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Batman: Harem 01

By: Belgost



Batman: Rogue Harem

Part 1: Riding a Harley

Disclaimer: I clearly don't own Batman, Joker, Harley Quinn, or any other DC Comics characters. I was psoed a question recently by a friend, and this is what I came up with because of it. The situation is mine, the characters are not.



The Joker had been on another killing spree, running through dozens of seemingly random places before the Batman had managed to figure out his sceme. Just when Joker was about to set off a laughing gas bomb in the city council chambers, Batman deactivated the device that was to blow up the gas capsule, and then dismantled it. He found the Joker pushing the buton, and hit him with a batarang. When Batman went to tie up Joker, Harley Quinn, Joker's sidekick and girlfriend, snuck up on the bat and tried to use a stun gun on him. Batman was ready for that, however, because Quinn had done the same thing to him just a week ago.

"Hehe, umm, crap?" Quinn Quipped. She tried to hit batman in the face with the stun gun, but wound up face first on the floor with her hands behind her back, tied together by the special rope batman used.

"I'm tired of having to bust you two, so I built a special prison for the clown, and I think I have a special place for you too, Quinn." Batman's typical monotone made the statement slightly scarier than it would have been otherwise, and Harley whimpered quietly to herself.

Batman examined the latest outfits for the criminal duo, and found that Harley would do quite well for the first member of his new program. 

Recently, Bruce Wayne, A.K.A. Batman, had decided that nothing Arkham Asylum staff seemed to be able to do had been helping the so called "Clown Prince of Crime", so he decided to take matters into his own hands. Deep under the batcave, he had been constructing a ultramax security prison to stuff the mad-man in. It was a massive titanium box hung over a lake of lava, and the only way out was to jump thirty feet to the roof, magically stick there, pick an electrical lock with 256-bit encryption designed by Luscious Fox, and the basically climb up sheer obsidian walls several hundred feet. It was practically impenetrable. 

However, the dark knight had decided that the women criminals in his life would not be held that way. He knew how to neutralize their varied powers, and so he built special high security soundproof rooms onto Wayne manor, one for each of the female super-villains in his rogue gallery. 

Harley managed to get a look at Batman before she passed out, fully expecting to wind up in prison again waiting for Joker to break her out. Her last awake thought was that Batman seemed to be looking at her ass. As she drifted off to dream land, she decided that switching to the tight red and black leather skirt with no underwear was probably a good idea, if even the bat seemed to notice.

When Harley woke up, she was chained up, but it was not the way she thought. She looked around and found her surroundings to be actually quite pleasant. She was still worried, however, since she was apparently tied to a bed, but she couldn't see much beyond the ceiling and a bit of walls, so she didn't yet know how much to panic.

A whirring noise started, and she felt air filter into the room from a vent somewhere. It brushed across her pencil-eraser sized nipples, making them stand hard on end. She wondered where she was, but now even more she wondered why she was naked. 

"When a friend asks me to break a prisoner, I usually get set to beat a punk into submission." a voice came from across the room. Harley recognized it, but when she tried to see who it came from, she realized her trademark ponytails were tied to the bed as well, restricting her heads movement.

"Mistah J'll save me, you'll see, whoevah you are." Harley wanted to believe what she said, but she wasn't so sure, since Joker wasn't exactly known for hurrying his saving her. The man's hands ran up Harley's legs, starting with her feet. 

"I don't think so, Miss Quinzell. Batman has assured me that Joker is in a far more secure prison than any prison he has ever been in before. Even more secure than the Gulag he served six years in a while back. He is in for life without parole, I believe." 

Harley suddenly realized whose the voice was. "So, rich Billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne knows Batman, and apparently can't get any by himself, huh? I just wonder why the bat doesn't fuck me himself. He must be better than you."

Wayne smiled to himself as he hit a button that released the ties to her hair. "I assure you, Miss Quinzell, the batman is no better than me. But I am not here to, as you say, fuck you. I just came to let you know, you can not escape this room, so don't try. The defenses were all designed by myself and Batman, with hundreds of millions of dollars poured into their design. Even if Joker were free, there is no way he would be getting to you, and there is even less chance of you getting out since you have no equipment. Literally. When I leave, your ties will be released, and you will be given some food. The next time I am here, I will begin to break you. "

Harley felt her arms and legs come loose a moment later, and she immediately sat up. She tried to gain her feet, but fell back to her seated position.

"Well, I guess I'm in here for the long haul," Harley said. She examined every inch of the room, but saw nothing of any real interest towards getting out. She checked the walls, but they were made of really solid oak and there were no windows. She guessed that if she could pick at the walls for about a year, she might get through, unless Wayne was serious about the place, then she would find some other barrier. She sat on the bed, resigned to her fate, until a opening in the wall appeared with food inside. As soon as she moved the food, the opening closed, but she suddenly realized she was hungry. 

Looking at the food, she eagerly tore into the high-end burger and fries that Wayne had provided her.

*

Bruce Wayne was trying to think of a way for Quinn to figure out he was Batman without telling her. He sat quietly for a long time in his study, watching Quinn eat in the nude on a secret screen on his desk. When she lay down, he activated the security straps again, so she would not be able to move while he took her, no point in making her think it would be any use, and went down to have his first session with her.

*

Harley was sated, for the moment, and decided that since she was not going to be able to do much, she would just lay down and relax. Before long, she was back asleep, and she didn't even notice the shackles reclasping around her wrists and ankles. She almost woke up to the soft hissing sound of Wayne coming through the door, but stayed asleep.

She did wake up when two of Wayne's large, thick fingers deeply violated her pussy.

"Hey, that's propety of Mistah J!" Quinn yelled, not taking well to the brutal fingering. Then, she yelled, "Didn't you heah... Ooooh." Her speech garbled by a noise instead of a word at the last.

"I thought you might change your mind." Bruce Wayne said, laughing a little. He then decided how to go about letting her know who he was. Switching his mindset to that of the Dark Knight, he spoke in a different tone, "Harley, you're mine now."

Harley's eyes got as big as they could as she recognized the voice of the man that Joker had taught her to hate so much, but she couldn't make any noise. He had curved his fingers upwards inside her and begun to rub both her sweet spots at the same time. For a moment, she almost lost her mind, and all she could think was how much she wished Joker had ever paid this much attention to her.

Bruce Wayne kept rubbing her insides for a while, and occasionally used his other hand to lightly play with her respectable 34D cup tits. Not as large as Talia's but perfectly shaped with hard little nipples. After a little bit, however, he felt her depths start to quake as her first orgasm shook through her body. Her back arched till she was pulling hard in the restraint cuffs, and she started to scream. 

At first, she screamed "Mistah J!" as she fantasized about Joker, but her tune changed as more and more waves of pleasure washed over her and she could no longer think of a time Joker made her feel this good. After a while, Harley Quinn started to scream out Bruce Wayne's name.

Even then, Wayne was not finished. As soon as her first orgasm finished, while she was still in a heightened state, he slid his thick, hard cock into her. Twelve inches, coke can thick, and harder than the steel of a batarang, her sopping wet cunt was still only barely able to take it. 

She opened her eyes wide as soon as he pushed the head in, and stared at him. "I don't think your gonna fit, B-man." As inch after delicious inch filled her depths, however, she started to realize that he meant to fuck the evil out of her. And given the gifts he was given, he just might succeed.

Harley couldn't imagine a bigger cock. Joker was fairly large, but nothing next to this gargantuan. She screamed and screamed, and thought that he would cum in her every time she reached another squealing orgasm, but time after time he just kept driving into her as she took more and more of his rod.

The almost super-human endurance Wayne had built up as Batman was serving him well now, as he fucked Harley with reckless abandon. He would drill her for as long as he needed, till his sperm filled her, of that he was sure. 

Once she started drooling, he removed the shackles, sure that she could no longer think, let alone mount the offensive required to get him off of her, and then flipped her over and set her knees under her. His intent was to slam back into her pussy at a new angle and make her cum again, but when he flipped her, her tiny asshole made too tempting a target. 

He prodded it with the tip of his cock, and Quinn just moaned, "Yes, whatevah you want, B-man." 

That was all the prompting he needed. His cock, still wet with her nectar, waited at the entrance to her darkest recess. This was the ultimate conquest over the little witch that had plagued him for so long. He prodded her again, and there was almost no give to it. She looked to be an anal virgin. 

Wayne smiled. 'Guess there are some things the clown won't do.' He had already decided. Quinn was his now. He was going to make her an obedient servant, so she and all the other females he dealt with would finally stop their criminal ways. Maybe one day, if he ever trusted her, he would even train her and let her come fight crime.

'But tonight, I'll make this little bitch scream her deepest secrets to the rafters for me.' With that thought, Bruce pushed again, and buried himself to the hilt in Harley's tiny asshole. She stretched so much that he thought for a moment he tore her anus. Not that he really cared. She had left him countless scratches, scars, and injuries over the years. Anything he did to her during... rehabilitation... was just payback. 

