An Unwilling Voyeur

“A biter, eh? And I thought you would be happy to see me,!” he exclaimed in a jubilantly shrill voice.

He straddled Rachel, a leg pressed against the outside of each of her hips. Her hands were yanked painfully above her head, and he quickly bound her wrists to the headboard with rope. He did it with such agility she hardly had time to react before her wrists were bound to the headboard.

“Ow, you´re hurting me,” she cried out as fibers from the rope cut into her wrists.

“Oh i´m sorry Rachel..,” he said sarcastically, and he tightened the rope even more, Rachel wincing in pain as he did it.

“But just think…doesn´t this go along with the whole….blindfold thing you and Harvey have going on here? Just pretend you´re role-playing,!” he said with a chuckle.

“You bastard. How long have you been in my apartment,? She asked him in an irritated voice.

“Oh….long enough too observe you and Harvey playing your little…..love game,” he said, laughing.

“Where is Harvey, and what did you do with him,?” She asked, her voice shaking.

“Oh, don´t worry Rachel. He´s just a little ..tied up right now. But don´t worry, I haven´t hurt loverboy. As long as you do what I say, I won´t hurt him…much,” he said with a laugh.

“What do you want? I don´t believe you won´t do anything to him. I don´t trust you,” she said.

The Joker laughed, replying “you´re not supposed to trust me Rachel. In fact, you really shouldn´t trust anyone. That´s not the way the world works, ya know. You can´t depend on anybody. But all I want form you and Harvey is just a little entertainment for the night.”

“I´ll do what you want, just please let us go,” Rachel said.

“Oh, i´ll let you go….but I can´t promise that either you or Harvey will ever be the same again,” he said with a smile.

Rachel shifted uncomfortably on the bed. She didn´t like the tone in his voice when he had said that. She hadn´t liked it at all.

She sat with her back against the headboard, wishing like hell that the damn blindfold was off of her eyes. It was unnerving enough to have the Joker here in her apartment, on her bed. But it was even worse to have him here on top of her with a blindfold over her eyes. She had no way of knowing what he was going to do next…ever. And now the blindfold only added to her nervousness. Moving his hips forward, he brushed his pelvis against hers, then settled his weight onto her lap. Rachel pushed her hips upward, trying to move him off, but she only succeeded in her pelvis meeting with the growing arousal beneath his pants.

“Get off me!” she said to him.

“Why? I thought we were having fun! And that little move you made…you´re sending me mixed messages, Rachel,” he said, a raspy laugh escaping from his mouth.

He traced her shoulder blade with his finger, barely touching her skin so that his touch nearly tickled her. Sliding his knife over her lacy underwear, he traced the blade around the patterns in the lace. Rachel froze, her heart beating quickly in her chest as he moved the blade slowly along her bosom. She gasped slightly as the steel blade passed over her hard nipple, arousal rising inside of her.

He brought the blade down to her underwear and began poking at the warm spot between her legs with the tip of it. A small shriek escaped her lips as she felt the blade prodding at the folds of flesh located within. The Joker turned the handle of the knife around to rub against her lace panties, brushing it against her clit. A little sigh of pleasure came from between her closed lips as a sharp tingle shot through her loins.

“Oooo….It´s thrilling, isn´t it,?” He asked her.

“What?”

“Not knowing what i´m going to do next! That is the point of the blindfold, isn´t it? To inject an element of…surprise! But I can assure you I am going to do much more interesting things to you than Harvey could ever dream of!” he said with a giggle.

“You´re sick,” she said.

He laughed at her. “Oh, Rachel…you don´t have to pretend with me. You´re already excited, I can tell! Harvey may not yet know about your…..hidden desires. But…. he soon will. I wonder how he would react to your enthusiasm for my knife?”

“I don´t know what you´re talking about,” Rachel replied.

“No…no, of course you don´t! I didn´t expect you to admit it, but you don´t have to say anything Rachel. …your body does it for you,” he said with a chuckle.

“Whaddya say we bring Harvey in now? We don´t want him to miss out on the show, now do we? The bed moved as the Joker climbed off of it. Rachel listened to the sound of him walk down the hallway toward Harvey. She strained to hear what was going on up front, and there were the sounds of a struggle.

“Give in, Dent,!” the Joker´s voice said. Soon after, she heard the sound of the Joker humming while travelling down the hallway. He walked through the door, dragging a chair behind him in which Harvey sat, bound by his feet and hands.

“ It took a bit of persuading to get your little lover here to join us for the festivities! He´s going to play nice now, aren´t ya Harv,? The Joker said, pushing the chair so that it sat next to the bed.

He turned back toward Rachel, a small smile playing upon his lips as he climbed onto the bed to straddle her once more. The Joker removed his purple gloves and tossed them aside on the bed.. He cut through the lacy fabric of Rachel´s bra quickly and with force, so that it ripped open with one downward yank of his blade.

He held Rachel´s bare breasts in each hand, massaging them roughly.

“My, my…what a pretty sight, huh Harvey?” the Joker said, looking over at him with a wide grin.