An Unwilling Voyeur
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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Batman (All Movies)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
13
Views:
4,400
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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“Get your fuckin´hands off of her, you sick bastard! Stop touching her!” he spat, a look of fury engulfing his eyes as he violently struggled against his restraints.
“No…now, there´s no need to get upset, Harv. Simmer down…..no matter how hard you struggle against those ropes you won´t get free. I´ve made sure of it! So why don´t you just sit back and enjoy the show,?” he gleefully said.
The Joker turned back to Rachel, snatching off her blindfold.
“We won´t be needing this anymore,” the Joker said as he threw it toward Harvey. Oh, but it did come in handy. We had a bit of fun with the blindfold, Dent. Rachel seemed to enjoy the element of…surprise. Didn´t ya, Rachel?!”
Harvey looked over at Rachel quizzically, but she just shook her head.
“Still not ready to be truthful, are ya Rachel? Well, that´s okay…i´ll force it out of ya soon enough. I´m afraid you´re going to see a different side of Rachel tonight, Dent. A side you may not be quite so….familiar with. ”
“It won´t work. Your twisted little plan won´t go through.”
“Oh, yes it will….it will work Dent, and you know it. But just keep lying to yourself. Lie, Dent, and sooner or later you´ll really believe it!”
The Joker turned his attention back to Rachel, dragging his blade across her breasts.
“Harvey,” Rachel murmured, tears in her eyes.
“Rachel, i´m so sorry I can do anything to stop him. Please forgive me, Rachel. Forgive me for letting this happen,” he said, shame filling his eyes.
“Harvey, it´s okay. It´s not your fault. I love you,” she said to him.
“I love you too,” Harvey responded.
“How touching! Words of reassurance, hmmm…?” the Joker sneered, getting off of the bed . He walked toward Harvey, taking a rag out of his coat pocket with a look of annoyance on his face.
“Gonna have to gag ya, Harv,” and he pushed the rag into his mouth. Harvey bit his finger as the rag went in.
The Joker whooped with laughter, and slashed the side of Harvey´s face with his knife. Harvey cried out in pain, and the Joker stuffed the rag in further.
“You said you wouldn´t hurt him! Leave him alone,!” Rachel cried out in alarm.
“What….. that? That´s just a surface wound, right Dent,?” he said, turning his head around to look at Harvey, his muffled growls coming from beneath the rag as blood spilled from the gash on his cheek. The Joker laughed, then took his coat off, letting it fall to the ground.
“I´m all yours now, beautiful,” he said to Rachel as he climbed back onto the bed. He placed his hand on her breast, then brought the blade of his knife down into the soft, pillowly flesh of her bosom.
Harvey´s cries of muffled protest came from beneath the rag in his mouth, and the Joker said “It´s okay, Harvey, i´m just making my mark on her. You know...a little something for her to remember me by!” and he laughed.
“You bleed so pretty, Rachel,” he said as blood spilled forth from the cut.
The Joker dug a nail into the cut, and a shrill shriek came from Rachel´s mouth as his nail met with the flesh within the cut.
“What a beautiful sound, Rachel. If your screaming is anything like that, i´m afraid i´m not going to last very long.”
He brought his finger up to her mouth, which was covered in blood.
“Taste yourself, Rachel,” he said to her, pressing his finger against her lips, then pushing it into her mouth.
She sucked on his finger as he slid it back and forth between her lips. He pulled it out of her mouth, bending down to kiss her. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, sliding it around, the taste of her blood hitting his tastebuds. He groaned as he brought his hand back down to the wound on her breast, playing with the bloody cut. He brought his crotch up closer to hers, and began rubbing himself against her, his growing erection strained against the fabric of his pants.
He shifted himself slightly as he rubbed up against her, his hard length sliding against the sensitive spot located beneath the lacy fabric. A pang of desire shot through her from the delicious friction his rubbing created, but she kept a calm face, refusing to let him know what it was doing to her.
Then the rubbing stopped, and the blade slid underneath the fabric. It gave way with little protest, the sharp metal easily slicing through the lacy material. He removed the tattered fabric, pulling it out from underneath her.
“Lovely underwear, Rachel. Did Harvey buy these for ya?” he asked, tossing the ripped fabric aside.
Holding onto a knee in each hand, he spread her legs open. Rachel resisted, trying to kick him in the stomach but he slapped her hard across the face, the back of his hand connecting with her cheek. She yelped in pain, and Harvey´s muffled cries became louder. The Joker looked over at him, a devious smile on his face.
