Daddy Please [currently being updated]

Joker x Reader Part 1 (Edited)

Word Count 2225

Here you guys go. Just as promised. So yeah this is a really rough draft so expect some drastic changes coming soon. I'm still editing, but I had to put something out for you guys.

Update: Sorry it's been so long, BUT SCHOOL. Anyways, I didn't make any drastic changes, just minor edits. Part 2 is a work in progress. Hopefully it'll be up soon if I'm not too lazy. Enjoy.

Your POV

I popped my gum loudly and sighed in boredom. "Are we there yet Mista J?" No response. I looked over and studied his posture. He had his left fist clenched tightly around the wheel and his right elbow was resting on the center compartment with his chin resting on the knuckles of his right hand. His lips were pressed in a thin line and his eyes were focused straight ahead. I rolled my eyes. He's too focused to even hear me so I put my feet up on the dash and used my finger to stretch my gum out, chewing loudly and with my mouth open. I knew he hated that and after a few seconds I heard him growl next to me. I decided to play with this a little more so I giggled and continued chewing. Suddenly, I was looking straight at the side of his face and my chin was sore from how hard he was gripping it. "You pop that gum one more time princess," he slowly turned his head to look at me and took a deep breath. "And you won't be comin' home tonight." I swallowed my gum and nodded. He pushed me back into my seat so I folded my hands into my lap and kept silent until we got there. We pulled up to the bank and J got out of the car and opened the trunk to reveal a full arsenal (any Supernatural fans? lol). "Pick any two, baby." I picked up a small gold pistol and pocketed a few gas bombs. He picked a bigger, fully black gun and a cane. We walked into the bank with our guns ready and I pulled the pin out of the bomb and tossed it in the center of the room. Mista J and I both already had bandanas tied around our noses and mouth so we were good. He kept his gun pointed at the civilians while I ran into the back and emerged with three large cases filled with hundred dollar bills. "Daddy! Jackpot!" I giggled and ran over to him. His laugh echoed throughout the room as he fired bullets into the ceiling. He lifted his mask and I lifted mine as he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back to plant a passionate kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. He pulled away and whispered, "Get the car ready". As I turned to leave, I felt the sharp sting of a welt forming on my barely covered backside. I turned and saw J smiling smugly at me. Well, I didn't see it because his mask was back on, but I could see it in his eyes. I guess I was taking too long because he pointed his gun at me and fired a shot that flew just past my right shoulder. I caught my breath and winced a little as the bullet grazed my neck. I continued running and started the car. I drove to the bank entrance and tapped my foot impatiently as I waited for him. Finally, after what seemed like minutes, J emerged with three more cases and I climbed over to the passenger side as he tossed the cases into the back and got into the driver's seat. He spun the car around with a screech and started speeding in the other direction He leaned over and called me over with his finger. I leaned in and he grabbed my face and kissed me again. He had his eyes closed, but he decided to slowly increase the speed of the car. All of a sudden, he floored it and I pulled away and screamed in fright. He still had his face turned to me, meaning he couldn't see the road and laughed. His face changed in an instant though, and he was dead serious as he called me over again. This time, when he kissed me, he slid his tongue into my mouth and with it, a small pill. I pulled it off his tongue and swallowed it. I sat back in my seat to see The Joker looking at the road again with a smile on his face as I bit my lip in pride.

