WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, comic books, franchises, places etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I am making no money off the writing of this story. I do not own DC Comics or any of its characters.

Starring: Harley Quinn

Codes: Cons, MF, Oral, inter, anal.

Harley Quinn: Gotham City Whores Part 3
An erotic DC Comics fan-fiction story.
by DaxG2001 ([email protected])

Samuel Tud was many things.

Arrogant. Cocky. Cruel. Vicious. Manipulative. Cunning. The list could go on and on. Publicly, he'd just describe himself as a business man with some real estate interest on the side. Privately? His business was centred around the sex industry in some very far from legal terms. Sex slaves? He wouldn't use the term... More like, independent contractors, without the contracts.

From prom queens to beauty pageant contestants, housewives to cheerleaders. All he needed to do was get them alone with him behind closed doors, and he'd soon have them cumming all over his cock, being broken into his growing roster of willing whores. Ready to do whatever he wanted them to do for just the hint of a chance at getting a piece of him and his huge, black cock again. Blowing unknown dicks from a Gloryhole, private lap dances where the 'no touching' rule is strictly ignored, and just full on all holes open sex with high paying clients. Add in some shipping of sex toys and similar aids for enhancing pleasure, and some sales of sex-tape footage of the whores in action, and he had a 'business' with plenty of elements enough in it.

The money was steadily coming in too. Allowing him to enjoy a lavish enough lifestyle, while still protecting and investing in his operations. His 'staff' - including his hired help that some on the 'right' side of the law may describe as thugs and crooks - were always paid well and on time. Security was top notch, including some specialist technologies not readily available to the masses. Which may or may not have been 'acquired' through foul means. Everything was, as unlikely for a crime boss still under the radar in a city where crime seems to always thrive, going almost too well.

Until the night that one of Gotham City's finest crime fighters came into his life. Then? Then things started getting even better.

Batgirl. Perhaps through a tip-off, or through some other slip-up in his plans, had broken into his warehouse of sex toys and lubricants snooping around, looking for incriminating evidence. What she soon found was his massive cock, slamming into her throat. A round of wild sex with the masked crime-fighter had her broken just like all the rest, to the point of openly admitting to her real name. Right before he plastered her unmasked face with his load. He remembered that look of wanting from the red-headed beauty that he'd seen time and time again. She'd be back again for him, and doing whatever he ordered her to.

That was proven true when she'd sent one of her friends and fellow enforcers of truth and justice straight to his office. Black Canary. The stunning blonde whose throat was tested and used in a manner far removed from disarming foes with a scream. She took a round of hard fucking that drove her into a similar cock-drunk state. If these super-heroines had partners or lovers, they didn't seem to be giving them the fucking they deserved. Tud was more than happy to do just that, and reap the rewards of breaking their minds to the point of forgetting all about fighting crime, and doing whatever it took to get some red hot action with him again.

Which is why currently Samuel had a wide smile on his face as he leaned back on his couch in his private executive office of his central business front, 'Delicious Delights'. Staring at the woman clad in a black bodysuit, fishnet tights, boots with killer heels, and black leather jacket in front of him. His latest 'employee' to his sinful business.

"The mask is a nice touch babe..." Samuel chuckled as he spread his legs wide. Deliberately letting her see the package his was packing from the bulge in his suit pants that he knew she'd come back for.

"T-thank you, Sir..." Black Canary stuttered, her eyes indeed drawn to staring down at his crotch for a long moment. Out of reflex sticking out her own, large chest in the process as she stood in what should be her full crime-fighting attire. This time indeed with a black eye-mask covering her face. "I thought you might like it..."

"I do... Now tell me... What did you tell your little friends to explain why you aren't on duty with them tonight?" He asked of her, knowing he already her deep under his control but wanting her to admit to what she was doing. To the lies she was telling her allies.

"I... I told them I was on a stake-out... Just like you told me to." Canary answered with a nod.

"And yet, here you are, about to start working for me... So that means, you lied to your friends, right?" He smirked as his twisted the knife, openly mocking the woman who has come to see him even though she knows it stands against everything she used to stand for.

"...Yes." She obediently said as she shifted her gaze to stare back at him. "I lied to them."

"Good girl..." Samuel chuckled with a hint of pride. "In fact, so good? I think you deserve a reward... Come on over here and let me see if the Canary can handle going 'black' again..." He ordered, motioning with a finger for her to step forward.

All too eagerly, Black Canary moved forward, her high heels clicking off the floor as she approached the couch, standing between his spread legs. "And just how would you like me to do that, Sir?" Canary asked with a seductive tone, knowing exactly what she was going to be doing from the last encounter they had. Making no attempts to hide her desire to get some of him, and that huge cock, once again.

Tud smirked again, taking a moment to stare at her chest before glancing up. "I think you need to..."

