already too late.  Slowly, her gaze grew bleary.  Her naked body grew heavy.  When sneering Harley removed the pad, all that emerged from Diana’s haughty lips was a puff of excess gas.  For a few moments she wobbled back and forth upon her long legs.  Then, slowly, she sank down to slump half down upon her side on the ground.  Her world reeled about her.

“Oh… oh Goddess…” she whimpered.

As she sunk down and surrendered to slumber, the last thing she heard was the villain and villainess’s cruel raucous laughter, lashing down gleefully upon every inch of her buxom, cum-smothered body.

To be continued...

Summary:  Harley Quinn makes Wonder Woman suck the Joker’s dick while tormenting her in various ways.  This climaxes with her forcing the Amazon to take it all the way, which she does by face-fucking her upon his dick using her own hips, while wearing Wonder Woman’s panties. When the Joker comes, Harley makes Wonder Woman take it all over her face and breasts.  Then they pull Wonder Woman to her feet.  Drawing a gun, Joker aims it at her head.  Wonder Woman makes a series of desperate pleas in exchange for her own life, culminating in begging to be their slave.  Joker pulls the trigger anyways, and a small flag with BANG written on it pops out and flutters right in front of her face.  Harley then gases Wonder Woman and knocks her out, and the two stand over her laughing.