*skip the ride home*

Every bill was spread out on his bed he stood in front of it, wearing only his black pants, shoes and purple latex gloves. I came up behind him and kissed his naked shoulder. He took in a sharp breath and grabbed me by the throat. He put his lips next to my ear and whispered, "you did so great today baby. I think you deserve a little reward. What do you think?" He pulled back to look me in the eyes with his eyebrows raised. I nodded as I felt my panties dampen. "Tell me what you want. What do you want Daddy to do to ya tonight?" Just as I was about to answer, the pill that he fed me earlier hit me and I got a head rush. That combined with the restricted blood flow to my head by Mista J's hand resulted in me losing control of my knees and pushing my entire weight on him. He groaned and laughed softly into my ear as he held me up. "Looks like it's Daddy's choice today." I laughed and sloppily kissed his neck. "Tsk tsk tsk. This just won't do. I need you to be more alert." He pushed me on his blanket of bills then he grabbed my throat again and pulled me up so that I was sitting on my knees. I bit my lip as he reached above him and grabbed a bar. He also pulled out two pairs of handcuffs from his back pocket and dangled them in front of my face. I eagerly held out my wrists and he laughed. "Someone's a bit eager." I smirked and used my chin to gesture towards his crotch. "So are you." I took a deep breath and my eyelids felt heavy. "What did you give me?" I saw him roll his eyes. "I forgot how much of a lightweight you are. I should've just given you half of what I did." I heard a harsh click and looked up. The Joker had raised both my arms above my head and handcuffed them to the bar. He then walked to the door and started turning a handle that was exactly where the lightswitch would be. As he kept turning it, I noticed that it was lifting the bar and pulling me up with it. He didn't lift me up very far. Just high enough to pull my knees up off the bed. "Look at you. You're so high, you barely know what's happening here, do you?" He used his thumb to pull my cheek down and peered into my eyes. "Yep. High as a kite. We can't have that. I want you to feel this. I want you to feel me and to do that, you need to be awake." He pulled out a gun from the back of his jeans and holds it flush against my forehead. I sucked in a sharp breath and held it. I was alert in an instant. His slow laugh rang through my ears and a very shaky breath escaped my lips. He only laughed harder. While still maintaining eye contact, he moved the gun and shot a hole through the wall next to your cheek to prove that it wasn't just loaded with blanks. "Let's play a little game, shall we? I hold this here gun riiiight here." He pointed it about two inches from my ear. "And you tell me your rules. You do know your rules, don't ya sweetheart?" I nodded and waited for him to finish speaking. "Then if you get any of your rules wrong, I move this gun one inch closer to your skull and shoot. How does that sound?" I thought for a second. The gun was two inches away, which means I only had one chance to mess up. I nodded and bit my lip in fear. I started. "Rule number one: do not speak until spoken to. Rule number two: always tell Daddy if you're uncomfortable. I heard a bullet fly past my ear with a loud bang and I screamed as hot tears streamed down my face and I sobbed uncontrollably. "That was rule number three honey, what's rule number two?" I sniffled. "Aww my sweet little angel face", he said while wiping my tears and caressing my cheek. "Why are you crying? You've still got another chance." An evil grimace wiped across his face and I continued. "Rule number two: always be confident in yourself. Rule number three: always tell Daddy if you're uncomfortable. Rule number four, always obey Daddy." He sighed, put the gun on the nightstand and got on the bed and moved so that he was behind me. His cold fingers wrapped around my hips and I didn't feel him lean over, but I guess he did just that because I felt his tongue against my right butt cheek as it moved upwards, over my butt and back until he got to my black and gold bralette. I felt a cold metal edge pressed against my shoulders and realized that J had cut the straps and unhooked it, tossing in away. He then tore the back of my skirt straight in half and tossed that out too. This left me in my fishnet stockings, a black thong, a black velvet choker and some gold heels. I knew The Joker and as soon as he got off the bed, I knew what he went to go get. He came back with a velvety gold ribbon that he tied delicately around the smallest part of my waist. Then he grabbed on my hips again and pressed my back to his chest. His hands wandered my stomach and his hot breath tickled my ear. "Tell Daddy what you want baby girl. Tell Daddy where you want his hands and where you want his mouth." Both his hands landed harshly on my butt cheeks simultaneously and I cried out when his teeth dug into the soft part of my neck. He was still gripping my ass and kneading my butt cheeks. I could feel them heating up as the bruises started to process. I leaned my head back on his shoulder with my lips parted, begging for another kiss. He leaned in just enough for his lips to brush against mine, but not close enough for me to kiss him. Then, he yanked my hair so that I was bent back farther than I knew I could go. He kissed my cheek, but it wasn't really a kiss and it wasn't really my cheek. His lips touched the surface of my skin so lightly that I almost didn't feel it. And his goal wasn't my cheek, it was the decorative "J" that he tattooed on my left cheek when he first found me. He told me that it was a sign of his love and a reminder of who I live to serve. I giggled and opened my mouth wide with my tongue out. He knew what I wanted and chuckled. He moaned softly and spit into my mouth. I lifted my head back up and let his saliva slip off my own tongue and drip down until it landed in the center of my chest and slid down my stomach. The Joker watched it and his face looked like he was trying to hold in moans as he leaned over to lick my skin clean. He started at my panty line and dragged his tongue up until he collected the spit back in his mouth and kissed me, putting it back into my mouth and making me swallow it. I smiled into the kiss and tried to lean forward, but the moment I did, I heard the cuffs unlock and my body fell on the bed. Mista J took this opportunity to push me on my back and climb on top of me. He pinned my wrists above my head and attached his lips to the soft spot behind my ear. He didn't say anything, just growled. He knew that his gravelly voice made my heart pound. It drove me crazy and that's exactly what he wanted to do. If I was being honest, he was very much succeeding. I didn't want him to win that easily though. He always got to win with the other girls, but I think I'm his favourite because I always put up a bit of a fight. I Grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him. Then, I slipped one of my hands down to stroke his hard on through his pants. He moaned and, in that one moment of weakness, I threw my entire weight up and pushed him on his back and climbed on top of him. He threw his head back and laughed a slow, evil laugh. This wasn't normal. Usually this would anger him and his laughter scared me. While I was distracted by his unexpected reaction, The Joker slyly pushed my hips up enough for him to pull his dick out of his jeans that I undid and slide my thong over to the side.