Before he could finish, a buzz of an alarm sounded, making both of them turn as the many TV screens in his private office. Instead of the various CCTV feeds from around both the strip club front of his business, and some of the hidden 'sex den' footage being broadcast, it was footage coming from one of the warehouses connected to the main building. From different angles high and low the screens showed what appeared to be a break-in in progress as a female figure acrobatically cartwheeled down along the storage shelving.

"A chick? In some, jester's outfit?" Samuel questioned. "That sounds familiar..." He mused as he starting to think of his held knowledge about the local criminal underworld.

"Harley Quinn." Black Canary answered for him as her eyes narrowed at what she saw. "The on-off main 'squeeze' of The Joker. Insane, dangerous... And if you'll pardon the pun, she's no laughing matter to deal with." She added before looking to him. "She'd been off the radar since Joker was locked up in Arkham."

"Hmmmm..." Tud stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment as he looked up at the woman still standing in front of him. "...Think you can handle that crazy bitch?" He asked, but his deep tone made it sound more like an order than a request.

"It'll be my pleasure." She replied, balling up one fist and slamming it into the other.

"Then do it." He motioned with a pointed hand to the door of his office. "And bring her up here. I think we need to teach this chick a lesson about breaking into my business..." He added with a smirk. Thinking back to the night when he'd taunt a similar 'lesson' to Batgirl not too long ago.

* * *

"I'mma make Mistah J so proud of me!" Harley Quinn said out loud to herself, a contrast to the silent way she was strutting down the shelving. The side cones of her jester's hood bouncing along with the baubles on the ends as she stepped. "Breakin' into some suspicious lookin' strip joint... Messin' their stuff up! I'mma show these no-good whores what a real woman looks like!" She vowed with a sinister smirk on her bright red lips.

Quinn was in what many have termed as her 'classic' jester-style attire a full bodysuit of partly red, partly black that hugged tightly to a curvy frame of her large breasts and a rounded ass. With white ruffles on the wrists, gloves and boots, and card diamonds on the red leg and red arm of her attire. At the neck another white jester 'ruffle' with baubles, and the hood with jester cones sticking out to the sides. Her face exposed and painted bright clown face-paint white, with a black eye-mask to top the crazed criminal off.

"Now, where should a girl like me start..." Quinn pondered out loud, suddenly producing out of seemingly thin air a large, oversized mallet. Gripping the handle with one hand as she rested the mallet-head just over her shoulder. The other hand placing a finger on her lips as she thought for a moment.

With her beloved Joker locked up, but not for long she hoped, she needed something to occupy her time. With things not working out with the Sirens and seemingly the Joker's gang not trusting her fully these days - couldn't they forgive a girl for setting bomb timers to 5 seconds instead of minutes? - She had to impress her man somehow! What better way than striking at a place that not even 'Bat-brain' would think she'd target? A titty joint that if it wasn't on the map, no one would even know about. Truthfully, she had decided to target this place after hearing a rumour... She couldn't quite remember how she'd heard it in fact, but there was something doing the rounds about this being the front for a real low level gang of crooks. Or was it something else? Whatever the explanation, Harley didn't like the idea of someone sneaking into her man's turf and setting up shop.

"Maybe I'm gonna play dominoes with all these shelves of stuff, and watch 'em all... Fall... Down!" Quinn decided with a big, crazed smile as she shifted her grip, bringing her mallet in front of her to hold the handle with both hands now.

"No chance, Quinn!"

Harley's eyes went wide in surprise as she turned around, arms outstretched as she wildly swung her weapon. Not only did she miss, but her stance left her wide open for the screeching Canary's Cry that send her flying backward and off her feet. Slamming down hard into the ground a distance away with a groan of pain while her mallet flew out of her hands to slide away out of reach.

"He-hey! No fair!" Quinn whined as she sat up, shaking her jester's hood wearing head. "What kind of smuck attacks a girl from behind anyway?!?"

"...A girl who wants the best fuck of her life again!" Black Canary stated as she stepped forward. Putting her Martial Arts skills to full use with a sudden, well-placed kick to the head of her target.

If Quinn wasn't seeing stars before, she soon did when that shot landed.

* * *

"Urrrrrrgh..." Harley Quinn groaned, her head rolling around her neck as she started to regain consciousness. "Did somebody... Grab the name of that truck that hit me?" She asked as the rest of body started to stir.

Immediately Quinn figured out all was not as it should be, even in her far from normal life. While she was still clothed in her full criminal attire, her arms were tired behind her back. Very well in fact with not just ropes around her arms across the back, but even handcuffs securing the wrists. As her eyes focused, she also noted three things. One - she was sitting on some expensive looking leather couch. Two, she was currently in a new location of a fittingly lavish room, some kind of office of some sort for someone who loved to show off his power and wealth. And three - the black man in a suit smirking at her.

