Harley's Girl [Chapter 5, Needing A Way Out] (Patreon)

Being left to dangle for hours in an empty room caused Barbara's mind to wander deliriously.

Shadows, voices, and everything under the sun were presented to Barbara in those dark days. Harley didn't visit her all that much, usually only to feed her and give her a new bucket to go to the bathroom, all of which she did while Harley herself kept a watchful gaze on her. At times, she even went so far as to make demeaning remarks that only deepened her already boundless hatred for this woman.

But for the most part, Harley wasn't spending all that much time with Barbara. Something that actually seemed to be fine with the vigilante, although, at the same time, it left her to live with the isolation as for most of the day she was dangling from the ceiling, feeling her legs slowly heal back to complete form as she waited for her moment to escape.

"35 bottles of milk on the wall, 35 bottles of milk. Take one down, pass it around, 34 bottles of milk on the wall. 34 bottles of milk." Barbara muttered the chime to herself as her gaze stayed low toward the floor. She couldn't quite remember exactly the last time Harley had visited her. Turns out, having no way to tell time left her to do a lot of guesswork, which didn't make maintaining her grasp on her already shaken sanity any easier for herself.

With a sigh, Barbara turns her attention to the ceiling above her and the chain that kept her up. On countless occasions, she tried pulling herself free to no avail. Which, to be perfectly honest, made a fair amount of sense because the only things she had eaten recently were fast food and other unhealthy things Harley bought her, sustenance that didn't leave her in all that much of a primed position to heal and move forward from what had happened. Still, though, she could feel the steady progress in her legs and arms as her body worked itself back up. But there was an idea that lurked in the back of her mind regarding the possibility of Harley breaking her legs once again just so that she could keep her immobilized.

Slam!

Barbara's head perks up as she hears a nearby door slamming open, after which, instead of a singular pair of footsteps, Barbara hears what sounds like two people making their way toward the room, quickly sparking some semblance of hope within the vigilante. This had to be it. This had to be. They were finally here to save her!

Barbara couldn't even help but smile as the door opens, but instead of Bruce, Dick, Tim, Jason, or just about anyone who would be willing to help her, in walks Harley once again, this time joined by none other than Poison Ivy.

"See, I told you I had her, Pammy." Harley says as she points toward Barbara, simultaneously noticing the brief grin Barbara has on her face before it falters to her usual furious glare. "And now would you look at that. She's even happy to see us." Harley giggles while Poison Ivy looks shocked for her part as she walks over toward Barbara.

"God, Harley. You weren't kidding." Ivy remarks, walking around the prone vigilante and getting a good look at her. For her, seeing someone who had kicked her ass plenty over on multiple occasions like this was almost disturbing, but for the most part, the sense of satisfied arousal was dominant beyond all else.

"Ivy. I knew she'd bring you along eventually." Barbara growls, with Ivy looking slightly taken aback before the botanical villainess rears back a hand and slaps the vigilante across the face, pushing another giggle out of Harley.

"Yeah, she's still got a little sass to her, but we're working on it." Harley says as she walks over to join Ivy, speaking as if Barbara were nothing more than a pet. "Although, if we're being perfectly honest here, I think the attitude adds something to it." She remarks, leaning up against her galpal as they look at her.

"How'd you do it?" Ivy asks, ignoring what Harley says as she turns to look at her.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah! I hit her with a car." Harley explains bluntly, making Ivy laugh while Barbara sneers at the both of them. "Yeah, turns out the simplest way to get rid of a pest is to attack it directly." She adds, making Ivy laugh even more.

"Ivy. If you know what's good for you, you'll- GRK!" Before Barbara can finish her threat, Ivy grows a phallic-looking plant from her hand that she then jams down the vigilante's face, just about clogging her airway if not for the small that went through the entire thing.

"Never thought I'd see a day like this finally come." Ivy chuckles before reaching out an arm to pull Harley further up against herself. "All the idiotic fights, battles, humiliation, and now here she is." She adds as she reaches out a hand to brush it across Barbara's face, something that the vigilante pulls her head away from. "So, have you been training her like you said you would?" Ivy asks as she turns back toward Harley.

"Yep!" Harley proudly announces before she walks behind Barbara to grab some of her hair and pull her head back to meet Ivy's gaze. "Hasn't been the easiest thing in the world, but the bitch is learning how to take cock, that's for certain." Harley smiles as she reaches down a hand to tightly grab at Barbara's rear, causing the heroine to let out a slurred groan as the growth remains in her mouth.

Ivy chuckles again before raising a hand to facepalm herself, not out of embarrassment or disappointment, but just out of pure shock at what she was looking at. "So I'm guessing you finally did what you set out to do?" Ivy asks, sighing as she turns back to Harley, all the while referring to what the clown princess in crime had in store for Barbara for the next year.