“No…now, there´s no need to get upset, Harv. Simmer down…..no matter how hard you struggle against those ropes you won´t get free. I´ve made sure of it! So why don´t you just sit back and enjoy the show,?” he gleefully said.
The Joker turned back to Rachel, snatching off her blindfold.
“We won´t be needing this anymore,” the Joker said as he threw it toward Harvey. Oh, but it did come in handy. We had a bit of fun with the blindfold, Dent. Rachel seemed to enjoy the element of…surprise. Didn´t ya, Rachel?!”
Harvey looked over at Rachel quizzically, but she just shook her head.
“Still not ready to be truthful, are ya Rachel? Well, that´s okay…i´ll force it out of ya soon enough. I´m afraid you´re going to see a different side of Rachel tonight, Dent. A side you may not be quite so….familiar with. ”
“It won´t work. Your twisted little plan won´t go through.”
“Oh, yes it will….it will work Dent, and you know it. But just keep lying to yourself. Lie, Dent, and sooner or later you´ll really believe it!”
The Joker turned his attention back to Rachel, dragging his blade across her breasts.
“Harvey,” Rachel murmured, tears in her eyes.
“Rachel, i´m so sorry I can do anything to stop him. Please forgive me, Rachel. Forgive me for letting this happen,” he said, shame filling his eyes.
“Harvey, it´s okay. It´s not your fault. I love you,” she said to him.
“I love you too,” Harvey responded.
“How touching! Words of reassurance, hmmm…?” the Joker sneered, getting off of the bed . He walked toward Harvey, taking a rag out of his coat pocket with a look of annoyance on his face.
“Gonna have to gag ya, Harv,” and he pushed the rag into his mouth. Harvey bit his finger as the rag went in.
The Joker whooped with laughter, and slashed the side of Harvey´s face with his knife. Harvey cried out in pain, and the Joker stuffed the rag in further.
“You said you wouldn´t hurt him! Leave him alone,!” Rachel cried out in alarm.
“What….. that? That´s just a surface wound, right Dent,?” he said, turning his head around to look at Harvey, his muffled growls coming from beneath the rag as blood spilled from the gash on his cheek. The Joker laughed, then took his coat off, letting it fall to the ground.
“I´m all yours now, beautiful,” he said to Rachel as he climbed back onto the bed. He placed his hand on her breast, then brought the blade of his knife down into the soft, pillowly flesh of her bosom.
Harvey´s cries of muffled protest came from beneath the rag in his mouth, and the Joker said “It´s okay, Harvey, i´m just making my mark on her. You know...a little something for her to remember me by!” and he laughed.
“You bleed so pretty, Rachel,” he said as blood spilled forth from the cut.
The Joker dug a nail into the cut, and a shrill shriek came from Rachel´s mouth as his nail met with the flesh within the cut.
“What a beautiful sound, Rachel. If your screaming is anything like that, i´m afraid i´m not going to last very long.”
He brought his finger up to her mouth, which was covered in blood.
“Taste yourself, Rachel,” he said to her, pressing his finger against her lips, then pushing it into her mouth.
She sucked on his finger as he slid it back and forth between her lips. He pulled it out of her mouth, bending down to kiss her. He shoved his tongue into her mouth, sliding it around, the taste of her blood hitting his tastebuds. He groaned as he brought his hand back down to the wound on her breast, playing with the bloody cut. He brought his crotch up closer to hers, and began rubbing himself against her, his growing erection strained against the fabric of his pants.
He shifted himself slightly as he rubbed up against her, his hard length sliding against the sensitive spot located beneath the lacy fabric. A pang of desire shot through her from the delicious friction his rubbing created, but she kept a calm face, refusing to let him know what it was doing to her.
Then the rubbing stopped, and the blade slid underneath the fabric. It gave way with little protest, the sharp metal easily slicing through the lacy material. He removed the tattered fabric, pulling it out from underneath her.
“Lovely underwear, Rachel. Did Harvey buy these for ya?” he asked, tossing the ripped fabric aside.
Holding onto a knee in each hand, he spread her legs open. Rachel resisted, trying to kick him in the stomach but he slapped her hard across the face, the back of his hand connecting with her cheek. She yelped in pain, and Harvey´s muffled cries became louder. The Joker looked over at him, a devious smile on his face.