"The name of the 'truck' was my hot blonde butt-kicker..." Samuel Tud informed her. "Teaching you a lesson about breaking into my property uninvited... She did quite a number on you actually. You were out of it all during the time I gave her a nice little 'reward' for capturing you..." He added with a proud chuckle. Being far from subtle when he said 'reward' to make it clear what he was meaning.

"So... We gots ourselves a tough guy here, huh?" Harley snapped as she glared through the holes of her eye-mask. "Catchin' a girl off guard, sneakin' up on her, and then tyin' me up! You got a lotta nerve buster!" She said with an angry tone.

"I could say the same to you... Breaking and entering might be the lowest level of crime you've committed in your life Harley Quinn..." Tud stated, taking a moment to look over her as he smirked.

"Hah! Am I supposed to be impressed?" She mocked, showing no intimidation despite her current defenceless position. "Big deal! You caught me on a bad night. Once I'm out of these... Hnnnnng! Stupid ropes and stuff!" She vowed with a struggle, still staying seated as she tried fruitlessly to get herself free from the tied up and cuffed situation she was in. "I'll kick your dumb grinnin' teeth in! A whole lot worse than what my Mister J will do to you when he finds out!"

"The Joker? You mean the crazy clown locked up far away in Arkham Asylum?" Samuel said, still smirking as now he was the one being unfazed by the words of the other. "In fact, as I recall... Didn't he try and have you taken out? Something about you being strapped into a roller-coaster cart with a couple hundred sticks of dynamite in the back?"

"Th-that was just a... A misunderstandin'!" Harley claimed, although the slight break in her voice as she spoke showed she wasn't even fooling herself. "I know my puddin' would never really mean to hurt me! I mean, like that anyway..." She added, her voice trailing off at the end as some memories, good and very bad, flashed back in her mind.

Seeing an open opportunity, he took the chance to strike as he stepped forward closer towards her. "Is that so? Well, perhaps then this has all been one big misunderstanding... So I'll tell you what Harley. How about... How about we strike a deal?"

"Deal? What kinda deal we talkin' about here?" Harley questioned, her eyes narrowed as she looked over the man in front of her.

"Well, if you make it up to me for breaking into my business, and interrupting my evening? Then I'll let you go." Tud said as he looked back at her right in the eyes. "Totally free to leave and I won't even call the cops."

"Ha! Yeah right..." Quinn laughed. "Like you think I'm some kinda chump? I ain't workin' for nobody except my Mistah J! ...Except that time when me and 'Red' and Catwoman... And then that other time... And..." Quinn started to ramble in her crazed way, eyes looking upward at the roof as she blabbered on for a while.

With the criminal beauty in front of him distracted, Samuel took advantage of the situation as he started to silently and swiftly undress. From the tie to the belt, the shirt to the pants. He'd taken off the garments and set them aside and out of the way. Leaving him standing completely naked in his own office with his muscular, strong body on full display. Not to mention his lengthy and fat to match cock that was stroking in his hand, easily using the 'motivation' of the curvy body in a tight bodysuit in front of him to get himself fully hard.

"Yeah... So... S-so what?? So what if I've..." Harley attempted to ramble on more as she finally looked back to the other person in the room. Her eyes then locked onto that huge piece of man-meat pointing right at her. The shock was clear on her painted face and the wide eyes seen through the holes in her mask. A look he'd seen plenty of times before to show this was the biggest cock she'd ever laid eyes on before in her crazed life. "T-th... That a baseball bat in your pocket... O-or..." She tried to come up with a joke, even as her gaze remained staring at that meaty length. "Heh... You ain't got pockets on..." She admitted, finally looking over the rest of him.

"Nope... But I got this big fucking black cock right here that needs seeing to..." Samuel stated with another cocky smirk on his rugged face. "Don't think I need to explain out what the deal is here now, do I Harley? Unless you don't think the 'Clown Princess of Crime' can handle it?"

"Ha! So, you want to 'Rev up' this Harley huh? Fuckin' perv..." Quinn replied, sitting up straight on the edge of the couch now with his cock just an inch from her ruby red lips. "...Guess... Guess it's been a while..." She admitted with another look over him. "And never this big..." She mumbled before looking back up to him. "Fine! You got a deal... I bet you won't even be able to handle me gettin' all 'crazy' over this dumb, big dick of yours!"

"Let's see if I can..." Tud grinned at her pleasantly surprising acceptance of the indecent proposal. "Open up and let's see which one of us is right or wrong..."