"Nah, not yet." Harley responds, fingers digging even deeper into Barbara's ass. "Batbroad here had a little idea about making the occasion a little bit more special, and I found myself agreeing with the sentiment." She explains, sparking some concern from Ivy, the usual look she had whenever Harley had a ridiculous plan.

"Are you sure that's a good idea, Harley?" Ivy asks, cocking one hip to the side as she looks at her. "You know how hard they're looking for her. Maybe it's best to get things moving before things get derailed." She explained, sparking some concern from Barbara that Harley might end up listening to her and pushing things ahead of schedule.

Luckily, though, diminishing some of those worries, Harley laughs as she says, "It'll be fine. They might be smart little cookies, but you know where we are. There'll be no chance in Hell they'll be able to find her before I get what I need from her." She adds, giving Barbara some solace that the rest of the family is still looking for her.

But after toying with her ass a little bit more, Harley turns to Ivy and asks, "So, wanna have some fun?" Something that Ivy herself seemed slightly taken aback by while deep down within Barbara's mind, a part of her knew something like this was coming, no matter how hard she didn't want it to.

Taking a step closer, Ivy looks at Barbara, an expression of conflict on her face as she looks at her. "I don't know, Harls. This isn't really isn't my usual cup of tea." Ivy voices her concerns, while Harley doesn't seem dissuaded by what she says.

"Oh, come on! Don't tell me you haven't thought about making one of these little shits eat you out, or maybe...." Harley trails off as she walks back over to Ivy and trails a finger up from her friend's crotch all the way up to her chest. "Maybe have them do something a little bit more special. I mean, I wouldn't blame you if you were able to grow one as big as this." Harley says as she reaches down a hand to fish out her cock from her lower garments. Its large girth and size caused Ivy's eyes to widen as she got a good look at the weapon her galpal was packing.

"I...." Ivy's words die her throat before she swallows some spit. And much to Barbara's frustration and fear, she begins to look convinced by Harley's words. However, as a small smile grows across her face, instead of going with what the clown princess of crime had come up with, Ivy says, "No. I think I have a better idea." Something Harley herself seemingly couldn't be more excited by as she then goes on to say, "Get her down. I want her on her knees in front of you." Ivy says, Harley obliging the request as she walks over and undoes the bindings that kept Barbara strung up.

"I hope you're ready, Batbroad, 'cause your about to have a Helluva time with two attractive bad bitches." Harley giggles as she tears the gag from Barbara's mouth, allowing her to breathe more easily. Then, she releases the vigilante down to her knees.

"Go fuck yourself, Harley." Barbara spits back, making the woman in question giggle.

"Now, why would I want to do something like that," Harley pauses mid-sentence to stand in front of Barbara, cock aimed right at her face. "When I have someone like you to do that for me?" She finishes before turning to look at Ivy. "Anything else you want me to do, Pammy?"

"Hmm, hold on." Ivy hums as she reaches up to tear open her shirt, exposing her breasts to the crisp air of the room, something that sparks a drop of pre to ooze out from Harley's tip that's then brushed up against Barbara's face as Ivy then kneels down right alongside the vigilante, coming face to face right alongside her as they both gaze as the clown princess of crime's fat juicy member.

"God, I can't believe this is happening...." Barbara thinks to herself as she feels Ivy settle in next to her. Of all people, of all possible fucking people, and the person had to be Poison Ivy, the one who gave Harley her new muscle in the first place and which led to countless moments of torment at the sick sexual woman before her.

"Alright! Let's get this show on the road, shall we-" Harley says as she reaches out a hand to grab Barbara by the hair, but before she can, Ivy suddenly reaches out a hand and grabs her wrist, taking her off guard as she then turns her cock to face toward her.

"You've told me good things about this. I think it's appropriate that I get a taste of what she's been getting." Ivy gestures over toward Barbara, who looks back at her, shocked, at the same time, feeling partially relieved that she wouldn't have to take the monster down once again.

Harley didn't seem to mind either as she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Ok. Fine by me, Pammy." All before watching and enjoying as Ivy leans her head forward and takes the head of her cock into her mouth, and without another notice, manages to glide her head halfway down the clown princess of crime's cock without gagging for a single second, all of which was utterly astonishing as it was horrifying. While for Harley, she couldn't be happier. "Oh! Red! I always forget how good you are with your mouth. It's like a fucking vacuum in there." Harley moans as she pushes her cock deeper into Ivy's maw, something that didn't seem to be an issue at all for the woman in question as she swiftly throats the massive, thick, meaty member.