Her head shot up. Her mouth made a perfect "O" as she screamed in momentary torment, Wayne tearing her asshole up from the inside. Then, after a few thrusts, it started to feel good. Before long, she was thoroughly enjoying herself, feeling so full when her slid it in, and so empty when it came out. She cried out his name and came on his balls dozens of times, telling him to "Ride the Harley till sunrise!" Then she felt his huge cock twitch, and suddenly, he unloaded into her rectum. It filled her so completely she almost felt like she ate a meal. 

She passed out. Wayne smiled as he slid his shaft from her anus. It had been a good first day. It probably wouldn't be long, and one of his biggest nuisances would be his willing fuck slave. He wiped the cum off his dick onto her tits before he left, while she slept soundly, completely fucked to the edge, and possibly saved from madness.

Outside, the sun was setting, and Batman was soon sitting at the batcomputer, watching for any reason he may be needed. He thought about it for a moment, and opened up his personal files on Harlenne Quinzelle, A.K.A. Harley Quinn. With a short chuckle, he made the computer put a green check mark beside her name and nom de guerre. He closed the window and went back to listening for distress calls.

Batman: Harem 02



Batman Harem 2: Throwing her voice

I still don't own Batman, Harley Quinn, Ventriloquist, or any other DC Comics character. 

The second Ventriloquist, a woman named Peyton Riley, stood in a warehouse on the Gotham docks. The men in her command move around quietly, loading guns onto a large ship to be taken to Bludhaven. The woman occasionally gave an order to one of the men, but almost all the talking being done was done by her dummy, Scarface. 

"Hey, you's guys," came the horrible voice of the little character, "Me and my Sugar here are headed out of here, you's guys finish up."

At that moment, the lights suddenly went out. The guys looked around for a moment, until they heard one of their number scream, "Don't hurt mee!!" Then a crashing noise and it was silent. Peyton and Scarface made for the door. 

As quickly as they went out, the lights came back on. It was not a pleasant scene. Henchmen were everywhere, some strung up, some on the ground, all unconscious. Peyton was furiously pulling on the door to escape. From just above her, a gravelly voice sounded. 

"Don't think of escaping. I welded that door shut. I wanted time to talk to you."

Peyton quietly slipped a pistol into Scarface's hand, and answered, "Ok, I'm listening."

"See, I've started a new rehabilitation program. It's working well on Harley Quinn, and I think it would work on you." The dark knight dropped from his perch and began pacing. "Thing is, I want to bring you into the program peacefully if possible. What do you say? Come let me," a small smile crossed the Bat's face, when he thought of his new program, "help you."

Peyton had heard enough. She wasn't going to let Batman put her in some special group. Scarface lifted the pistol. "Say goodnight, Bats." Scarface's hand pulled the trigger.

The hammer clicked, but nothing came out. 

"I used a new device I had made, a remote electronic device that deactivates firearms, to render all the guns you are carrying useless. Now will you come with me?"

Peyton's jaw dropped. Scarface's jaw dropped. Her head drooped and she held up her wrists. "Wherever you're taking me, just please don't take away Scarface. I want him with me."

"I think that could be arranged." Batman gruffly handcuffed the Ventriloquist and led her to the Bat-wing. After loading her into the prisoner bay, her jumped into the cockpit and placed a call to G.C.P.D. To pick up to other mobsters, making it clear that Peyton had eluded him. Then he took off.

When he arrived in the Batcave, he had a sleeping gas pumped into the prisoner bay of the Bat-wing before carefully taking Peyton out. He turned her over to Alfred, the only member of the Bat-family who knew what he was doing, and sat at the Bat-computer for a bit. 

While he sat, Nightwing, A.K.A. Dick Greyson came in. "Hey, I heard the call earlier. You need any help tracking Ventriloquist? Be just like old times."

"No, old friend, she is probably going underground for a while. She didn't even get to start her delivery, so she'll need to build some money before she tries again. I'll let you know if she resurfaces."

Looking a little down, Nightwing heads from the cave, leaving Batman to his thoughts. Bruce takes off the cowl and rubs his temples for a moment. "Well, I think Alfred will be done by now. I'm going to go claim my newest prize.

*

Indeed, Alfred had finished locking up miss Riley, and had given her the antidote to the sleeping gas so she would wake up in just a moment. He had even stripped her naked. When Bruce arrived, he decided to go to his quarters to see if Harley Quinn was still putting on a show so he could get off. He needed to relieve himself pretty badly.

Peyton Riley slowly came to, with the distinct feeling that someone was in the room with her. She looked around and panicked for a moment when she didn't see Scarface. She looked around, and finally her eyes came to rest on the puppet's face. His mouth was wide open as if in shock, and Peyton suddenly realized she was completely nude, her massive breasts heaving and her wrists and ankles bound. 

"Sugar you are some kinda stunnin'." the puppet seemed to say. "How did I never notice them before!" 

"Talking to yourself, Miss Riley?" Bruce Wayne spoke with authority. He was just getting Harley Quinn broke and now the voluptuous new Ventriloquist had fallen into his little trap. He had Riley strung up like Harley had been the first week, and the puppet Scarface was left as though staring at her. He hoped to give her a feeling of security, so that maybe he could make a willing slave of her.

"No, I was speaking with my associate over there. The one on the dresser."

Scarface's voice, beautifully thrown, rang out across the room. "Fuck her, pretty boy. She's been naughty, and now she deserves nothing less than to be degraded and treated like a whore."

Peyton's eyes opened wide as Scarface had just practically ordered Wayne to do exactly what she wanted in her deepest parts. She wanted a man's cock, but had been settling for the crackheads and henchmen, so no one could say anything. 

"Or are you scared," Scarface's voice came one more time, daring Wayne into action, "Batman. Yeah, I figured it out. Never met Bruce Wayne till just now, but you should disguise you're voice better."

"Peyton, what do you think. Do you want to be taken and fucked by me?" Wayne smirked a bit. He knew already that she did. Just like Wesker, she expressed her deepest most private desires through the puppet.

"C'mon, fuck her silly, Wayne. I wanna watch."

Bruce knew that Peyton wanted to be fucked, and that she wanted the puppet to be watching. Her Multiple personality disorder was fairly severe. After a moment to think it through, Bruce decided that he would give her what she wanted. He had the device that bound her flip her on her stomach, and then lifted her ass into the air. "I don't really care right now what you say. Your ass is mine."

He dropped his pants to expose his cock, and slid a finger into her asshole. His middle finger slid in up to his knuckle, and she bucked her hips against her restraints. "Oh my god, please not there. I've never had a cock there!" She barely managed to finish the sentence before he slid the finger in up to the second knuckle, causing her to grunt in a mixture of fear and pleasure. Scarface, however, told a bit more of her excitement. 

"Yeah, look at her face turn red. Oh, Wayne, you gotta make her little asshole feel so good she screams!"

Bruce was kind of getting a kick out of all this, and so he started edging another finger into her rectum. He knew that for her to be able to handle his rod, he would have to open her up to three fingers before he stuck it in. He watched as she bucked the whole second finger into her ass, moaning in ecstasy. Even Scarface was silent at the moment. 

When Scarface did speak again, it almost caught Bruce off guard. "Hey, pretty boy, enough with the easing into it. She wants your cock in her, give it to her. If she screams, all the better, yeah?"

Bruce knew that this was Peyton's way of telling him to move it along, so he touched her musky hole with the tip of his manhood. She shuddered for a moment at the thought of the beast she felt at her backside sliding into her, and then resolved to take it. Quietly, she said to Bruce, "Slide it all the way in quick, and then hold on for a second. I want to get used to it all at once, ok?"

Bruce thought about teasing her, but decided he liked her idea better. He spit on the place where her ass joined his tip, and then thrust himself balls deep, bottoming out after pushing through the tight ring to her rectum. 

Peyton felt the hard cock all the way into her tummy. She almost came thinking about the sheer size of the thing in her right that instant. She had certainly never felt anything even vaguely like this. Twelve rigid, coke can thick inches of hard meat buried deep in her asshole. Her brain twitched and she started to feel a tick of her eye. 

The tick ended when Wayne completely pulled out. She felt an incredible emptiness for a moment, then suddenly she creamed herself as she was filled once again by the huge cock slamming back up her. Her eyes rolled back her head as Wayne began to slam her ass faster, and without realizing it she kept encouraging the pounding with Scarface's voice.

"Yeah, take that huge, rich man's cock, sugar. You are such an anal slut. You want that rich boy's cum in your asshole, don'tcha, sugar! Wayne, fuck that bitch silly."

Bruce Wayne can't help himself. Her asshole was so tight, her breasts swinging so beautifully, that it was driving him crazy. He pounded all the way in and pulled all the way out, and she screamed wildly with each thrust. In minutes her pussy was pouring girl cum all over the sheets. 

Bruce gritted his teeth, and focused on fucking her ass. He kept on and on, long after Peyton had passed out in a pool of her own cum on the sheets. Just as he couldn't hold it anymore, he slid the monster from her ass and sprayed his sperm on her, leaving a line from the firm roundness of her ass to the perfect tits as she rolled over onto her back. Just as he thought he was finished, he realized he had one more spurt left, and forced her mouth open. "Taste the man you now serve." He shot her mouth completely full with that last spurt, and then wiped his cock on her chin. 