"Ha! I can fuckin' see we both ain't 'right'..." Harley said, meaning it in more ways than one. However with that dick coming in closer, she complied with the request and in turn with the deal they'd just made. Parting those bright red 'clown' lips in willing fashion, her eyes still narrowed behind her mask as she glanced up at the man in front of her, and his huge black cock now going past those lips. Even with the defiant look, she further gave into the sinful deal as she pressed her lips around his size. A touch enough from her surprisingly perhaps for such a crazed criminal soft lips that made him let out a light moan of approval. However when that length continued to push further forward into her oral hole, those eyes of hers went wide again. Locked onto the shaft that already was going deeper inside than anything she'd ever taken before.

"Mmmmmphhhh!! Mmmmmm... HHHHHHRRRRLLLLKKKKK!!" The former criminal psychiatrist turned criminal herself let out a gag when the fat head of his shaft touched the back of her mouth. A feeling that made the tied up beauty groan herself around that man-meat. As he pulled out a little, she looked up at the smirking stud as he moaned, more than enjoying the feeling of her lips all around his tool along with the rest of her mouth. "GAHHHHH!! HHHHHLLLLKKKK... Mmmmmmm!!" Soon she was gagging again when he firmly pushed his cock deeply forward into her. No simple blowjob here, but already straight into some face-fucking. Thrusting steadily in and out between those ruby lips to stuff his dick right into the mouth of the dangerous beauty. Making her gag loudly each time he fed her his big pole, and quickly getting her saliva splattering over his inches as the reflex action continued.

"Mmmmmm... Yeah... Choke on that fucking dick Harley..." Samuel moaned, but with the kind of dark smirk on his face to show he wasn't exactly giving her a choice in the matter right now. Each pump of his strong hips forward sending his cock right into that warm and wet mouth of the 'Clown Princess of Crime'. Feeling her spit now coating his inches nicely, and starting to make her lipstick smear as his cock worked in and out of her oral hole. The repeated fucking of that white-painted face was taking a toll as well. Tears starting to well up as her body responded to the discomfort to put it mildly of her mouth having to endure such an onslaught, even though she agreed to every moment of it.

"HHHHHHRRRRLKKKK!! GAAAAAHHHHH... GAH GAH GAAAAAHHHH HHHHHLLLLKKK!!" Saliva now drooling past her lips, trickling down her chin and staining the white jester-style collar around her neck to go along with the ruined situation her make-up was approaching. Yet, Quinn wasn't just taking this face-fucking better than many a porn starlet could handle. She was actively wanting more of it, and that huge black cock down into her throat as she now starting to work herself against those stiff pumps into her mouth. "Mmmmmmmphhh!! GAHHHHHH!! MMMMMPHHHH!! HHHHHLLLKKKK..." The cones of her jester's hood started to sway as she bobbed her head along the pistoning pole passing between her lips. Trying to keep them pressed against his member as much as possible but still gagging out loud every time that cock pushed right into her mouth. Just resulting in him moaning louder, the gags increasing, and more saliva dripping down her bodysuit clad body and off of his prick.

"MMMMM! Yeah... Get fucking crazy on that dick! Mmmmm..." Tud encouraged with a chuckle, now not even having to do any of the work himself. The still bound with arms behind her back super villain now pushing her face straight onto his rod in a rather swift, smooth and sloppy in terms of the saliva being spilled pace. Her own spit now running down from her lips to her chin, neckline, and across her large tits. Her breasts now looking even more enticing from the rock hard nipples poking through her attire. For now though his focus was on watching that gorgeous face driving right down onto this fat shaft to make him moan. Her white face-paint now with two big streaks of tears running from her eyes all the way down. While her bright red lipstick was totally wrecked and smeared over the cock she was now deeply sucking off. Even though it was constantly making her gag in raspy fashion every time she took that rod in deep into her deranged but talented mouth.

"HLLLLLKKKK!! GAHHHHH!! MMMMM HHHHRRRLLKKKK..." In between her gags the still fully dressed vixen let out a moan around the black cock she was fucking her own mouth on. Clearly loving the mix of sin and pain she was getting for making herself take the biggest cock she's ever seen in her life. While a far more sane woman would have stopped from even trying to blow half of this vast length, Quinn is continuing to slurp away on this criminal's cock. Leaving her saliva messily coating every inch as her lips impressively press against his crotch each time she pushes her face forward onto him. "MMMMM!! HHHHHLLLKKKK... GAHHHHHH!!" Even with watering eyes and her usually infamous make-up ruined, she doesn't stop showing off deep throating skills more suited for a fetish sex den than a stunning villain. Showing in fact little regard for the mess she's leaving on herself as she sucks away. Putting in so much effort each time she bobs onto him the baubles on the cones of her jester's hood bounce off the muscular frame of the man she's blowing.

"MMMM... Damn girl!" Samuel moaned with a grin, having to step back and away from her hungry mouth to pull out. "Looks like you fucking loved choking yourself silly on my dick." He said, stating the obvious as he moved across to his clothing on the desk of his office.