Seeing it up close, though, still made Barbara more than uncomfortable. Seeing her captor get blown by her galpal before they both did God knows what to you, it would've been the type of situation that would've made Joker laugh himself to death all over again. But for Barbara, it was happening not even a foot away from her as she watched how effortlessly Ivy worked herself to navigate her head all the way down to the point that her nose bumped into the clown's waist.

All before sliding her head all the way back and doing the same thing over again without even so much as a single cough. In almost any other circumstance, that would've practically been impressive to the vigilante, but in this current context, she couldn't help but feel horribly disgusted by the whole ordeal.

Especially as Harley began to slam her hips into Ivy's face, at the same time moaning and groaning pleasurably as she rode her way to a comfortable orgasm that has her pressing her cock all the way down Ivy's throat and spraying load after load of fluids even as the clown began pulling herself back out from her friend's gullet. Ultimately though, at the end of the whole ordeal, Ivy was a mess of fluids with a face covered with cum and a mouth full of the stuff that she slurps and sucks on.

However, in a moment that Barbara wasn't expecting, Ivy then turns toward her, grabs her by the head, and pulls them together in a tight and intimate kiss. And before the vigilante knew it, she felt and tasted as Ivy snowballed the cum from her mouth directly into hers, making her, as a result, let out a squeal as she was ultimately forced to gulp down the fluids that nearly made her want to puke.

"Holy shit, Ivy! I knew you were good at this." Harley giggles, obviously impressed as she continues to watch, feeling her cock get somewhat rigid once again in such a short amount of time. All the while, Barbara practically began to feel her eyes roll into the back of her head from everything that was happening. Kissing Ivy, swallowing the clown's cum from her mouth, how far had she fallen?

Eventually, though, before it became too much than what it already was, Ivy pulled her head back, allowing the both of them to breathe as she licked her lips to savor that bitter, salty taste that they were once slathered in. At the same time, though, Barbara coughed and sputtered from the horrible taste as she wheezed and coughed.

"Heh. Guess you really vanilla after all. Somehow, I'm not all that surprised." Ivy chuckles as Barbara glares at the both of them.

However, her attention is soon turned back toward Harley as she reaches out a hand to grab her shoulder, drawing her back to the fact that after everything, the clown princess of crime was still hard as a rock. "Seems your stamina has taken quite the boost also." Ivy smiles as she reaches out to grab hold of the length again.

"I know, wanna try testing it out?" Harley asks, with Ivy answering her question rather quickly.

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"Oh! Yes! Harley!" Ivy screams while splayed out across the floor.

On top of her, Harley Quinn thrusts away, pounding her thick, pale-white, meaty member deep into her ass, causing her to squeal and moan from the powerful, unadulterated pleasure that was flowing through her as the clown princess of crime's member worked overtime in completely stretching her so that she could fit her cock and her cock alone.

"Fuck! Red! I never knew you were so tight down here!" Harley moans, really wailing into her at the same time as Barbara watches from afar, bindings courtesy of Ivy keeping her in place as she's forced to watch the pair go at it and see how the eco-terrorist takes a pussy pounding that would break even the most powerful people in the world down.

And yet, she worked it amazingly as Harley fucked her.

"Fuck, Harley! I'm about to cum!" Ivy shouts.

"Me too, Red! Get ready to have that pussy filled!" Harley screams before they both let out simultaneous moans of pleasure as the clown princess of crime slams her hips forward one last time and begins the process of emptying her filled-to-the-brim-balls directly into Ivy's cunt. Practically fertilizing her with her bountiful seed as Ivy herself screams as her cunt clenches down and sprays down across her cock before they both then eventually go limp, with the eco-terrorist, now cum filled whore slumping down to the floor while Harley stumbles back on her feet.

Although, at that moment, something dawned on Barbara that surprised her that she hadn't thought of it sooner. "Wait a minute, you just-"

"Came inside her?" Harley finishes her sentence and comes to stand before Barbara. "Sad story about that, after Ivy blossomed into the bad-bitch she is now today, she lost any ability to have any children. Which is downright heartbreaking considering what we wanted to have." She goes further to explain before Barbara's attention is turned upward to the sight of Ivy now holding her cum filled pussy over her face.

"That's where you come in." Ivy smiles before slamming herself downward and forcing the vigilante into a whole world of musky sweat and hot, sticky clown cum that slathers itself across her face. Forcing her, as a result, to breathe nothing in but that.

"Mgmrmgmgmp!" Barbara sputters around the mouth full of cum filled pussy she got. It was everything that disgusted her whenever Harley blew her load down her face, all wrapped up in the pussy of someone else she would wish nothing but absolute pain and suffering upon. And she couldn't even do anything about it as Ivy began grinding her crotch over her face, forcing her to be fully immersed within the fluids that were clogging her breathing passageways.