As she slipped off to sleep, she heard Scarface's voice in her head. "I think we could get used to this. Wayne fucked you good." She finally noticed the cum in her mouth and, with a swallow, fell asleep.

Bruce Wayne left. Next room over, Harley waited with her tits out. "How do ya want me tonight, B-man?"

"I just finished wearing out the Ventriloquist. Clean me off. I need to get ass juice and cum off of it. Don't worry, I had Alfred clean her out before we started."

"Not like I care. I'd do anything to keep getting' that cock in me, B-man."

Harley hit her knees and sucked Bruce deep and hard. She tasted Ventriloquist's ass but was overcome by the flavor of Bruce's cum. She bobbed her head on it for a minute, and then released it with a loud pop. "Say it, B-man, please." She dropped her throat back onto his cock.

"I'm the god-damn Batman."

"Mmmmm" Harley hummed. It was going to be a good night.



Batman: Harem 03



Ok, I don't own Batman or any of his affiliates, so don't sue me. Also, Thanks for the support. And now, the long awaited third chapter, 

Cat-shit Crazy.

Barbara Gordon, the Batgirl, was rounding a corner of the Flugelheim museum. Her favorite villain was a possible show tonight. She would just love for Catwoman to see her back at full ability after so long serving as Oracle. The fact of the matter was, Babs didn't hate Catwoman. In fact, she kind of liked her, and hoped she would join the Bat-family or at least become an ally someday. Today, however, she was guarding the old museum from her because the museum directors had decided that November would be "Cats throughout History" month. 

Barbara almost got into an argument in her own head about how idiotic an idea this had been, when her headset went off. "Batman to Batgirl, how's it looking?"

Barbara almost responded with a no change, but then she saw a shadow from the corner of her eye. "Investigating a lead."

Batman closed the line and almost smiled. Barbara had made a full recovery after the surgery, and was back in action. With Azreal, Nightwing, Robin, Batgirl, Black Bat, and now Venus, A.K.A. Harley Quinn at his side, he finally had a large enough group that starting next week, he would begin expanding the Batman to other cities. First, Dick Grayson, A.K.A. Nightwing, was going to L.A. to start up as Batman East. Azreal would probably go to the Vatican soon, but was now part of the Batman Family. Robin, A.K.A. Jason Todd, would soon be in Europe. Bruce's son, Damien, would be stepping into the Boy Wonder title. Finally, Cassandra Cain A.K.A. Black Bat, would soon hand that title over to Babs and become Batwoman in China. Babs would be taking up patrol of Bludhaven for the time being, until she found a new sidekick at least. She may end up staying there. 

As Bruce thought this, Harley sat on her knees in front of his chair, bobbing her head on his large cock. A quick look at her face reminded him that the Bat-family was still growing, and that Peyton Riley would probably be joining them full fledged in short order as the new Oracle. The thought of having such a large vigilante organization at his command made Bruce loose it, and he came so hard it filled and then overfilled Harlene's throat, making her swallow hard, since he was halfway down her throat.

Barbara chased Catwoman around several displays, including a large golden cat that seemed to slow her down a bit. While Catwoman slowed to admire the huge cat, Babs struck out with a bola, wrapping Catwoman's ankles together. When she caught up to where the Cat was standing a moment ago, she jumped on her chest and smiled. "Are you glad to see me back on my feet, Selina?"

Catwoman stared for a second before it sank in. "The original Batgirl? Well, I am glad to see you are OK, though I would have liked better circumstances. You know," Selina Kyle said, looking down, "Maybe not. You got to be absolutely beautiful, didn't you. Maybe we could help each other out, yes?" Catwoman's hands gripped Babs' ass tightly as she wiggled beneath her.

Babs would not have even noticed this four years ago, when she had first been Batgirl, but while confined to her chair, she had developed a liking for women. She wasn't a lesbian, per se, but she was assuredly Bi-sexual. "Maybe later, Selina. You're not going straight to jail, you see. We have a new facility in the Cave that we've been testing, and that's where you're headed."

"So the Bat has decided for truth and justice, with no American way, huh?"

"You'll See."

*

At the cave about ten minutes later, the batwing landed with Batgirl at the helm, and Catwoman in the prisoner bay. When She loaded the container and Catwoman was safely in her room, Babs joined Bruce and Harley in the computer room. She didn't even have time to change out of her batsuit before she saw Harlene on her knees fucking Bruce with her own throat. Babs wanted in. Bruce's cock was the main reason she was bi instead of lesbian. There had only been one man in all her time as Oracle that she could still feel when he entered her, because he pushed open a spot above the injury. Bruce had cum directly into her uterus more than once, but the one thing the gunshot had done that the doctors couldn't undo was that it made her ovaries die. She was essentially sterile.

But more fun topics took over her mind when she hit her knees in front of the Leviathan cock of Bruce Wayne. Harley took the cock from her mouth, smiled at Babs, and held it out to her. Babs took it, and stared at the tip for a moment. Maybe with Harlene's help, today would be the day she finally took the full length of this monster. First, though, there was an order of business. "Bruce, can I help Harley do the initial tongue fucking on Catwoman? You know I've been craving a taste of her for a long time." This was true. Catwoman was the first woman Babs had lusted over. She had spent many crazy nights rubbing her own tits and pouring juices while yelling Selina's name.

Bruce Wayne smiled. "Ok, just remember not to hurt her. Take Harlene's lead on this, OK?" She showed her agreement by swallowing about eight inches of dick. She knew she could do more, so she pushed deeper, feeling it press into her throat. Harley started licking he nipples and Bruce's balls in alternation, making Babs even hornier. She took her tenth inch, which was her limit so far, but pushed harder and was rewarded with just a little more. It felt like he was in her stomach, but Harley had been waiting for this. 

"Ok, honey, now we're gonna take all of B-man's solid meat, yeah?" Harley at this moment shoved her tongue deep into Babs, making her reflexively jerk upwards onto Bruce's cock. She couldn't breathe for the amount of cock in her mouth, and she was gushing juices all over Harlene's face, but she was happy to see that her lips now touched Bruce's ball sack on the bottom and his pubes on the top. She could feel Harley licking her pussy, but after a moment, she almost felt nothing. She still couldn't breathe, and started to pass out on Bruce's cock. Just before she did, Bruce looked down into her eyes, and seeing the look in them, coupled with her lips around his dick, and Harley laying below her, licking up a full squirts worth of juices, he yanked out and started cumming all over the pair.

His first shot caught Babs right in the mouth, and she swallowed the sticky treat. A second spurt caught her across her face, leaving a trail of cum down her nose and almost into her hair. By the third spurt, Harley was on her knees to, so Bruce aimed this one at her, and released. She took a massive load, almost as much as the first spurt, right in her mouth. She closed her mouth and savored the taste as Bruce's finally spurts sprayed white lines on both their faces.

When Harley was done gargling with the sperm, She looked at Babs, and immediately decided to lick the cum off her face. A few licks and it was gone. Babs returned the favor, leaving both girls clean and fairly satisfied. Bruce smiled as his sluts got up. He was so overcome that he couldn't yet move. "We'll be back, B-man. Were gonna take care of the little pussy to get it warmed up for you. 

*

Babs and Harlene played with each other as they headed up the stairs, caressing each others breasts and such. They couldn't wait to taste the kitty cat's puss. Babs smiled as she remembered the day she was introduced to the new member of the bat-family, and to Batman's new way of handling villainesses. 

Days after her surgery, Babs had been walking in the manor, just enjoying being able to feel her feet again. She almost failed to notice the cleverly disguised door not far from the entrance to the bat-cave, where she was going. Deciding that getting a one-up on Bruce was worth the trouble, she opened the door, only to see something she hadn't dreamed of.

Harley Quinn was on her knees in front of Bruce, his long cock buried all the way into the back of her throat. Her eyes were rolled back inher head as she passed out, only to be awoken moments later when Bruce tore his cock from her throat and slapped her with it in the face. Babs had found her hand in her panties, rubbing her crotch at this display. She was really horny and very wet. She almost ran off, but decided to get involved, and now she was happy she had. Very happy. She was still thinking about this when she and Harley arrived at Catwoman's room.

*

Catwoman had escaped her bonds, but was extremely curious about why she was nude. She looked up from examining her nipples when Venus and Batgirl walked into the room. "So, what's a kitty have to do to get a little cream around here?"

Batgirl looked at Venus and laughed. "Don't worry Selina. By the time tonight's over, your pussy will get PLENTY of cream." She remembered just how much Bruce's cock released when he did come, and shuddered just a bit. Harlene was already on Catwoman when Babs came to. "Hey, leave some for me." Babs said, going straight for Selina's clit. She quietly licked away, feeling as she made Catwoman shudder and shake, while Harlene sucked and licked her pencil-eraser sized nipples, each of which capped a massive double d tit. 

