The Joker Imagines

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Plot: Joker sees her with her brothers kids and kidnaps them all and threatens to kill the kid's, Joker promises to let the kids free if she has intercourse with him

Which Joker: Jack Nicholson

Warning/s:

Requested by: @Peach_Graves

Meaning: (F/C/N) = First Child's Name, (S/C/N) = Second Child's Name

My brother was a busy and hard-working man and this often meant that I had to look after his two children; (F/C/N) and (S/C/N). I was currently on a walk with them, to pass time and keep fit, but I couldn't help but constantly feel like somebody or something was watching us. It was quit the unsettling feeling and it had set me into a rush to get out of there but even once we had reached the 'safety' of my own home, I still felt as if I (and the kids) were being watched, very, very, closely. Even the kids could tell something wasn't right.

"How about you two go play upstairs?" I begged.

"Okay, Aunty." they both chirped in unison.

Once they had left I took a few moments to collect myself. As I was taking deep breaths, I heard a deep, gravelly voice whisper:

"What a shame it had to be like this, kitten.."

And that was all I remembered before a soaked cloth was brought up to my mouth and black spots clouded my once clear vision. I couldn't do much but panic. What if they found the children? What would they do to them? They're so young..

Some time later I awoke in a dimly lit room. The walls and floors were concreted and the only light was a small bulb that hung from a string, It smelt musty and the air tasted brackish and salty.

"Have you heard the joke about the three wells? Well, well, well..." he paused, "Look who's awake." he finished.

I now took time to notice his appearance fluorescent green hair, purple suit, blood red chesire grin... the king of Gotham. I'd seen them all complaining about him on the news, but seeing him up-close and in person was truly haunting. It sent shivers down my spine and it was then that I felt two presences behind me; (F/C/N) and (S/C/N). They were both completely and utterly panicked by the situation and I couldn't blame them; I wasn't exactly calm either, but I managed to get out one word..

"W-why?" it was a brave thing to say or so it seemed, but my tone of voice was the exact opposite.

"Because I can and I will." he stated

The 'Joker' then slid his hand into his droopy pant-pockets, eventually pulling out a pocket knife.

"So, who goes first?"

Those words seemed to hang in the air, the victims, us, had their heads hanging low because all of us were almost certain that we were goners. After waiting over a minute, he became absolutely infuriated with the fact that we hadn't answered, so he repeated himself, not-so-nicely.

"I said; WHO THE FUCK IS GOING FIRST?"

(F/C/N) and (S/C/N) began crying over his sudden outburst and believe me, this only fueled the fire. So, before he could say anything I interfered and quickly pleaded:

"L-look, Mr. J, t-they don't des-deserve this, please let them go."

"What's in it for me, doll?"

"Uh.. well, y-you ca-n do whatever you'd like.. with m-me." I murmured.

"Oh, what a fabulous idea! Frosty be a doll and get these.. kids... outta here."

On command, a man (presumably 'Frosty') came in and feverishly cut the rope off of the kid's wrists and shortly after doing so he escorted the terrified children out.

"Now, what shall I do with you, kitten..." he whispered almost as if he were in deep thought.

And after waiting some time he came out with an idea..

"AH! I know.." he marvelled, giving me an evil grin.

I cringed at his sudden outburst, knowing that whatever he had decided to do, would be something that would make me later regret what I had previously said. Clearing his throat, he got down on his knees and began to slowly unbuckle my shorts. I couldn't bare to watch and it seemed like a cowardly thing to do; but I looked the other way. I felt my shorts drop down to my ankles and then my shirt being lifted off my body. Now left in my only my panties and bra, he hungrily looked me up and down and then using he hands he began to caress my soft skin. Squeezing my breasts and then sliding his hands down my lace panties and rubbing at my (unfortunately for me) now throbbing heat.

Next he roughly unclipped my bra and dropped my panties down to where the shorts were. I gulped. After doing so he slowly ran his hands up my thighs and then he looked up and me. y tear ridden eyes in view, my body on full display.

"Fuck it." he cursed, undoing my restraints and leading me over to a bed over in the corner of the dimly lit room and then roughly throwing me down. He then bobbed his head down and began to leave hickeys and kisses all over, trailing down to my area. He then inserted two digits into me. I knew it was wrong, I knew that I shouldn't have enjoyed it as much as I did, I knew and yet I let out a moan and savoured the pleasure. He smirked letting out a laugh. I frowned at myself. He continued pumping, in and out in and out. I bit my lip, whimpering.

"Let it out, kitten. Daddy's waiting."

And that was when I came, all over his calloused digits. He pulled them out and tried to get them into my mouth. I turned my head, tears streaming down my cheeks. That's when he hit me, so hard that it had left a mark. I looked up at him in shock and he stared down at me emotionlessly. He took this time to insert his fingers into my mouth, I obeyed and sucked all the cum off and swallowed like a good girl.

"I'll be back later. Be a good girl while I'm gone."

Word Count:

1152

End Note:

Okay: I want to start off by saying that I'm sorry for not updating for so long. I went on an unannounced 'hiatus'. I know it's no excuse but I get extremely uncomfortable when righting smut; it's just one of my weak points. I'm also on school holidays right now so I should be able to get a few more chapters out! Anyways, I should be seeing you next time.. unless you don't request anything - then I won't see you.

P.S. I went to Oz Comic Con in Melbourne this year as Harley from Suicide Squad and I'm going to be going to PAX AUS in October as Classic Harley. Bye.