The Joker's New Pet

Thanks to everyone who reviewed! To anyone who is creeped out by this, yes the Joker is a weirdo anyway. That's what makes him so fun to write about. I can pretty much make him do any weird, creepy perverted thing I want and no one can say it's out of character for him LOL. I'll try to add more to the er..."plot" later to make it more interesting as I realize right now it's just porn. But anyway, enjoy, and any reviews are welcome and may push me to write more lol.

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Stacey had been lying in the cage sobbing for several hours until she didn’t have any tears left. She usually considered herself a strong willed person, but she had never felt so utterly hopeless before. She was surprised when she heard the door fling open, not expecting him to return so soon. She snapped into an upright position and that gut wrenching feeling returned at the sight of an angry Joker standing before the cage. She looked up at him through the bars with wide doe eyes, and for a moment she felt just like a frightened little bunny, as he so often called her. A frightened, timid and helpless little bunny that had stumbled into a wolf’s lair.

He only glared at her with a disdainful disapproving look then he kneeled down and flung open the top of the cage. He dropped a bowl of water next to her and it splattered on her a bit causing her to flinch. It appeared to be a dog bowl. “I suppose I do have to make sure I water my disobedient pet,” he sneered. She sat curled up in the corner of the cage afraid any sort of movement would set him off. “Does it still hurt?” He asked.

Stacey nodded slightly then looked away, not wanting to make eye contact with him. “Sorry, what? I didn’t catch that,” said the Joker.

“Yes, it hurts still,” Stacy spoke weakly.

“Not nearly enough I suppose. Perhaps we need a round two,” He reached for her arm and grabbed it roughly with his gloved hand. Stacey’s eyes widened as big as saucers. She yanked it away from him.

“No, no! It hurts still!” cried Stacey in anguish. A small smile pursed the Joker’s lips, pleased at her reaction.

“That’s better,” he said with satisfaction. “I like you cowering before me. That means maybe you’re learning something. But I am still highly upset.” He closed the cage door again and locked it. “Better make sure that water lasts. I don’t know when I’ll be back to refill it,” he said as he stood up then he left her alone again.

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She didn’t know how long it had been. Stacey reckoned two and a half, maybe three days since he had last left her alone. It felt that long at least as her stomach hurt so bad she swore it was eating itself. Her water was also gone now, and the thought crossed her mind that maybe he was already tired of her, and decided to leave her to dehydrate and starve to death. She couldn’t even sleep well anymore as the pains in her stomach kept her awake. She lay there in the fetal position, already accepting her fate and waiting for Saint Peter to beckon her to him. She was skinny to begin with, so she didn’t have much meat left to sustain her for very long. The fact that she hadn’t been able to stand up for so long was also an annoying factor.

It was when she felt her stomach could take no more that the Joker finally returned, carrying a tray that displayed an entire gourmet meal fit for a king. Roast turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, stuffing all just inches away from Stacey’s reach. The smell seeped its away into her nostrils and she felt an invisible knife twist in her stomach. She feared that he was going to eat it in front of her, which would be the worst sort of torture at this moment. Surprisingly his demeanor was pleasant as he set the tray on the bed and unlocked the cage. “Well hello little bunny. I’ll bet you’re actually happy to see me now, aren’t you?” He had an unusual friendly smile on his face and an equally unusual tone of voice as he opened the cage door. He extended a hand to her. She was nearly too weak to take it, and she hesitated, only giving him a defeated look, like she had not one ounce of strength left in her little body.

“Come on now. Come eat your dinner. It’s alright, I’m not angry anymore,” he said, in a voice that was much softer than she was used to hearing out of him. At this moment, she was too weak and hungry to care. She took his hand and he gently helped her up out of the cage. She groaned softly as she adjusted her muscles, relieved that she was finally able to stand again. She was so weak she nearly stumbled over but the Joker caught her. He lifted her up easily in his arms and set her on the bed next to her tray of food. “You drop weight fast lil one,” he said gently.

Without even waiting for his permission, she dug into the food, yanking a leg off of the turkey and devouring it hungrily. All other emotions and thoughts left her as she turned into a complete animal, stuffing food into her mouth. This was the most unladylike than she had ever behaved in her life. The Joker chuckled. “Slow down princess,” he said in amusement. Her whole body was shaking from weakness. “I’ll bet this is the best meal you’ve ever had. The most appreciated, now isn’t it?” He asked. Truth be told, it was. Being denied food for so long made this the sweetest turkey she had ever tasted. It felt so good to eat again she could cry, but she was so dehydrated she didn’t have any tears left.