Catwoman smiled wide and arched her back into Batgirls tongue, making Babs press her harder. Harlene broke the slurping silence. "Anything special ya want done before Bruce comes in, Sweet cheeks?" 

Catwoman thought for a moment. She hadn't been shaved in a while, so she asked for that. Harlene left for a moment and came back with a thing that looked like a lipstick. "Don't take this wrong, kitty, but Bruce says no sharps till he clears ya. This thing is better than any razor anyway. It's something he got from some aliens. It just vaporizes hair. Doesn't hurt skin at all. See?"

Harlene's demonstration involved shoving the device into catwoman's wet cunt, and then sliding it around her mound, watching the hair simply vanish where the device was. "It even takes longer to grow back. I shaved mine about a month ago and see, no hair." Harlene smiled as she watched catwoman's pussy twitch at the slight vibrations coursing through the device. Just when Quinn thought Catwoman could take no more, Batgirl pulled something from the small dresser that they were all given, and turned around. When she returned, she had a ten inch strap-on penis hanging off of her, and a huge smile plastered across her face. Catwoman had seen the latter, but not the former as yet.

Quinn smiled and stepped away. Barbara crawled up catwoman's frame, not yet letting the dildo touch her. Her nipples rubbed against catwoman's, and their lips brushed lightly, making catwoman shudder as she prepared to make out with the girl that had once been her arch-nemesis. When Babs saw desire in Selina's eyes, she let the toy slap against the Cat's pussy. 

Selina's eye shot down, and saw the long dong hanging from Babs. "So, you are going to deny Bruce my virginity?" 

Babs stopped for a moment. "You've never?"

Catwoman grinned. "Not with a man dear. I've been pretty much burning a candle for the Bat. I hoped that he would penetrate me first."

"Well, I have an idea." Babs frown disappeared, and she shifted her hips. Selina looked at batgirl, a bit confused, and felt a press at her ass. Her eyes widened. "Wait, Babsy, please, not there!" But just at that moment, the large toy cock pushed through into Selina's ass, and all thought of resistance failed her. She didn't even notice at first when Bruce Wayne entered the room. Babs was still pumping violently in her ass, making Selina cum over and over again. She noticed when Bruce took off his clothes, though. 

His thick, heavy cock hung in front of her face like catnip, driving her to lift her head and take in the first few inches. Bruce forced her to take more, shoving cock in her mouth to make her gag, spreading more and more spit on it while Selina's eyes started to water. Just when she could take no more, Bruce pulled away from her face, and she felt his tip at her lips, spreading her for his big cock to penetrate.

When Bruce's cock head pushed through,Selina's ass clenched on Babs' dildo. Babs could feel the pressure getting tighter on her thrusts, and assumed that Selina was nearing her first orgasm. She wasn't too far off.

Bruce slid in a little deeper, and encountered Selina's maidenhead. "Take a deep breath." He warned her, and halfway through doing so, he pushed through her hymen. A little blood flowed, but that was all. Batman had taken Catwoman's virginity, and she knew that she never wanted to feel another cock in her. She wanted to be with Bruce Wayne, and she had to be his.

Then Babs thrusted deep into her dark hole, and Bruce's cock was rubbed against the ribbed surface of the dildo in her ass. Selina's eyes rolled in her head with pleasure. Harlene started rubbing Selina's clit and made her howl with lust. A few minutes of this, and Catwoman came and came, and Bruce just kept slamming balls deep into her. She kept cumming, and he popped out a few times to watch her snatch violently erupt with juices, something Harlene seemed to enjoy watching. 

Eventually, Babs wore out and yanked the dildo from Selina's thoroughly pounded ass, and then removed the strap-on part, licked clean, and got Harlene to fuck her silly with it. They passed out together to the rhythmic sound of Bruce continuing to pound Selina's barely conscious form. A sudden groan woke the to girls up, as they recognized it. Bruce was getting ready to fill Selina's taut pussy, and it would be their job to clean her up afterward.

Bruce's cock erupted violently, blowing a load into Selina that filled her to the brim and still showed no sign of stopping. He came all over Selina, covering her tits and face while his muscles started twitching from the sheer volume of semen her sprayed. When it finally died down, Harlene and Babs started to lick all of it off Selina, starting with her face and working down to a point where they were arguing over who got to eat it out of her pussy. Bruce gave them a great solution. He gave them a speculum and a spoon, and said "Feed the kitten some cream." Then he walked out of the room, wondering how much longer he could keep up the pace he had set for himself fucking these amazing women.



Batman: Harem 04



04: Poisonous. 

Bruce sat in the Batcave, for the first time in weeks, he was able to sit alone with no one begging him for sex. He stared at the bat computer, leaving the girls to take care of each other. Harlene had stepped into her new role as Venus quite well, helping him break the spirit of Catwoman in a mere week by constantly keeping her orgasming, some times for a whole day. Peyton Riley, The second Ventriloquist, had also stepped up admirably, taking the role of Oracle over very efficiently. Selina would soon be ready to move into the "heroine" classification. All her testing was coming back positive. Took a little work, and Batman had had to spend the whole first three days fucking her... Well, maybe he didn't have to... but they had broken her of almost any desire to steal. Simply, when she resisted, they gave her what she wanted. They let her finish when she fought her impulses. 

All this was slightly complicated a few days ago. Dick Grayson, Nightwing, had come for a visit with Cassandra Cain, Black Bat, and Batgirl, AKA Barbara Gordon, let the secret slip to her old friend. Bruce was fairly sure Dick would want to bring the new organization down, but instead he and Cassandra ended up taking over for Harlene later that night, allowing Bruce to get a killer blowjob that lasted all fucking night. Cassandra had shipped out for China the next morning, and Dick left for Europe to help Batman Euro, AKA Jason Todd, institute the new program.

While Dick was away, Bruce had finished all the tests on Selina Kyle, fucked her silly one last time, and cleared her to leave her room, even though she was still restricted to one wing of the mansion. She had not been in the cave yet, but Harlene and Peyton worked all the time to keep on top of the city for the bat. Apparently the disappearance of several top notch criminals had an effect on the remainders, and the city had been largely quiet. That was about to change.

Harlene was actually in the training area of the cave. She was determined to help her new sugar on patrol eventually. At present she was retraining her reflexes from the goofball fighting style Joker had taught her to the flowing JKD style used by the Bat-family. Her time practicing was just starting to show, even though she did insist on being as distracting as possible by stretching nude before and after each practice. 

Peyton, on the other hand, was focusing on gathering information the way the first Oracle had, getting pointers from Babs between mouthfuls of sperm. Just this morning she had managed to find Killer Croc and alert GCPD of his location so that Bruce just watched as they pulled him out of the sewer and locked him up. She was focused to. She had alerted GCPD with Bruce's huge cock up her beautiful ass.

But the reason Bruce was staring at the screen made even the dark knight shudder. He was watching the computer synthesize a cure for this woman's condition he had used some years ago, though he doubted it would work the same way. When the capsules slid from a slot on the batcomputer, Harlene was finishing her workout. "Hey Brucey, I know you like it right after I finish workin' out. You wanna fuck my sweaty ass?" Bruce distractedly waved off the request and started putting on his armor. Harlene walked up to him, cowl in tow. "Hey Bruce, everything ok, sweetums?"

Wayne looked into the face of his first slave and then to the Batcomputer. "Harlene, have cell 4 ready. If you have it ready by the time I get home, I'll have a surprise for you." Bruce stepped away from Harlene, a cold, stern look on his face. Harlene wasn't used to this. Bruce had been far more given to smiling as of late, with Gotham's crime rate hitting the lowest levels in years. She turned to see who was on the computer's screen, trying to figure out the boss's demeanor, and saw the one name she feared most. Harlene turned back around to argue that he couldn't bring her in, but Batman was already gone. Harlene slipped to the floor. She realized that she might be about to lose her reason for living for the second time. 

When Peyton turned from her research to ask Harlene to bring her a vial, she saw Harlene nowhere. Also missing from the cave was Catwoman's old outfit, abandoned after her capture, a utility belt, and a cape from one of the old batsuits. And the batbike. Harlene was at present the only girl who could leave other than Babs, so Peyton put her headset on and put out a call to Bruce on his frequency. "Calling Batman, come in Bruce?"

Bruce sat in the Batmobile, roaring down the road towards the Gotham City Park, where indications were that Pamela Isley, also known as Poison Ivy, was destroying everything man-made in it. He put the car on auto and loaded the vial of antidote into a dart-gun, with two more stored in his belt. He noticed he was receiving a call from the cave, and touched the ear of the cowl, activating his headset. "Yes Peyton?"

Riley quickly explained the situation, and then Babs chimed in that she was overseeing the arrest of Two-Face so she couldn't intercept right that moment. Bruce grudgingly opened a channel to Harlene's personal comm. "Venus, what do you think your doing? You are not yet cleared for missions!"

Harlene heard Bruce, so she activated the device. "Bruce, we both know even you are hard pressed to beat this one. Just let me help!"