"Ye-yeah... Yeah I did..." Harley stuttered out, gasping for long overdue air but sounding already in rather a trance like state. Her eyes still locked onto the big cock she'd just been choking on. "It hurt... It hurt real good Mistah..." She added with a brief lick of her smudged lips.

"Don't you worry babe... I'm gonna make you feel real good soon enough..." Tud stated, walking back over with a shining, sharpened knife in one hand, and a bottle of sexual lubricant in the other.

"Good?? Ha! There ain't nothin' good about this woman!" Quinn snapped back, sounding for a moment back in her usual crazed self. Apart from the hypnotic way she was still gazing at his member as he approached. "I... I ain't gonna stop ya from t-tryin' though Mistah..."

"Tud. The name is Samuel Tud..." He stated with a smirk, realising she'd just been deep throating a guy she didn't even know the name of. His focus however was more on trying out another of this captured, but willing, beauty's holes. Kneeling down between her spread apart legs, he put down the lube for a moment. Carefully, and showing this was far from the first time 'opening up' a woman he was 'breaking', he cut a hole in that signature red and black bodysuit. Revealing both of her lower holes and the pale, white skin underneath that was a stark contrast to his dark, muscular frame. Already he was seeing that her pussy was looking more than just noticeably wet. Far more damp than a woman usually should be just from having been sucking off a cock.

"Oooooooooh! Can I start callin' you Mistah T now? Huh?" Harley grinned down at him, not resisting one bit to her snatch and asshole being exposed in such a dirty way. "Huh?? Can I can I can I??"

"...You'll be calling me Boss by the end of this..." Tud stated as he put the knife down, deliberately ignoring that question. Even though from the sound of his voice he did not sound thrilled by that 'nickname' and not from the comparisons to her former flame either. "Amongst other things honey..."

Standing up, he positioned the still tied up with her arms behind her back beauty right where he wanted her. Still on the couch, but now rolled back almost into a ball shape with her legs right back against her chest. Almost the Piledriver position with Quinn's head against the back of the couch and her shoulders on the actual seating. This left her hips raised up into the air towards him, her lower holes looking tempting and exposed from the hole cut at her crotch. However he was making his choice on which he'd go for already clear as he popped open the bottle of lubricant. Pouring some out down onto her tight looking asshole, causing her to groan as the fluid pooled over her entrance.

"Let's get real crazy now..." He chuckled, not even bothering to lube up himself - seeing the amount of her spit coating his rod and thinking that'll do the trick. Instead he pressed the fat crown of his rod against the entrance to her back passage. Meeting not completely unexpected resistance considering his vast size alone. With a firm push, he penetrated her asshole and made them both moan out. The eyes of the super-villain locked onto the anal invasion she was willingly, almost too easily so, let happen to her. Her bright red but now smeared lips parted just a little to let another groan escape her as this hunk started to pull out, taking a moment to pour a little extra lube onto both her hole and the crown of himself. Then it was straight back in as he set the bottle aside, gripping onto her covered thighs as he started to sample the tightness of this dangerous stunner.

"MMMMM... Oh yeah M-Mistah Tud... Mmmmm! Get... Ahhhhhh! Real crazy on me!" Quinn openly asked more, moaning out already in clear pleasure as that big black cock pushed into her tight white ass. No doubt the crazed beauty getting off on the pain of her tightest of holes being forced to accept an invasion the size of which she's never experienced before in her criminal life. "Ahhhhh!! MMMMM... Oooooooooh yeah!! MMMM!! Oh g-golly!! That's... Whew boy!! That's a r-real big one!!" She stated the obvious, finishing off with a rather deranged sounding laugh. With her arms still bound, she had no choice but to rest back and take this anal action. From her moans, she had zero complaints about this predicament. Quite a chance from her previous defiance before she got a taste of the dick that was now getting pumped in and out of her snug to say the least backside.

"AHHHHH... And you're real... Mmmmm! Nice and fucking tight Harley..." A big smirk was quite rightly on the handsome face of the man currently fucking the ass of the on/off girlfriend of the 'Clown Prince of Crime'. Moaning as he enjoyed the tightness all around his inches as he worked himself further into that back passage. Using a steady series of firm pumps to allow them both to adjust to the sinful sensations they were each getting from this sexual act. "What's the matter Quinn? Never... MMMMM... Let your man tap this... Ahhhhhh! Fine ass of yours?" He said in rather taunting fashion while he did exactly that - plunging his cock back and forth into her asshole in order to work his inches further down into her booty. From his vast experience in breaking into some backdoors in his time, Quinn either rarely engaged in anal sex or, as he assumed, only took far smaller and thinner cocks into her ass. With how her back passage was already stretching to accommodate his massive size? She wouldn't likely to be able to feel any 'average' sized men back here for quite some time to come after tonight.

