A Fatal Night With the Joker

Chapter 1

Alexis ran up the stairs to her apartment, almost tripping as she struggled to lift the heavy shopping bags up one more flight. Once she reached the door to her apartment, she put the key in the door and turned the knob. “Rats,” she said as the key failed to turn in the lock. She had tried the wrong key again, forgetting that the one next to it opened the bottom lock. She could barely hold her pee in anymore, and shifted from one foot to the other to try and hold it in. She tried the key next to it and opened the door to her apartment. It was dark inside and she left the door open to find her way to the kitchen. The bright light from the hallway allowed her to see where she was going. After going into the kitchen and setting the bags on the table, she ran toward the door, holding her crotch between two hands as she ran. She closed the door quickly, and rant to the bathroom down the hall. Once she reached the toilet, she sat down. Ahhhh,relief, she thought. She had been holding her bladder in for at least an hour, ever since she had left work. Once she finished, she flushed the toilet and washed her hands, looking into the mirror as she did it. It had been raining outside, and her long black locks were soaked. Her mascara was smeared from the rain, which gave her eyes a raccoon-like appearance.” I look like shit,” she spoke softly to her reflection in the mirror.

“Well I don´t think you look so bad. I think the wet look quite suits you actually,” came a strange voice from behind Alexis.

Alexis whirled around at the sound of the voice behind her and saw the Joker standing at the doorway with a smirk on his face. His green locks were damp from the rain, and hung limply next to his makeup smeared face. Alexis felt her heart start to beat faster. It was almost as if there was a hammer beneath her chest, pounding away. She struggled to remain calm on the outside. She couldn´t let him know his presence scared her. Apparently, she failed to hide her fear, because the Joker´s smirk grew into a wide grin, his red lips stretching as he sensed her fear.

“Well you look frightened. What´s the matter? Do I scare you?”

He began to walk toward Alexis, who still stood frozen in place with her back to the sink.

“How did you get into my apartment? What do you want from me?” Alexis asked, her voice wavering.

The Joker was now standing right in front of Alexis, his face a mere few inches from her own.

“It really wasn´t too difficult gaining entry into your apartment, Alexis, what with you leaving your front door wide open and all. I simply…walked in! No magic tricks required for that,” he stated while grinning. Now, as far as what I want from you, well…..i´m, afraid there really just isn´t a simple answer to that.”

Joker´s eyes looked deep into Alexis´own, his gaze so powerful Alexis found it difficult to look away and break the stare. Once she was able to break the stare, she looked down at his mouth and noticed his tongue flick out to lick the corners of his mouth a few times, and it was dangerously close to touching her own lips. As she gazed into his eyes once again she sensed the madness that lay behind them, and began to feel even more nervous.

“Look, just please don´t hurt me. I´ll do what you want, I promise.”

The Joker threw his head back with a laugh, giving way to a fit of hysterics.
“Awww…princess, i´m not here to hurt you. Well…at least not too much,” he said while moving his gloved hand up toward her face.
“I´ll only give you as much pain as I feel you can handle. After all, with pain comes pleasure,” he said while smiling at her.
He tilted his head to the side, and she felt one of his gloved fingers slide slowly up her cheekbone, then travel down to her lips.

“Mmmm….,” he said while licking his lips. “Such a beautiful mouth….such full pouty lips.”

Alexis now felt a mixture of both fear and excitement run through her. As his gloved finger trailed the outline of her bottom lip, she felt a tingle in her loins. Was she actually getting excited by this maniac touching her? He had tortured and killed girls for apparently no reason at all, according to the stories she read in the paper and watched on the news. So who was to say he didn´t have the same plans for her? Yet she couldn´t help but enjoy the feel of his finger caressing her lips slowly. Perhaps it was the way he was relishing them, as if they were the most perfect pair of lips he had ever seen. She had never been felt like this by any guy before. She had never felt quite so….wanted. So special. So despite the fact that the guy was dangerous, and a murdering psycho, she couldn´t help but feel flattered by his attention. It was all in the way that he looked at her.

Alexis thought that this seemed to be more of a strange dream, rather than real life. Her life for the past year and a half had been nothing more than a boring routine. Day in and day out she would go to school, work, then come home, eat, maybe do a bit of writing if she was lucky, then go to bed. The next day it was repeat cycle. Although she was still scared, she had to admit that having the Joker here in her apartment was almost like a breath of fresh air in her stale life.

The Joker removed his hand from her lip, and Alexis instantly felt disappointment once he ceased touching her. She had enjoyed the feel of his hand on her lips, caressing them softly while she stared into his face. It had been oddly sensual, staring at those red lips…. those darkened eyes.

The Joker removed the purple leather glove form his right hand, and slipped it into his pocket.

“I need to feel these lips with my bare hand,” he stated while placing his bare fingers on her lips, touching the cushy part of her lower lip. He then proceeded to part her lips with one of his fingers, and he inserted a finger into her mouth.

“Suck,” he said.

Alexis did as she was told, wrapping her lips tightly around theJoker´s finger and started to suck on his finger. He slowly moved his finger in and out of her mouth, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. Alexis began to get wet, watching him enjoy the sight of his finger getting sucked by her.

“Ummm…I do enjoy that,” he said, watching Alexis suck his finger.

He slid his finger out of her mouth, and then moved in for a kiss. He teased her lips with his tongue, before sliding it into her mouth. Alexis met his tongue with her own, and she pushed her own tongue against his. He knew what he was doing with that tongue of his, and Alexis instantly felt warmth between her legs as she thought of what it would feel like to have his tongue down below her legs. She moaned softly in his mouth, his tongue wrestling with her own. What a strong tongue he had. She felt the Joker smile around her lips, and he abruptly pulled back from her, breaking the kiss. Disappointed that he broke the kiss, Alexis moved in to taste his mouth once more, but the Joker moved his head back.