Bruce shook his head for a moment, then returned. "Alright, Harlene. I need you to meet me at my current location first. I have something that may help."

Five minutes later, Bruce and Harlene exchange a quick kiss and he sends her to the other side of the park with a sniper version of the antidote gun.

Bruce continues on the the park, and pulls right up to the entrance. Buildings all around show the marks of Ivy's influence. Literally hundreds of thousands of dollars of damage had already been done, and if she were to go unchecked, surely many millions more would suffer the same. But Batman wasn't going to let that happen. "Pamela, it's over. Surrender peacefully, or they police will light this place up with R.C. Sixty. Please don't make them kill you."

Isley was having none of it. "Never Batman. I'll kill you first!" Batman immediately dodged and shot the antidote gun. it hit a limb thrown up defensively, and not Isley. She smiled and one of her branches grabbed the gun from him. Bruce tried to fight, but found himself soon dragged to Ivy slowly, tortuously, by his feet. She held him up in front of her. "Now, Batman. I will see what so few have known. I will see who I am feeding to my plants." Ivy's tendril grabbed the cowl, and Batman struggled against it, in vain. "Well, I'll be. The Batman is really Bruce Wayne. Do you know much your money would help me toward setting up my little utopia? Too bad. Now, Mister Wayne," Ivy's tendrils were now stripping Bruce of armor, preparing him to be digested by the plants, "I believe I will kill y--" Ivy froze. Her face contorted in surprise and fear as her connection to the plants around her was severed. Slowly the roots holding Batman fell away. Pamela collapsed onto Bruce, who lifted her and started carrying her away. Harlene ran up, a huge smile on her face. "Did I do good, Bruce?"

"You saved my life, Harley. I'm really starting to like you. Let's go home."

Later that night, Bruce and Harlene arrived with their new acquisition. Bruce carefully locked Isley into one of his restraining beds. Then he sealed the special lock that prevented her psychic commands from reaching the plants around the mansion. Finally, he smiled as he shot a little modified Adrenaline into Pamela's neck. She woke up quickly. "Where am I?" Came her immediate query. 

Bruce smiled. All the girls were so cheeky when they came in. He walked in front of her to let her know that she was captured. Ivy raged against her restraints, full of fury, but with very little strength at the moment. She called out for the plants around her and found... Nothing. Not a single plant within her call. It was a feeling of extreme loneliness. She hadn't noticed what Wayne was saying during this time, but one phrase caught her attention. 

"Did you say Sexual Rehabilitation?"

Bruce smiled. "That usually gets a girls attention. I started with Quinn. I had her eating out of my hand in hours. She even helped me capture you. I know you are mad now, but I have a feeling that before long, You'll be thanking her for it. Right now, however, I think your first Fuck will be a little forcible, since you seem to respond best to force."

Batman stepped behind Pamela, and let a clasp go on the standing bed. It forced her over into a bent position. sliding her ass out into clear view. The Dark Knight slid a gauntleted finger under her bottoms, and snapped them. He reached into his utility belt next, and drew out a small device. Something Peyton had made him. A tracking device for his girls. Painlessly slid under the skin and was almost completely flat. He touched it to her ass cheek and slid his hard cock into her tight pussy so she wouldn't realize what he did.

Ivy's mind was defiantly not on the tiny pinch on her ass when Bruce's cock entered her. In fact, she almost felt like his tip poked her in the brain. She had not had a man in so many years, she had forgotten what a real cock felt like. And Batman's was much larger than even the largest she had ever had. Pamela quickly felt the throes of orgasm building deep in her loins. Surely she wasn't already cumming. Just as she started to lose her mind, Batman pulled his thick rod from her soaking pussy and slid four inches straight into her ass with no resistance at all. It wasn't until just then that she knew just how wet she was. He kept sliding deeper into her ass, burying his cock into her deep hole. Eight inches in, Her ass tightened even further, making him smile as he kept sliding. She was cumming again.

Batman hit a button, and Harlene came in. She stepped behind Bruce, helping aim his massive member into Ivy better. "Red, just let yaself go. There ain't a way outta here, so take the dick. It'll change your life."

Bruce decided that this was the moment in which to give her the full length. He gave Harlene a handsign, and she started kissing Ivy, something she has enjoyed many times before. Her tongue played with Ivy's, then Ivy's breath hitched as Bruce drove another four inches of cock deep into her ass. Poison Ivy knew both pain and pleasure. She had never felt like this. She could not imagine more pain than twelve stone hard inches of cock slammed fully flush in her asshole. She couldn't imagine more pleasure than the stimulation she received from it. She was crying tears of both pleasure and pain. She just barely wriggled, feeling like she was on a spit. Bruce rammed her deep and hard. Pulling out all the way, then stroking balls deep every stroke. Bruce could feel cum churning in his balls, but he knew that he had to embarrass Ivy to make her break. He waltzed to the front end of her, and Harlene sucked Ivy's juices from his cock. She kept sucking him while he removed the rest of Ivy's clothes. Her tits were smaller than the other girls, but her lips were meant to suck a dick. Bruce grabbed the antidote gun and placed it barrel touching Ivy's back right above her third vertebra. "Open your mouth. Bite me and You'll never feel your plants again.."

Ivy feared that more than anything else, so she opened wide. Bruce literally crammed his whole cock down her throat, making her choke and choke, coughing till he pulled out. He held her face up to really get to her. "You couldn't even make me nut with your mouth and your ass. You really are a sorry whore. I may just have to lock you up with the men for them to play with,m Bitch." He grabs Harlene's hand and leads her from the room. 

Harlene's face was troubled. "You wouldn't really give her to Mistah J and those othah Psychos, wouldya, puddin'?"

Bruce smiled at Harlene. "No, that's just to make her want to please me more next time. Do you mind putting me over the edge, by the way? I had a hard time not finishing on her face there."

Harlene's face lit up, and she spun around, dropping Catwoman's old suit off of her frame, exposing her entire breathtaking body in one simple movement. She spread her pussy lips and bent over, presenting her wet tightness to Bruce. He immediately slammed his twelve inch rod into her, taking her wet pussy from behind. He slammed Harlene hard, caring little for anything but jizzing hard into her depths. It took ten minutes, and playing with every sensitive area on her sexy body, but Harlene Quinzelle was truly laid, and made Bruce release his load directly into her sopping cunt. she poured juices all over him while he poured his own back into her. They reveled in the freeness of their copulation for a little while, then Harlene sucked all the cum off of Bruce, and they returned to the cave to continue her training, and Bruce had plans for all his other girls as well. He had a brilliant idea for his little sluts over the next few months. 



Batman: Harem 05



Batman: Harem 05

A little more action, please.

Weeks come and go in Gotham, and the Police Commissioner was starting to notice that the most violent criminals were slowly disappearing one by one. He held a press conference at town hall when asked about this by reporters, to which the Wayne family was invited. And did they ever show up.

Commissioner Gordon stood on the pedestal, thanking the people of Gotham for their support and their perseverance in the trying times that seemed to be passing. He reminded them of some of the disasters that had happened over the years. Joker's many reigns of terror, in particular, struck a vein with the people, as the walls of Arkham City still stood surrounding part of town, a tribute to how powerful the Clown Prince of Crime had once been. 

After the people of Gotham, Commissioner Gordon started to thank the police of Gotham City, every available member of which was in attendance. He specifically pointed out contributions of Detective Bullock, whose recently formed gang-buster team had found incredible success with the heads of the gangs missing.

All the while, Bruce Wayne sat at the back of the crowd, cheering for every officer they felt the need to introduce. He knew that the police handled the smaller stuff while he took care of Gotham's bigger problems, but without the police force, the city would have long since overwhelmed him. Batman was a true supporter of the boys in blue.

He was at the back of the crowd, however, because he didn't want his current group of young ladies to distract from the events going on all around. Standing in close proximity to him were all the girls he had reformed. 

Pamela Isley had recently rejoined the scientific community, when she was not helping Bruce as Nightshade or getting her brains fucked out. In the few short months since she started again, she had already used her expertise to make several new medicines, which far more effectively treated diseases that until recently had been thought incurable.

Selina Kyle had joined the security wing of Waynetech Ent., and had proven invaluable in finding weaknesses in their security systems. Just recently she had helped seal up the old Arkham Asylum area to hold the less dangerous psychopaths again, and since then people such as Calender man, Maxie Zeus, and even Johnathan Crane had all been unable to escape, despite all the assistance the other inmates provided. She also operated as part of Batman Inc. under the name Black Cat.

Harleen Quinzel, formerly the deranged Harley Quinn, had gone back into forensic Psychiatry for a time, but found that she wanted to please Bruce too much to be away from him all the time. She has now moved into the mansion and assumed the moniker of Valkyrie, fighting crime close on Bruce's heels, and as the girls know, fucking him more avidly than any of the rest of them combined.

The final reformed miscreant, Peyton Riley, uses her ventriloquist skills to support her new alter-ego, a comedienne performing in Gotham City. She uses the connections she has made this way as well as her old mob connections in her real job, the second Oracle.