"UHHHHH!! Mmmmm... He was... Ahhhhhhh FUCK!! N-never interested... He barely even revved me up!!" The still fully clothed villain snapped bitterly between her groans. Glancing up at the man screwing her up the ass before gazing back down at that fat, black piece of man-meat sliding in and out of her juicy white ass. The stiff way he was pumping into her not just making her cheeks jiggle, but making the rest of her body jolt against the couch she's positioned on. "MMMMM... N-not like you, right?? Right?!?" She asked, a hint of crazed desperation between her quite shameless groans as she took it up the ass from a man she only just met tonight. Yet she's already consensually been face-fucked by, and now is having her backside firmly pumped. "You're gonna... AHHHHHH!! Re-rev up your Harley real good, ain't you?? MMMMM..." She moaned, the glazed look in her eyes already looking like someone getting cock-drunk already even though this anal sex is far, far from finished with yet.

"Mmmmm... Fuck yeah... AHHHHHH... I'm gonna treat you... MMMMM... Just like you fucking deserve..." Tud chuckled before he let out a moan of his own. His words having a double meaning that would be clear to the ears of any sane person. Not letting off on his own mission to properly break-in his latest 'prize', he keeps the firm thrusts coming to work his fat inches further into the back passage of this stunning, still clad her bodysuit beauty. Gripping her thighs, he put a little more force into his motion. His crotch smacking off of her frame when he pumped down to fill up her booty with as much of his inches as she could take. Already she was handling so much that veteran pornstars would be taking notes if they saw this sinful display.

"Oh yeah!! MMMM!! Ahhhh FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK FUCK... FUCKING!! OH YEAH!!" The moans of the deranged stunner started to become squeals of delight with the shift into a dirtier, rougher gear. The slap of skin hitting off of skin mixing with the cries of pleasure in the air as she took this ass-fuck in a Piledriver position. Looking already quite lost in her own lust as her eyes started to roll back and gaze upward without any focus up at the roof of the office of the crime boss currently stuffing her butt. "OH GAWD!! AHHHH FUUUUCK!! MI-MISTAH... MISTAH TUD!! AHHHHHHHH!!" That sudden yell wasn't just of joy, but of a sudden orgasm. Without warning, her twat didn't just release juices, but in a filthy display Harley squirted with loud moans. Sending pussy juices spraying out over onto herself from the curled up way she was positioned. The fluids all the more profound on the red and black cross colouring of her signature bodysuit she still had on. Some drops even catching onto her own lips as the cascade of her sexual peak wasn't allowed to end early thanks to that big, black cock still pumping away so deep down into her backside as she came.

"Daaaaaaaaamn girl!!" Samuel laughed with a grin, pulling out of her ass and pausing to just watch the woman he was well on the way to 'breaking' just rest back and pant for air after her squirting. "That was some hot as Hell, nasty shit right there..." He said with a lewd and approving tone.

"Mmmmmm... If ya want some more where that came from... I'll be happy to fuckin' take that big... Fuckin'... Black cock right back into my hot little ass!" Harley replied with a wide, and most certainly crazed (and not just with lust) grin on her painted face. The look even hotter with how ruined her make-up is from the previous face-fuck and the building sweat forming on her.

"Gladly..." Tud stated as he reached down, grabbing her by the hood of her bodysuit and roughly pulling her off from the couch.

"Uhhhhhh!" Quinn grunted as she was send down hard to the office floor in commanding fashion. Not even being allowed to have her arms untied from behind her back. Rather than complain as any sane, and especially not cock-drunk, woman might do, she just looked back over her shoulder and licked her smeared lips at the stud behind her. "Let's see you really wreck my little butt here... Boss!" She offered up as she shifted herself into position. Face down with a painted cheek resting on the floor along with her large tits just grazing the surface. Her thick ass raised upward, invitingly swaying back and forth towards him as she spread her legs far apart so just the toes were touching on the floor. Her lower holes open and available even though it was clear which one they both wanted to be filled up.

"Now that's what I like to see!" Samuel smirked as he moved into position. Not making it clear whether he was referring to that shapely ass lifted up ready for him, or her new slutty attitude as she already was clearly craving more of his cock. Regardless, he shifting up behind her to mount her in a squatting style position. Gripping his fuck-stick by the base so he can line it up with her rear hole once again. Before he dipped in however, he took a moment to spit down into her asshole, smirking as he watched the thick wad splash into the already left opened up hole. Noting how his newest slut groaned at the sensation.