“Getting a bit greedy, are we?”, and he chuckled softly at the look of disappointment in Alexis´ face. “You know,” he said, looking at her lips once again, “I could do some interesting things to those lips of yours. Some very interesting things,” he stated, and suddenly Alexis began to feel nervous once again. She was in the palm of his hands. He was in her apartment, and he could do whatever he wanted to her, without anyone knowing what was going on. A small feeling of discomfort began to rise in her stomach as she caught a glimmer in his eye. She wondered just what it was he was imagining doing to her lips? Would he cut the corners of her mouth to give her a smile to match his own? Or would he cut into her lips themselves with his knife, exposing the soft, pillowy flesh below the skin? Alexis shuddered at the last thought. The Joker noticed her shiver, and smiled at her, laughing.

“Well what´s wrong, Alexis?” he said mockingly. “Is there a draft in here? Because I didn´t feel a thing!” he stated.

“No draft. I´m just…a bit cold still. I walked home in the rain, and my hair is still wet,” Alexis said.

“How rude of me, I didn´t even allow you to get out of those wet clothes, did I?” “ Well don´t worry, we´ll get you out of them soon enough,” he said while reaching doen into his pants pocket. He pulled out a knife, and took off the glove from his left hand. He then unsheathed the knife, and ran his fingers over the shiny steel blade for a few seconds, before turning his attention back to Alexis.

“Oh, by the way beautiful, I found that little book of yours, you know the one on the table next to your bed, to be quite interesting,” he said while raising his eyebrows.

Alexis immediately pictured the book he was talking about in her mind. It was a large black leather bound journal. She had kept clippings of various news stories on crimes for the past few months, and used some of the info in the clippings to serve as inspiration for her crime fiction that she wrote. Among the various crime stories she clipped from the paper, there happened to be quite a few of the Joker in the journal. She thought of him as an interesting personality, and she felt that she could perhaps use some of his personality traits to inspire a character or two in one of her stories. Along with the clippings from various newspapers, she would often scribble notes next to pictures or quotes, which served as brainstorms for her writing.

“Oh, yeah, that´s just…a little journal that I keep. I write in my spare time, and sometimes, I see stories I find interesting or that may be useful, or inspire me…” She stopped abruptly, realizing that she was babbling. The Joker grinned at her, sensing her embarrassment.

“Uh huh…I see, I see. Well, I couldn´t help but notice there were quite a few clippings about me!” he stated, his eyes opening wider. And I must say…some of those notes you wrote next to my clippings did interest me.”

“Which ones?” Alexis asked.

“Oh…well there were more than a few that caught my eye. But I do happen to remember one in particular,” he said, his tongue darting out to lick his scar. “ It had something to do with my choice in clothing. I think you were wondering where I got my rags from,” he said smiling.

“Well I just think you have a very interesting style, it really catches the eye,” Alexis said.

“Well yes, my dear, that´s exactly what my clothes are meant to do, you know,” he said. But enough of the small talk, what do you say we get a little bit more….personal?” he asked, eyeing Alexi´s top.

The Joker lifted the knife in his hands up to Alexis´chin. He moved the cold steel blade over her chin first, then slowly moved it up towards her cheek, pressing down slightly, yet not hard enough to draw any blood. Alexis gasped at the feeling of the knife coming so close to cutting into her skin. The Joker giggled softly, enjoying the look of panic that crossed over her face.

“Feeling a bit nervous?” he asked while caressing her other cheek with his left hand. Still holding the blade in place with his right hand, he began to nibble at her ear, then proceeded to lick inside of it. Alexis had never had anyone lick inside of her ear before. If fact, she had always been grossed out by the idea of it, but the feeling of his tongue inside of her ear was turning her on. She closed her eyes and focused on the feel of his tongue sliding around in her ear, his hot breath tickling her while he licked. She tried to remain as calm as possible, because she didn´t want to let on that she was enjoying it so much. She didn´t want him to know how it made her feel. The Joker stopped licking the inside of her ear and removed the blade of his knife from her cheek. A low sigh emitted from her lips, relief that he hadn´t cut into her.

He turned his attention to her neck and placed his knife sideways so that the flat side of the blade pressed against the skin of her shoulder. He suddenly grabbed hold of her neck with his left hand, holding her in his grip tightly. He dug a few fingers into her long slim neck, and looked up at her face. Slowly, he increased the pressure of his fingers, pressing deeper into her skin. A small choking sound was released from Alexis´mouth, and the Joker tilted his head slowly while a small smile played upon his lips. The sound excited him, and he licked his bottom lip quickly, while moving his long fingers toward the center of her neck. Again he pressed into her neck with his finger, but the discomfort for Alexis this time was worse. She could feel her air supply being constricted, and she cried out as she struggled to be released from his powerful grip.

The Joker laughed, pushing her up against the sink and pressed his body against her own.
“Oh, and I thought you wanted to play with me. Well aren´t you enjoying it? For a minute there you seemed to be a bit…uncomfortable,” he laughed at her and continued pressing against her body. He let go of her neck, and moved his hand down to her chest, sliding his hand under her jacket. She could feel his hard on poking through the material of his pants. She felt a wave of pleasure pass over her as his hands moved over her breast, pressing into the thin material of her top. She reached up to take her jacket off, letting it slide off of her arms and onto the bathroom floor.

The Joker looked down at his knife, moving it down from her neck to her top.