The final femme fatale at the function is the lovely Barbara Gordon, The first and last Batgirl. Recently she has taken the moniker of Batwoman. Her crime fighting days are still running at their peak, and she shows no sign of stopping. Her original life has also continued, and she has recently graduated Harvard Law, becoming the District Attorney over Gotham, the same position once held by two-face. She recently came out of the closet as a bi-sexual, and is now living with her girlfriend, a young meta-human whose powers are only starting to show named Patricia Harwell. They live on the Wayne Manor property.

Each of the girls arrived separately from Wayne, except Harleen, whom he took to the event this time. The girls had been helping him maintain his playboy appearances by taking turns on his arm, making it look like what it really was. They all wanted him, all the time.

Gordon thanked several officers personally for their handling of the Arkham Crisis, and then several more for those who helped in the aftermath. Then finally, he arrived at the reason Wayne had come.

"And now, allow me to introduce a man who helped facilitate all of this. This man has generously given of his time and personal fortune more than many others could have given combined. This man personally sent his own security team to retrofit Arkham Island for medium security and low security prisoners. This man poured millions into the Justice League Prison that now houses the worst criminals on earth. This man has reformed a handful of the greatest criminals Gotham has ever known. And on this glorious day, he has decided to make two announcements that he assures me are going to change the world we live in! Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, Mister Bruce Wayne!"

Bruce stood, signaling for Quinzel to stay in her seat. He walks up to the podium that Gordon had been standing at all this time. Smiling, he looks out at the crowd, a little tickle at the back of his mind reminding him that he can make up some BS and not go through with this. He looks one at a time at his girls, each in a different spot, each comfortable with his decision. Finally, he speaks.

"Citizens of Gotham City, I have come to you as a man who spent most of his life here. I am now forty six years old, and I have lost a step, maybe, but I am still myself at heart. Thirty-eight years ago, in a section of the city now called crime alley, my mother and father were shot dead by a man later discovered to be a hood named Joe Chill. I was eight at the time. I decided to leave the family estate in the hands of my father's servant, Alfred, and Waynetech Enterprises, back then called Wayne Technology Corporation, in the hands of my father's dear friend and fellow philanthropist, Luscious Fox.

I left and traveled the world. I searched for something in this big world that made sense to my young mind. For another eight long years I traveled from place to place, learning what I could from each place. Paris, London, Dresden, I studied in all of them. Finally, seeking enlightenment, I went to Tibet. I climbed a mountain said by many to be the home of an ancient monastic order who had found peace in their teachings.

Here, I met my first great mentor. A man named Ra's Al Ghoul. Yes, he is the same who now occasionally attempts to slaughter thousands in maniacal fits of fury. Yes, he is the same who is now locked in the Justice League Watchtower. But then, he was the head of an ancient monastic order, who had not left the mountain in many years. He taught me to fight, in a way that has served me many times as of late, including during the Arkham City Incident. He taught me methodology that I would apply to Waynetech to make it the dominant technology company in Gotham City, a competitor even with Lexcorp. from Metropolis. Waynetech has become a major power, and because of that, I have felt the need to help get killers like Joe Chill off the streets. To that end, I have for years been supplying GCPD with special tools, upgrading their prisons, and offering any help I can.

And this is where the first revelation takes place. When I returned to the States, I donned a cape and cowl and became a masked crime-fighter. And a founding member of the JSA. In case you are still wondering," Wayne pulls a yellow and black bat symbol badge from his pocket and holds it up in the air, "I'm Batman. Or, at least I have been. The second revelation is that starting tomorrow I am starting a second company of sorts."

At this point the crowd suddenly jumped to their feet as the shock of Batman's identity wore off, and Wayne had to take time to calm everyone down before he could continue his announcement.

"The second company is called Batman Inc. I have already registered the Copyright. I have highly trained heroes stationed in trouble spots all over the world, where they can act as first responders to major emergencies. Like I have done for so many years.

My retirement from being Batman, however, does not mean that I am leaving Gotham unprotected. Meet my successor."

At this moment, a man in the latest bat-suit, bearing the modified Bat-symbol that Batman Inc. uses, landed next to Wayne, along with a boy in a Robin uniform.

"This is Batman Gotham from this day forward. I will be running day to day operations of both companies and recruiting new members into the Batman brand. The new Batman, however, is as capable as I ever was, he learned everything he knows from me. And he will have the full support of my team, just like I always have. And with that ladies and gentlemen, I'll open the floor to questions."

Barbara could tell Bruce was eating up the attention during the Q&A session, while Dick Greyson, the new Batman Gotham, and Damien Wayne, the current boy wonder, stood silently nearby. She silently laughed to herself, remembering how he had scolded dick and herself for enjoying the limelight once. She sat with the GCPD officers, drawing many stares with a shorter skirt and her hand on her new partners lap. 

Forty-five minutes later, the Q&A session was over and Bruce Wayne stepped off the stage. Batman Inc. had been officially announced, and Wayne was no longer Batman. Per se.

He would still be donning the cape and cowl for one purpose. He had been found to be the only member of the bat-family that could break the wills of the supervillainesses. His hard cock was still the only one used to destroy the wills of hardened criminals.

As Bruce and Harleen hopped into the car for the trip home, the other girls each took their own cars and rode to Wayne manor on several different paths. 

Harleen would not wait until they got home, though. She pulled his cock from his pants almost before they had gotten the door closed to the Rolls. She immediately impaled herself on it, taking the twelve inch monster almost to the hilt. She gulped hard and forced herself to finish, swallowing the last of it. She felt his pubes on her nose, his balls on her chin. She held herself there, gagging slightly, using her tongue to lick his balls. She had learned that if she held herself deep enough down on him for long enough, he would blow his first load fairly quickly. She kept her head down for five, ten, fifteen seconds, her eyes tearing up. At one minute, she pulled back a bit and started moving her throat up and down. Two more minutes, and she could feel his rod trying to jerk around, * precum * She thought. Finally, a minute later, she felt the start of his load unleashing, and pulled him from her throat. She sucked down bunches of his sperm, swallowing as fast as she could, with little streams shooting onto her face as the Rolls pulls into the auto-pool, and then the platform it sits on slowly lowers into the cave. 

"Harleen, I need you to be especially on your guard today. We are going to move the Joker into the improved super-max Gulag prison, and I need you to stay strong for me. Will you be able to?"

Quinzel looks at Bruce's face, streams of his cum all over her face, "I won't even clean up, Brucey. I want Mistah J to know I'm with you now."

Wayne smiles as Harleen, and then turns to the control tower. "Oracle, raise the holding cell."

The huge hole in the cave that has been sitting open for months, suddenly has chains with hooks lowered into it. The chains drop into the hole for what seems like an eternity, but suddenly start to lift back out. The top edge of the titanium cube shows brightly, the blue hue of the metal working to slightly impress Harleen now that she was seeing it. The women who had joined what was now Batman Inc. lined the way from the door of the cell to the teleportation chamber to the Gulag facility on the Watchtower Satellite. 

As Harleen fell into line, she stood next to Pamela, while Bruce waited nearby and the new Batman and Robin waited for Joker to come out at the end of the line. Pamela quietly whispered to Harleen, "Slut." with a joking tone.

Harleen's reply never came, as the door to the cell opened with a visible hiss and a brilliant white light, followed by light smoke. Then a shadow. As the doors opened, bright green hair, incredibly pale skin, and a wide, ruby red smile showed before the white straight jacket and chained legs broke the illusion of the Joker being free. As the madman stumbled forward towards the teleporter, each of the women gripped various weapons tightly, even though they knew that all the security of the cave stood between Joker and them, they also knew that this was the Joker, a man they had all seen do amazing things in crime. A man that at times seemed to defy the laws of the universe to accomplish his evil schemes.

Finally, Joker reached the end of the line and saw Harleen.

"Harley, a friendly face. How did you get in..." His face turned immediately dark as he noticed thick streams of cum covering his now ex girlfriend.

"Mistah J, I found me a real man. The Batman treats me better than you ever did. Have fun in prison." Harleen wiped a strand of Bruce's jizz from her face, slid it into her mouth, and made a popping noise as she pulled it out.

Joker started to jump at her, when Batman grabbed his arm and threw him into the teleporter. "Tell the old man we'll be back soon."

*

Up on the Watchtower prison block, Joker came out the other side of the teleporter, and landed up against one of the mightiest of earth's heroes, Superman. Batman followed, and they lead Joker to his cell, past the likes of Killer Croc and Reverse-Flash. Joker didn't seem much of a threat anymore, though. All he could say was "She went to the bat?"

*

Back in the cave, Bruce Wayne walked from the shadows and turned off the teleporter. 

"Alright girls, I feel like starting to take you one at a time, so I need a way to pick you. I'm thinking that drawing straws is the fairest way."

A few minutes later, the longest straw had gone to Barbara, while the other girls were assigned an order to take their turn in based on the length of their straw. Bruce led Babs and Patricia to their private room in the mansion.

*

Babs arrived in the room, all smiles. Patricia was not so sure, having never been with a man before, but Babs kept reassuring her that if anyone was the man to go with, it was Bruce.