"MMMMMM FUUUUUUUCK!! AHHHHHH..." Harley moaned out loudly, and without a single hint of shame from the instant the cock she's now become addicted to pushed not just into her once vice-like backside, but deeply. All the way down until his heavy balls were against the skin exposed by the hole he'd cut in her bodysuit. Then it was straight to work on her. A hard series of pumps driving his cock right in and out of her with more than enough force to make her slide roughly against the floor her chest and face were resting on. "AHHHHH FUCK!! MMMMM!! YEAH MISTAH TUD!! UHHHHH!! F-Fuck... MMMMM!! FUCK YOUR HARLEY!! MMMM!!" She begged, already her eyes looking upward as her red lips were parted. A constant stream of filthy words and equally dirty moans spilling out as she got fucked up the ass. Any thought of her former lover and on-off partner in crime long gone as she experienced pleasure unlike anything before from the big, hard black cock thrusting deep into her thick white ass.

The sex-driven criminal boss on top of her had no intentions of denying the pleas from his newest whores. Groaning in pleasure himself each time he thrust his cock either deeply into or smoothly out of her still pleasurably snug, but not anywhere near as tight as she first was, back passage. His hands down and gripping her waist to keep her place, knowing that in her stilled tied up with her arms behind her back position she can't do much but try and keep that fine and juicy booty raised up. A task made more than a little tricky by how roughly he's tapping that ass with the sort of pumps that would render any normal (let alone sane) female unable to walk straight for well over a week.

"AHHHHHH!! AHHHHHH... MMMMMM!! AHHHHHH FUUUUUUCK!!" Quinn gasped out, sounding as much of a lust-addicted mess as the actually one she was leaving on the floor. The combination of the sweat over her face and the rubbing of her cheek leaving her white face-paint staining the office floor she's resting her head down on to keep her ass raised up. "UHHHHH!! MMMMMM... FUCK!! FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUCKK AHHHHH YESSSSSSS!!" The mess of her make-up being the least of her concerns presently as she feels the dirty pleasure from getting her ass stuffed full unlike anything she's ever felt before in her criminal life. Even drooling out of the side of her smeared red lips as her eyes are again almost rolled back. She was somewhat powerless to move against him due to her tied up arms, but now seems to be even deeper in a submissive, cock-craving trance. From her moans though, she's loving every red hot moment of it.

The same can easily be said for the hung hunk driving his fat and long black cock balls deep into the thick white backside of this now whorish super-villain. The smack of his skin hitting off her partially exposed frame ringing out each time he plunges his member straight down into her asshole. The impact easily making her juicy butt cheeks, even as still covered by her signature bodysuit, ripple sexily from every blow. Just some extra motivation for the finally starting to sweat himself now stud. Showing why regardless of which side of the law they are on, he'll happily, and easily as recent history has shown, break down any stunning female that comes his way into one of his willing Gotham City Whores.

"YES!! YES!! YES YES YES YES AHHHHHHHHH!!! FUUUUU-CCCCCKKKK-ING... FUCK... MMMMMEEEEEEEE!!" Another loud, high pitched squeal coming from the horny to say the least beauty as once again Harley Quinn came hard in shameless, squirting fashion. Another shower of juices raining down onto the floor underneath her as she kept her being fucked nice and hard ass raised high above. Managing to orgasm just from the pleasure of her back passage being stuffed by thick black cock, without either herself or the man banging her even once touching her snatch. "UHHHHHH... FUCK... MMMMMM... OOOOOOOOOOOH MISTAH... MISTAH TUD!! MMMMM..." She added between her grunts and moans, her breasts still being made to grind against the surface of the floor while a noticeable smear of face-paint mixed with sweat and drool is around the side of her face that's been resting on the ground. All topped off by a big, lusty grin on her bright red lips. Paying no attention to even the fact her eye-mask is starting to slip off her face to go along with the wrecked make-up.

"MMMMM FUCK... Real fucking... UHHHHH!! Mess you're making around here..." Tud grunts as he delivers another round of stiff pumps into that juicy rump. Ensuring the horny villain underneath him enjoys another intense sexual peak, even at the expense of having to call in the cleaners after this is all said and done. The smirk on his face shows he doesn't care too much about that, but is thinking about the fact his cock has made the first telling throb within that snug back passage of hers. With a groan he pulls out of her backside, leaving her sighing as he takes a moment to admire the gaping state her asshole has been left in thanks to him and his massive dark member.

He's not giving his newest broken-in beauty any time to recover however as he moves around her body, still staying in the same face-down, ass-up position as she was getting fucked in. She doesn't stay that way for much longer as she's forced upward by him gripping both of the cones, and in turn her hair underneath, of her jester's hood to force her upward all the way to her knees.

"F-for me Mistah Tud??" Once Harley's eyes lock onto that irresistible to her cock, a new energy races through her. Already licking those smeared enough lips of hers and showing no interest in the fact her arms are still, as they've been during this whole sexual encounter, been tied behind her back. "You shouldn't ha-HHHLLLLKKKK!!" She was about to ramble on some more, but was suitably muffled by the fat rod she's become extremely familiar with. No time was wasted in getting with the programme however. Her lips soon wrapping around that cock as she started to loudly slurp on his man-meat. All the while gazing right up at the man who had broken her mind and turned her from feared super-villain into willing cock-sucker and a whole lot more.

