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Issue 3: One Sick Bitch
'That's the third attack in the last week,' I said as Tim Drake and I viewed the security tape footage.
The video was of Harley Quinn robbing a bank, several armed goons accompanying her. 'I thought for sure when Bruce took the Joker in that Harley would go quiet,' Tim said, an annoyed look on his face.
'It doesn't make any sense either, since when has bank robbery been in Harley's MO?' I questioned, watching as Harley made a peace symbol at the camera and left the bank with her goons.
'Trust me, nothing is too far out of the question for Harley,' Tim said, he had dealt with her a lot more than I had, seeing as she only joined the Joker in my final year as Robin.
'Yeah,' I said staring at her, my blood was boiling again, I couldn't help but feel lustful for her, Ivy's poison was still flowing through my veins. 'She's pretty hot though,' I said without thinking.
Tim looked at me, mouth agape. 'She's a killer!' He said.
I felt ashamed of myself, not just because of the way I was feeling about someone so evil, but also because I knew deep down I wouldn't resist if the opportunity came up. 'I just meant like... her body, obviously she's crazy,' I said, trying to cover up my true feelings.
'I guess,' Tim said, giving me a suspicious look. 'So should we go for a classic team up then?' He suggested. 'We could easily take her down together.'
I deeply wanted to say no, if there was even the slightest chance this next encounter could lead to me fucking yet another Gotham villain, I didn't want Tim anywhere near it. 'Come in Batcave,' we heard over the intercom.
It was Batgirl, aka Barbara Gordon. 'Barbara?' Tim said.
'Thank god,' Barbara said. 'I need back up, my pickpocket turned out to be Clayface!'
'Shit,' I said, looking at Tim. 'Should we handle that instead?'
'Me and Barbara can handle Clayface,' Tim said as we sprinted toward out motorbikes. 'Think you can handle Harley?'
'Yeah,' I smiled as we each climbed on separate bikes. 'I think I can handle her.'
We sped as fast as I could into Gotham City, side by side until we made it to the city centre. Once we got there Tim, aka Red Robin took a sharp left turn where as I kept speeding forward. I didn't know exactly where Harley would be, but I had a sneaking suspicion.
'This looks about right,' I said as I pulled up in front of the Amusement Mile; an amusement park on the outskirts of town where the Joker used to be located, I figured this would be as good a place to look as any.
The place looked more or less abandoned except for five spray-painted trucks that were parked out the front. The same trucks that were featured in the security footage as Harley and her goons' getaway vehicles. It had to be the right place.
'Probably a stupid idea to be doing this alone,' I said as I climbed off my bike and made for the entrance.
I did the semi smart thing and climbed up the side, making sure not to go right in the front door. I had no real reason to think she was waiting for me, but it was still smart to keep the element of surprise in these kinds of situations. I climbed over the wall and landed inside the park, sneaking around the borders looking for armed guards, but I wasn't able to find anything.
'What the hell is going on here,' I thought to myself as I made my way to the back of the park, which was more or less a dock to the Gotham river.
That's when I saw it, ten of Harley's men throwing all the money into the river. 'Pretty strange huh?' I heard Harley's trademark voice say from behind me.
I turned and looked at her. 'You could even say it's... crazy!' Harley said before immediately laughing.
'Harley!' I exclaimed. 'What is going on here... is this... were you just trying to lure me here?'
Harley smiled maniacally and nodded. 'Yes yes yes puddin', you are correct!'
'Another trap?' I thought to myself. 'First Ivy and now this?'
'Why don't you come in here for a bit?' Harley said, stepping out of the shadows of the circus tent entrance to reveal herself.
She was wearing her trademark skin tight, red and black harlequin suit with her white make up. 'How about I just take you in right now?'
'Oh come on puddin',' she said smiling wickedly as she placed her hands on her waist, letting her tits jiggle just enough to distract me. 'You wouldn't want me to call those guards would you?'
'I can take care of your guards,' I said, looking now exclusively at her tits.
'But wouldn't it be easier if you just came in here for a moment,' Harley said, staring at me intently. 'Aren't you a little curious about why I wanted you here?'
To tell the truth I was curious and really horny, so the next decision I made wasn't very smart at all. 'Fine,' I said, walking toward Harley as she turned and walked into the circus tent, giving me a look at her tight ass in the process.
The moment I stepped inside the lights turned on and revealed a maze of mirrors. 'God dammit Harley this better not be a trick!' I exclaimed as I attempted to follow her through the maze, thousands of reflections her hot body mirrored everywhere I could look.
'Trust me puddin',' she said as she continued to walk deeper and deeper into the labyrinth. 'You're going to like this trick.'
She probably expected me to search for her for hours, what she didn't realise however is that my mask was equipped with a heat sensor so it was actually incredibly easy to find her.
'Whoa,' Harley said as I caught up to her in the middle of the maze. 'That was quicker than I expected, I hope that doesn't become a habit.'
'I'm sick of these games Harley,' I said as I grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her against a mirror. 'I'm taking you in.'
'But puddin',' she said softly. 'Wouldn't you rather to just take me here?'
I knew I couldn't trust her, and I knew it was a stupid decision, but I couldn't help myself. 'For once I agree with you,' I said as I lifted her off the mirror and turned her around, slamming her right back onto it, her massive tits pressing against the reflective wall.
'Mmm,' she moaned as I groped her perfect ass through the spandex. 'Take your Harley for a ride!' She exclaimed.
I was no longer in control. 'With pleasure,' I said as I ripped her spandex open, revealing her pale white ass.
'Give it a little slap,' Harley said as I gripped her ass cheek.
I pulled my hand back and slapped her cheek as hard as I could. 'Ugh!' She moaned as I made contact. 'Rev that engine!'
I slapped her again, and again, and again until her right ass cheek was as red as her lips. 'Vroom!' I exclaimed, despite knowing how stupid it sounded, I couldn't help but get caught up in the moment with this deranged fiend.