As soon as they arrived, Babs dropped her clothes. "Pat baby, trust me. After tonight, you will be as bi as I am. Bruce's cock is amazing. That fucking wierdo Greyson had almost completely broken me to sex when I first took this monster." At this point she reaches into Bruce's Chinos and pulls out his huge dick. She immediately sucks down eight inches of it before she continues talking.

"It will guaranteed blow your fucking mind, baby. Come on, try sucking on this monster!"

Patricia was quite different from the other girls. Her blonde hair was only shoulder length, her face like that of a porcelain doll, no a sign of any make-up, despite her rosy cheeks and bright red lips. She looked at the monster in front of her with a look of slight amazement on her face. Her perfect face gave way to a long neck, thin enough that when she tried to deep throat Bruce's cock, he could see the tip clearly outlined against her skin. Her clothing was removed by Barbara, who was hungrily trying to get at the girls pussy. Her small breasts, perhaps a B cup, were very perky, almost too much so to believe. Her nipples hardened as soon as Barbara's tongue touched her clit, and she sucked a little harder as her breathe caught. As the line of her body continued down, her hips seemed more thin than any of the girls that he was used to. Her thin frame didn't look like it would be able to take his hard rod. 

Patricia had never experienced cock before, and for some reason she couldn't quite explain, she couldn't seem to get enough of Mr Wayne's. Maybe it was her girlfriends excitement when she tried to swallow it, maybe it was that she really was secretly bi, but for some reason this man's hard cock made her very excited. She kept trying to swallow deeper, but at eight inches deep, she coughed, then she gagged. After another attempt, she pulled her throat from Wayne's cock, trying not to choke on the slab of man meat. Her eyes watered, but something made her want to try again. Again and again, in fact. She plunged his huge slab down her tiny throat again. She wanted to make him jizz in her throat. She wanted to try and swallow it all. She could not tell why she was so determined, but she was. She rammed more of it down her throat, slobbering all over it. She seemed to have lost her mind, slobbering hard all over the cock, drooling so hard that some of it was slipping past her lips.

She momentarily stopped when she saw Babs' face between her knees and remembers that Babs has been seeing this whole thing. For a moment, she was very embarrassed, but then she remembered that she had been told to enjoy herself, so she tried to take the cock again. She gagged at nine inches this time, but held her head down, intentionally choking herself, and spraying out a little bit of her girlcum onto Babs' face. She kept choking until she was about to pass out. Just before she did, she pulled her head away from his cock, and his cock jerked so hard it hit her in the face.

"Babs, come share me with her. She deep throats very well, if not yet very deep." Bruce moaned. Babs immediately jumped up to impale her throat, balls deep, on Bruce's hard cock, moving Patricia from it. Patricia thought about it for a moment, and then lay down on her back and slid under Babs. She immediately licked at Bab's wet pussy, grinning as she got back to a more familiar taste.

Babs felt wonderful. First she had the feeling of control, feeling Bruce letting her take control, she felt his long, strong dick sliding into her throat, she licked his special spot, even worked her pink tongue into the little hole on the tip a little. She sucked in hard as her head slid down, and blew out lightly as she let his cock out of her mouth. Contrasting this at the same time she felt the total surrender of having someone else knowing what was going to happen next while she was in the total dark, the two sensations blew her mind. She was in a state of ecstasy, driven wild. She ground her hips into Patricia's face while sucking hard on Bruce's cock. When she creamed on Patricia's face, and she felt Bruce's cock twitch, she knew he was getting ready to finish, so she pulled him from her throat. She flipped her girlfriend onto her stomach, kissing her neck, and then lay on top of her, squishing her tits into Patricia's back. Almost too late, she whispers, "Get ready, baby. He's gonna come in us." 

Bruce stroked the full length of his thick cock into Patricia, filling her up completely, and he started releasing his seed almost straight into her womb. Patricia felt the sperm enter her, her mind almost a complete blank for a time. Finally, she realized that he was also cumming in Babs, because his sperm had begun to run down her ass crack, and Babs' drool was dripping on her face. She didn't mind. She loved being impaled of Wayne's spear of a cock, and intended to become a full-time bisexual with Babs as soon as they woke up.

Bruce watched the two girls collapse exhausted after the fucking. He smiled as he pulled on his pants to leave the room, intent on going a round with his favorite girl, when a JL alert came through. The holoscreen popped up to reveal Martian Manhunter and Superman. 

"Bruce, we got information you might like to have. We found someone in your back yard, someone you are closely connected to." Superman said, as stoic as ever.

Martian Manhunter opened his mouth to speak, and his creepy monotone emphasized the wave of emotion that took Bruce immediately. "Talia Al'Ghul is in Gotham."




Batman: Harem 05



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Ok, I want to thank my fans for holding out This story was originally completely different, but it's original form did not meet Literotica standards, so I have had to completely rewrite this chapter. Because of this, I have taken a really long time for this one and it is really not up to my standard. I had to hurry. My last chapter for this story is going to be next, and so much better. I appreciate your support. 



Batman: Harem 06



Chapter 6: Love of his life. 

Thanks for all of your support. Now to the story. 

She stood perfectly still, her skin tight leather combat suit hugging her every curve. All around her, thousands of foot soldiers for the Demon organization hurriedly rushed to make preparations. Each wears as the only symbol of his allegiance a wakezashi sword of high quality, some of the higher ranking soldiers swords are several centuries old.

The woman's raven hair whips in the wind, and she slowly turns, her eyes closed. The dock they are on has been unused for several weeks, and their arrival was unscheduled, so no one should be here. Talia was sure, however, that she sensed her former lover. She felt the powerful presence of the Batman. In all of Talia's life, only twice had she felt this deep chill, the thrill of a person of incredible wisdom, power, and ability within close proximity to her was unmistakable. Two men had ever inspired this feeling. One of them was busy rebuilding Krypton. That meant that Wayne was nearby. Her beloved Bruce, the father of her son, who had now taken to his side.

Bruce Wayne was her greatest weakness. So strong and skilled, he had defeated even her father, the legendary Ra's al Ghul, in single combat. He had out-planned the greatest strategist ever known, and had had one more escape plan than the great escape artist. He had ended Ra's' reign of terror for many years, even with Ra's resurrecting stronger every time. And finally, he had survived where the Demon himself had not. The explosion of wonder tower, the whole damn top blew off. Ra's had been in it. Bruce had been in it. Hugo Strange had been in it. Strange was found in the wreckage, literally roasted alive. He had not survived. Ra's had fallen all the way from the top to land spine first on the tip of a spike fence. His last order had been not to resurrect him again. He was done. He had seen the very lip of true insanity and, unlike so many, he knew that to step farther would be to give himself up. 

Besides, with Talia having finally finished her training and the birth of Damien, Ra's felt it was time to hand over the title. 

Talia felt the cold tingle again, the feeling of the man she wanted. She tried to tell where he was, but couldn't get a solid idea. Suddenly, she felt his cape all around her. 

Bruce could never hold himself around her. Once he took out her henchmen, he dropped down onto the box she occupied, and slid his hands around her slim waist.

"I am going to offer you something you and your father asked me for thousands of times. I want you to be mine. But you need to understand that things are different with me as well. I have started a new program, reforming females... interestingly. I've been fucking the evil out of them, honestly. And the men have been carted off to the JL Gulag. I want for you to marry me, and let me join the Batman Inc. to the Demon Organization. Instead of what your group has been doing, I want you to help me make them into a global force for good."

While he spoke, Batman walked slowly around Talia. He knew he was offering her what she wanted most of all. He knew he was giving her a chance to reunite her broken family. A chance to stand with him for what was right. A chance to be a mother to their son again. 

Talia's mind reeled at the possibilities. Her family could be one. She could be happy, her family could all be the same group, and she would be gaining the training of the Batman for her father's failing organization. Her failing organization.

She agreed.

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At the Batcave, Bruce had called all of the new members of the Bat-family together. 

Valkyrie(AKA Harlenne Quinzell) was first to arrive. She wore her new Bat-suit uniform, her Batman Inc. shield on the left breast of the black and gold suit. Slowly, Nightshade, Second Oracle, Black Cat, and Batwoman, (AKA Pamela Isley, Peyton Riley, Selena Kyle, and Barbara Gordon) assembled, each dressed in their own Bat-suits. Finally, the new Batman and Robin, Dick Grayson and Damien Wayne.

The Batmobile pulled into the cave. Everyone could see that someone was riding shotgun. They all stared as Bruce got out and walked around to the other side. As he walked, he spoke.

"Ladies, our guest here is going to be joining your ranks for a while. After we have trained her, she will be a valuable asset to Batman Inc. She is highly trained already. She is the leader of her own organization. Once she is one of you, her organization will join ours. I need you girls to welcome her. Dick, behave."

Bruce opened the door and Talia stepped out. Damien's eyes went wide. "Mom? You're coming to our group?" 

Talia jumped to Damien and grabbed him into a hug. "Bruce! You didn't tell me he was already serving as Robin!"