The Joker lifted up the pink nightgown she still wore and began rubbing her back. He felt her shake, but it didn’t stop her from eating. Like any animal, she couldn’t deny her basic instincts. “I’m sorry for locking you in your cage for so long. But I’m not particularly fond of plates being broken over my head.” He said. Stacey glanced at him for a moment as she was eating her food. She was shocked to hear an apology and suspicious of his sudden friendly behavior. “I mean I had to take a lot of aspirin after that you know? And I had some very important business to take care of for the passed couple of days. I had to take care of it with a massive headache and that wasn’t pleasant.”

As the pains in Stacey’s stomach began to diminish, her brain started working again. “Not that I’m complaining, but why are you being so nice to me?” she asked suspiciously.

The Joker giggled. “To show you that I can be a very kind and generous master if my pet is obedient to me. It’s not hard really. Just be a good little girl and do what I say and you might be able to avoid a lot of pain in the future. Unless of course, you like the pain.” He chuckled.

“I don’t consider myself to be a masochist Mister J,” Said Stacey. The Joker admired the fact that she had humor in her voice despite her complete broken down state.

“Then it would be wise for you to submit yourself fully to me and accept the fact that I own you. You are mine. Mind, body and spirit. It doesn’t have to be so bad little bunny. As I said, I can be a very kind master. I’ll even spoil my pet if she’s a good girl. Just surrender and obey me and living with me will be a lot easier for you, I can assure you that.” He stroked her hair and Stacey’s mind raced as it gained it’s energy back.

“Now then, are you ready to be a good girl and submit to me? Hmm?” The Joker asked, still stroking her hair gently.

Stacey thought hard for a moment. She could be her usual defiant self and fight him, or she could just give in and make her imprisonment a little less harsh. Perhaps if she pleased him he wouldn’t spank her as much or deny her food, or lock her in a cage for days. Perhaps he would be more gentle if she complied with his wishes. She really had no other option at this point. She managed to crack a diminutive smile and she looked at him. “Yes daddy. I’m sorry I’ve been a bad girl,” She forced herself to say, knowing he would have pushed her to say it anyway.

The Joker smiled, pleased. “Mmmhmmm, that’s better. I think you’re finally getting it through that pretty little head of yours. Now let’s work on getting you healthy again. Are you full sweetheart?” He asked nicely. Stacey was still shocked he was being so nice. He really was nuts. Perhaps he had a split personality that could switch at any moment.

“I am full, but I’m pretty sure my stomach shrank as well,” She said. He had set a drink for her on the tray along with her meal. She picked up the glass and was about to drink it when she noticed it had a weird smell. “What is this?” She asked, growing suspicious again.

“A special vitamin water,” Said the Joker. “Now, now, I told you. What would I do with a dead pet? What use to me would that be? You’re far too gorgeous and fun to kill. Plus I want you healthy. I don’t have much use for a sickly pet either. Drink it. It’s good for you and will help bring your energy back.” He pushed the glass up to her mouth, forcing her to drink it. She nearly choked, but managed to guzzle it all down. “Good girl.” He set the glass back down for her when she was done, then he removed the tray from the bed, setting it aside.

“Now tell me, does it still hurt little bunny?” he asked gently and began stroking her golden hair again.

Stacey reached back and rubbed her bottom. “Yes. I’m very sore actually. You bruised me quite a bit,” She said, wincing at her own touch.

“Poor baby,” The Joker cooed. “But you did deserve it,” he chuckled. He reached into his purple trench coat into one of his many hidden pockets and pulled out a small bottle of medicated lotion. He shook it in his hand. “Lay over my lap sweetums,” he ordered.

She looked at him reluctantly. The Joker returned her hesitant look with a warning in his eyes. “You do as you’re told little bunny, without question. I am not going to hurt you this time. I promise you that. I am a very blunt individual and a man of my word,” he said then he tugged on her arm and forcefully guided her over his lap. He felt her fidgeting and he pulled her pink nightgown up and over her head, yanking it completely off. Then he grabbed her pants and panties together and swiftly slid them down her legs and yanked them completely off as well. She was now totally naked over his lap, vulnerable and shivering.

The Joker stared at her splotchy, bruised little bottom. “Yikes,” he mouthed. “I did even more damage than I thought. Well we’ll just have to take care of that. I like to take care of my toys so that they don’t wear out too much,” he chuckled. He emptied some of the lotion into his hand then gently rubbed it into her sore bottom. Stacey sighed in relief, as it actually felt quite good. He gently messaged one cheek at a time, his fingers kneading the lotion into her skin in a circular motion.

Then he trailed his hands down her thighs, massaging them gently. He ran his hand down her legs, smoothing lotion into them and all the way down to her feet. He lifted her feet up and massaged lotion into them as well. Stacey gasped inside herself, not wanting to show that she was actually enjoying the touch. “You have cute little girly feet,” he commented with a smirk. He ran his hands up her legs again, up over her bottom and began massaging her back and her shoulders.