"Oooooh, seein' you do that to her has got me all hard again." Harley remarks as her member slowly grows back to full length. She glances at Ivy and sees how pleasured she looks, but the central part of her focus is turned to Barbara's kicking legs and her open lower half. "Sorry, Bats! Hope you don't mind if I take a little me time down here." Harley says as she crouches down and spreads Barbara's legs, giving her the chance to realize what was happening. But before she could even think of doing anything in response, Harley already thrusted herself away as she speared herself deep inside her ass. Causing the vigilante to let out another high-pitched squeal as her ass clenches down across the intruding length while it pushes itself as deep and as far as it can possibly go inside of her.

"OOooooooooh, fuck! She's really clenching down on me back here." Harley moans, causing Ivy to chuckle in between moans of her own as she then reaches down her hands to start pinching and pulling at the vigilante's nipples, getting more reactions out of her as a result as she remains utterly and totally helpless to the two villainesses that were doing good work with her body.

"C'mon, bitch! Harley tells me you've eaten her ass. Now the only thing you have to do if you want to breathe again is eat my fucking cunt!" Ivy grunts and groans as she viciously thrusts herself back and forth across Barbara's face, at the same time enjoying how her pained and pleasured screams from Harley's assfucking vibrate through her body.

Barbara had never done anything with her ass before. But after she was captured by Harley, she ended up getting a whole lifetime's worth of anal play in such a short amount of time. Barbara couldn't be more disgusted by it as she felt how Harley's length stretched her out and filled her as she pounds away. All the while, up above, she's continually smothered by Poison Ivy's cum filled cunt. Its slimy contents completely coated her face in just the first few minutes, but after a while, it was all she could smell and taste.

"MGmgmmphmmm!!!!" Barbara cries, raising up both of her hands to grab hold of Ivy's ass to try and get her off. But the bioterrorist wasn't having it in the least as she proceeded to pinch her nipples even harder, causing a surge of pleasure to shoot through the vigilante's body as her lower half clenched down across Harley's cock before spraying out another wave of fluids out across the floor.

"Seems someone is a little bit of a pain slut." Harley giggles as both she and Ivy's thrusting speeds up. The both of them get relatively close to their respective orgasms as Barbara tries to hold on for dear life. It was all just wholly overwhelming her as all three of them seemed to bond together into one form of pure arousal and terror. But just as suddenly as it all started, Harley jams herself as deep as she can possibly go one last time before she then lets out a whorish moan as she then begins to unload deep inside her asshole.

At the same time, Ivy slams her hips down hard across Barbara's face as the woman herself can feel her cunt twitch up against her features before she's then waterboarded by nothing less than a waterfall of fluids that sprays out of the villianess' cunt and shoots either across her face or into her mouth.

"Oh! Fuck! Take it all, you fucking whore!" Ivy shouts, fingers REALLY digging into Barbara's breasts at the same time as she relieves herself right alongside Harley. Causing the vigilante, in turn, to cough and sputter more than she usually had as she tried to breathe air uncontaminated by the thick stench of cock and cum. But for the longest time, both villainess ride their orgasms out as they make sure they're both fully satisfied before pulling back. With Harley pulling her cock free from Barbara's ass, while Ivy slowly rises her hips from her face, allowing the utter mess it was down there to be seen with strands of cum and Ivy's own crotch fluids splattered across the humiliated heroine's face.

"Fuck, Harley. You weren't kidding." Ivy chuckles while panting as she rises to her feet. "This bitch is good at everything!" She says happily while Harley laughs. "Think I might have to make another sample of that serum I gave you, also." She adds as she looks down at Barbara, sparking some fear within the heroine that she might end up getting dicked by more than one villainess.

"Well," Harley starts as she reaches down to grab Barbara by her collar. "She'll be here if you ever want to have another go at her." She says as she proceeds to drag the vigilante over to a nearby dog cage. "There we go, get in there, batbitch. Get in there." Harley coos as she pushes her into the cage, with Barbara wanting to snap back at her with some sort of response. However, due to the utter exhaustion that dominated her body, she stays silent as she hears the clown princess of crime lock the cage behind her.

"So, Red. After that, you think your up for a little bit more fun around town?" She says, swinging an arm around Ivy as they both leave.

"When it's with you, it's never a dull day." Ivy chuckles as they exit the dungeon, leaving Barbara in the cage as the door to the room soon shuts behind them. After which, in a moment of pure and utter rage and agony, Barbara lets loose an ear-piercing scream of anger.

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Howdy Doody!~ Another chapter out for ya! I'm really happy with this one. I wanted to integrate another character into the mix. However, I didn't want to overextend things beyond what was necessary and create a chapter that's 10 times longer than the usual chapters I've got going here. Upon reflection, I think it turned out pretty well. And as always, I hope you enjoyed!~