Bruce smiled. "What did you expect. He is our son."

The other members of the group were stunned. Dick could barely breathe. He hadn't seen Talia Al Ghul in years, and for her to be in the Batcave was making him almost hyper ventilate.

Harlenne didn't quite know what to do. She was afraid that someone like Talia joining the group would make the bat less attentive to his current girls. She quickly decided to make her next blow job session with Bruce even better than usual.

Pam Isley smiled big. She new Wayne would be able to handle everyone. She also knew Talia Al Ghul's private guard was an all girl group. Talia would have some pussy eating experience. 

Peyton just noted into her homemade app on her cell that the Demon organization was no longer a threat and smile at Bruce's progress. She knew after a big conquest he would be horny, and she planned on being nearby for a few days in case he wanted her ass.

Babs could not contain herself. She immediately stepped away to call Pat and tell her to get her sweet ass down to the cave ASAP.

Selina started licking her lips. She wanted to be the cat that ate the cream from the new girls cunt.

The girls waited for Talia to release Robin, the accepted her into their ranks. They walked away with her in their midst.

Robin looked at Bruce. "Ok old man. What are the girls going to do to mom?"

Bruce looked Damien in the eyes. "Someday, son, you might find out. For now, I believe the caped crusaders need to be going after Clayface, don't you?

"Yes Bruce." Dick intoned. The two took off.

"And now for tonight's entertainment." Bruce walked to a room where his surveillance equipment was. Since Catwoman's capture and conversion, a tradition amongst the girls was that they got to take care of new girls before Bruce came in and tore them open. It had become a part of this tradition that Bruce watched over the camera system to judge when he was ready to take over.

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Each of the girls stood near a large bad. This was not a prison room, but just a regular room where Talia was to be trained in what Bruce Wayne was doing to convert female supervillains.

On the bed, Talia lay naked. Her hair was fanned out around her head, her alabaster flesh exposed for the girls to see. Her pubic hair was shaved into a tiny jet black strip from her lips up an inch or so. Her 36 C tits, 20 inch waist, and 36 inch hips were proportioned so perfectly that the other girls could do nothing but stare for a moment. When they regained their composure, the first to act was Peyton. 

Peyton dove in with Gusto. She had heard of Talia's sexual prowess once one got her going, and she wanted to see for herself. Only moments into the tonguing Peyton had wrapped her nimble tongue around Talia's perfect pink pearl. She sucked at it through a tube she made with her tongue, and enjoyed the shudder coursing through the daughter of Batman's oldest nemesis. 

Seeing Talia shudder made Selina and Harlenne suddenly come to attention, and they each decided to take a nipple to lick. Her perfect tits suddenly taken like they were, Talia's hips jerked up into Peyton's mouth. Pamela drove two fingers all the way in to Talia, rubbing her g-spot to compliment Peyton's violent tongue lashing. 

Talia felt each woman's tongue. She felt Peyton and Pamela drinking in her essence, Selina and Harlenne suckling her nipples, and strangely, she felt like she was being watched. Of course, she was, but she didn't understand why she felt it.

Not that the feeling detracted from the pleasure she felt. Her body twitched, jerked, and shook, just on the edge of creaming herself. She tried to fight her urges. To not give them the satisfaction. But she could only hold out for a little while. Peyton's tongue was too talented. Pamela's fingers too perfect at finding her weak spots. Selina and Harlenne were sucking too hard on her nipples. 

She felt a gush of warmth inside her. Her pussy seemed to pour juices and her muscles jumped randomly and totally. She jerked as she felt total release and pleasure, screamed out and felt her mind go dark as the little death took her. She finally fell asleep as the girls left, giggling to themselves about what was to come for the woman.

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Harlenne waltzed into the observation room. Among the girls, only she and Babs had clearance here. Bruce sat back with his cock out, waiting for her. She had become his special warm up exercise for each new girl. "When you cum once," he was fond of saying, "it helps you last longer after." 

So before he fucked one of the other girls, Harlenne got first dibs on his long, thick cock. She grinned to herself as she got on her knees in front of him. She had sucked his cock many times. She thought back to some of them as she licked away at him now. One of her blowjobs had been used to make the Joker into a broken shell of his former self. Bruce had forced him to watch her take the twelve inch leviathan, and Joker just stared. After Bruce had shot a massive load, far more than Joker's limp dick had ever done, onto her face and down her throat. When they lead him away, he didn't even tease the guards.

She also remembered the day when she had blown him on top of Wayne Tower. It had been interesting, the wind whipping around them as she sucked him down. She swallowed the whole monster as she remembered watching one of Bruce's spurts fly off the side of the building.

She decides to focus on here and now, and chokes down the cock time after time. She wants his cum in her throat. 

But Bruce wasn't interesting in that. He grabbed the ponytail Harlenne kept her hair in when not in her gear, yanked her throat from his cock, and stood her up. "Harlenne, I need your pussy."

"Of course, Brucey." She lifted one leg while still standing face to face with him. The leg went onto his shoulder and she tiptoed for a moment to impale herself on the rod. She felt the head at her lips, and let herself slide down onto it. He filled her so totally. No man had ever done this to her. Something about Bruce's cock was just so... perfect. It hit all her spots, filled her completely, and drove her crazy. Harlenne untied Bruce's tie, wrapped each hand in one side of it, and hopped her other leg onto his shoulder, holdng herself up with the tie. 

Bruce waited until she completed the complex little move, then took hold of her ass and pulled it away until only the tip of his cock was inside her. He let go, and her sopping pussy slid all the way back onto him, until his balls touched her ass almost. Then he pulled her back again, , and slammed his rod into her. The momentum carried her back out to his tip, and he slammed into her again.

Harlenne knew that she wouldn't last long like this. He was slamming her kidney deep and lightning fast. She could almost feel him hitting her fallopian tubes. He was definitely inside her uterus. Her eyes fluttered and her brain started to lose it's focus. She twitched, clenching tightly, and started squirting on his cock. Her pussy squeezed hard and he unloaded pouring shot after shot of goo into her, and she felt her pussy fill up. Her arms gave, and for a moment, she thought she would hit the floor. She felt two strong arms around her, and let her head roll back. She saw the clock and, as usual, realized that it took far longer than she thought. She had apparently lost over an hour of what had just happened to black-out orgasms. One more thing only Bruce's cock had ever done to her.

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Talia was coming two almost an hour and a half after the girls had licked, bit and fingered her silly. She thought that Bruce would leave her to rest after such an intense orgasm, but as she opened her eyes, she knew she was wrong. The first thing she saw was the head of Bruce's marvelous cock. She immediately opened her mouth and grabbed his shaft. She knew what to say to make him ready to nail her. 

"I'm so glad that I'll never have to commit a crime again. Bruce, you have made me a better, happier woman. I'm yours, and my people are yours. You are to be the leader of the greatest crime fighting organization of all time. You are my king. You will rule my body. My life. My soul. Fuck me."

Bruce obliged. He drove himself balls deep into her pussy. His cock twitched immediately. She was incredibly tight, warm, and wet. 

Talia hadn't had a man since Damien's birth almost nine years ago. He filled her so well and so completely that she was twitching and jerking immediately. She took only a few moments to start cumming. Bruce was not as easy to finish. He pumped her through orgasm after orgasm, making her shake and scream, her body shaking as she enjoyed his cock. 

She came harder and harder, something Bruce had come to call a "daisychain" orgasm, each successive climax building on the last until her occasional jerk, twitch, and scream had become a constant scream, her muscles all over her body tensing hard and releasing every couple of minutes. Her eyes were half closed and rolled back in her head, her mouth completely open wide to the point where her jaw looked unhinged. 

Bruce lifted her and used her weight to slam his cock deeper into her. He drove himself into her as deep as he could. He did it as hard as he could. He shot the head of his cock into her uterus, somewhere she had not felt anything for a long time. She threw her head back and continued screaming. 

"This is better than ever before. He is taking it to me so hard. He is giving me so much more than last time. He wants it. He needs to feel his seed in me like I need to feel it!"

Bruce dropped her back to the bed, then slammed her some more. He felt his cock boiling up. It had been nearly an hour, and he was almost ready to release inside her. He tried to tell her what was about to happen, but all that came out was her name. "Talia!" he felt his knees shake, his body clench. He drove as deep into her as he could. His entire cockhead was in her uterus. He poured it into her, filling her body from the deepest depth to complete flooding, and watched as a bit of it poured down her ass crack. He turned away after a moment, trying to maintain his composure until out of the room. At the door, he looked to Babs and Patricia and told them, "It's all yours, ladies. Call everone in and share the cream. Be done by morning. Damien and Dick are due back in an hour."

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So there it is, another chapter to the story. I am going to be splitting the story from here, an one side, I will be going into more detail of the Breaking of Harley Quinn, and on the other side will be one of the girls starting her own Batman Inc. Franchise in another DC City where she can take on the forces of that city the way Batman has taken on crime in Gotham. Which girl? Will she clean up the city? Wait , which city? 

You will just have to wait.