"MMMMM... Crazy fucking slut... AHHHHHH FUCK... MMMMM..." He moans, still holding onto her jester-style hood as he takes this blowjob. Seeing the deranged beauty has no issue at all with the taste of her own back passage from off of his inches. Happily and deeply sucking away on the big black cock that has just come from straight out of her white ass just moments ago. "AHHHHH... MMMM!! Fucking suck that dick!! MMMMM FUCK..." He orders, a proud smirk on his face as he's watching the now former 'Clown Princess of Crime' blowing his shaft like her career has been more in porn than in breaking the law. Moaning as he once again feels her saliva starting to be spread across his fat member. More than enjoying the vibrations around his tool as similar to before she's gagging loudly around him each time she bobs hungrily along his size.

"GAAHHHHH!! HHHHLLLKKKK!! HHHHRRRLLLKKK..." With her lust-drunk eyes gazing up at the man she's now addicted to, the still clad in her bodysuit beauty smoothly slides her warm and wet mouth along his length. Spit seeping past her smeared lips every time she pushes down into his crotch, leaving smudges of her face-paint onto his skin and balls when her face presses against him. "HHHHHLLLKKKK... GAHHHHH!! GAHHHHHH HHHHRRRKKKK!!" Showing her crazed nature has benefits, she's swiftly taking his pole right down into her throat even at the expense of causing discomfort to herself. Making him easily throb as she shows off the kind of oral skill even seasoned porno starlets couldn't dream of pulling off.

"MMMMM SHIT!! Fuck... FUCK YEAH!! MMMMM..." Tud grunts as he stares down, watching that now barely still painted face sliding back and forth along his meaty fuck-stick. The eye-mask barely staying on her now after all the sweat, let alone the bobbing motion she's doing in order to service the cock that's not long come from being balls deep between her rear cheeks. "Get fucking ready babe... UHHHH!! Because I'm gonna fucking plaster... MMMMM!! Your fucking face with a new... MMMM!! New kind of white!" He said with the kind of tone that didn't make it a warning, but a clear statement of intent. For a moment the villain sucking away on his pulsating price seemed to grin around his inches at the idea. The glimpse of her tongue working against his pole as she took his briskly in and out between her bright red but now very smeared and stained lips.

Indeed, all it took was could more hungry slurps as she was delivering before he finally pulled out of her oral hole and let go of her hood. Allowing him to grasp his own cock and with a couple of pumps, start shooting out a thick and creamy load all across Harley Quinn's face. As he moaned deeply, he stroked away as his seed splattered across that partially white from her face-paint facial features. Making her groan and grin widely as the jizz landed on her cheeks, her nose, and across both her eye-mask and her eyes themselves. Shooting so high up that the top part of her signature jester's hood took a coating. Along with some drops just landing down and missing the target, catching on both the jester-style ruffle around her neck and onto her bodysuit-covered tits. All in all leaving the crazed former criminal well and truly looking like a used, broken whore as she stayed kneeling in place. Hands tied behind her back still, and now with cum dripping down and off of her face.

"Mmmmm... Thank you... Mistah Tud..." Harley purred, keeping her eyes closed due to the spunk still covering her lids and lashes. "Or should I say... Boss?" She added with a wide, rather psychotic looking grin. Showing exactly how mind broken and black cock loving she's so easily become.

"Both... And then a whole lot more..." Samuel responded with a twisted smile of his own. Knowing what a prize he's scored once again with the former girlfriend and partner-in-crime of one of Gotham's, and the world's, most feared criminals. Moving across the room, Tud picked up his knife and returned over to Quinn. Finally releasing her from those bonds with a careful, quick cut shredded the ropes with worrying ease.

"Awwwww... And I was just gettin' used to that..." Quinn pouted, trying to sound disappointed but the lust still clear in her voice. Especially shown in her first actions now able to use her hands at last. Reaching up to clear away spunk from her eyes, and finding it easier to just take off her eye-mask so she could properly do so. Then taking the scooped up seed right into her mouth so she could suck her fingers clean before greedily gulping it down.

"Trust me babe... I'll have plenty more for you to do around here..." Tud said with a chuckle, and being far from subtle in the meaning of his words either.

"Mmmmm... When do I start, Mistah Tud?" Harley eagerly said, looking up with her cum covered face with a grin at her new Boss.

"You already have honey... You already fucking have..." He stated the obvious as he smirked down at the unsurprisingly ready for more stunner on her knees in front of him.

First two super-heroines... Now he's bagged one of the biggest super-villains too... Now with his claws stuck into both sides of the law, there's no telling where this could all lead to... And to which new stunning piece of ass his cock might be introduced to.

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