Stacey was amazed at how good this actually felt. For a moment, she forgot who was massaging her. He was a demon of a man but right now his hands felt heavenly. After a wonderful neck massage, his hand found it’s way back to her bottom where he continued massaging. A moan inadvertently escaped her lips and the Joker picked it up with his keen ears. “Enjoying this I see,” he chuckled, amused. Stacey immediately cursed herself out within her mind. Her pussy peeked out from between her legs and the Joker gently ran his fingers over the lips, picking up some wetness along the way. “Mmmhmm. You are enjoying it. Gordan’s little princess enjoying a massage from the evil agent of chaos. Naughty girl.”

He lifted her off of his lap easily and she gasped not expecting it. He easily tossed her around like a rag doll. “Other side now,” he giggled and sprawled her out on the bed on her back. She laid there submissively, afraid to fight him, worried that it would only land her in trouble. He massaged lotion over her stomach and down to her inner thighs, teasing her, then back up to her breasts. Stacey grew a little nervous as he crawled on the bed on top of her and began kissing her neck. He planted little butterfly kisses all over her neck, her ear then her cheek and forehead. He sent goose bumps over her entire body. His lips found their way to her nipple, where he licked softly. Stacey was shuddering both from nerves and unwanted delight.

She made a slight “oof” sound as he laid his weight on top of her and hugged her. She could feel a hard lump within his pants, pressing against her crotch. She clearly knew where his thoughts were at the moment. “Do you see what happens when my pet is good and obedient, hmmm?” he whispered, his hot breath blowing on her ear.

“Yes sir,” Stacey heard herself say, wanting to make sure he stayed happy. She didn’t want to provoke any sudden mood swings that would somehow put him in the mood to beat her with something.

“Sir,” the Joker snickered. “Good girl. Very good.” He lifted himself off of her then he lifted her up as well. Since you’re being such a good girl, I suppose I could take you for a walk. You have been cooped up in this room for quite some time haven’t you?” He giggled. He pinched her cheek a little bit then walked over to the dresser drawers. “I know just what I want my little bunny to wear today.” Searching through the drawers he pulled out a small white short sleeved button up shirt and a short plaid skirt. He turned to her, smiling wide then tossed them to her along with a pair of white knee high socks, a bra and a fresh pair of white cotton bikini panties. “Put those on,” he ordered. “Make daddy happy.” She could see him drooling at her with his eyes.

She did what she was told and immediately began getting dressed. Meanwhile, the Joker searched through the closet and pulled out a pair of black high heeled platform shoes. He made her put those on as well. When she was completely dressed in her provocative school girl outfit, the Joker glared at her hungrily then motioned her to him with his finger. She obeyed and he made her sit in the small chair that was in front of the mirror on the little girlish vanity. He played with her hair in front of the mirror. “Now don’t you look ever so pretty?” He mocked. “How about some pig tails for the little girl to match per pwetty widdle outfit?” he chuckled.

“I’m not too fond of pigtails, but whatever you want,” Said Stacey, playing along.

“That’s my girl. And I do like pigtails on cute little girls.” He snickered. He reached into his jacket again and pulled out some pink ribbons. Brushing her hair, to Stacey’s surprise he tied her hair into pigtails nicely like a professional as if he had done it before. “There. Daddies little princess all ready for her walk,” he smirked. Stacey stared blankly at herself in the mirror. “Oh, and I have a present for you.”

In the mirror, she saw him pull out a leather collar from behind her then he clasped it around her neck. It was black and it had a golden tag hanging on it with the letter “J” engraved into it. Stacey fiddled with the tag. The Joker smiled. “This is just a reminder that you belong to me.” He said. Then he reached into yet another one of his hidden pockets in his large coat and pulled out a rolled up leash. He unraveled it and attached it to her collar. He tugged on it, forcing her to stand up. “Now let’s take my little baby for a walk and show her off to my…employees shall we?” He chuckled.

Stacey cleared her throat, getting used to having a collar around her neck. The Joker suddenly pulled her into an embrace and felt up her little body again. “I think I just may have to take you completely tonight. Take what’s fully mine,” He whispered hoarsely. Her face was once again buried into his shirt making her feel tiny and helpless, despite the fact she was now wearing heels. She felt her stomach turn slightly at those words.

“But for now, let’s get the little bunny some exercise and some air,” he grinned. “If you’re a good girl, I may even let you off the leash. Let you wander around on your own a little bit. But remember. Those big dumb apes of mine can only look but they can’t touch. You’re mine and only mine. I don’t like to share.” He said with almost a growl. With that he tugged on her leash and pulled her out of the room.