Black and Blue Kisses
Warning; Dub-con/Non-con.
Roxxy bit her lip. She knew that this had been a bad idea from the start. It had gone from bad to worse to terrible, and here she was... with the Joker. She was only sixteen, she had so much longer to live... to do things, make something of herself. But now... fuck it, now she had no idea what was going to become of her. "Worried pretty girl? You're so pretty. I wonder if Harley'll mind me cheating!" He laughed, his voice sounding rough, like he was scraping his words over rocks and sandpaper.
The girl shuddered, crossing her arms over her chest, feeling bare and exposed in front of him. He circled her in the dark, empty room. It was small and bare of anything; even paint of the walls. One was brick, the others dirty drywall. She was standing nearly stripped in the middle of the room, her clothes lying rumpled in the corner.
"So. What do you think I should to you? I think you'd be very pretty all cut up and open! More holes for me!" His laugh made her bite her lip, terrified. She wished she wasn't here. She didn't want to be here. "I asked what you thought."
He was suddenly behind her, his hands were on her hips, his flesh meeting hers. His hands were cold. "I-I..."
"Y-you?" he mocked, laughing, a horrible squealing sound, like an animal dying. "WHAT ABOUT YOU?!"
Roxxy yelped as the Joker screamed in her ear, jerking away from him and clutching herself. She stumbled another step away, and turned to look at him, eyes wide with terror. "Oh shhh... don't cry. Why don't you call me Daddy? Huh? Would that make what I'm gonna do to you all better? If you called me daddy?" Roxxy whimpered in terror, her heart hammering in her chest, adrenaline shooting through her veins. "Fucking call me daddy. Right now."
"D-daddy..." Roxxy whimpered. The words felt like poison on her tongue, like she should throw up and purge herself of it.
"Now, all little girls want to be good for their daddies." Joker strode closer to her, and she stayed frozen where she stood. "Don't they?" She didn't move. "They do. So be a good girl and lie down and spread your fucking legs."
Roxxy didn't move for a second, but one step closer, and she dropped to the ground where she stood, cement cold on her bare skin, dirty coating whatever she touched to it. She lay on her back, still trying to cover her breasts. All she had managed to keep on was her skirt; but there were no panties underneath, so it was really pointless. "Good girl! Good girl for your fucking daddy. Daddy's little whore for a perverted old repulsive fucking man!"
His laugh was like a shriek. He pushed her legs open, as if her straining to keep them close wasn't even happening. He was so strong... he could do easily just kill her now. That thought was the one that kept Roxxy for screaming, from struggling. That, and no one would hear her. No one would come to save her. She was alone... with her Daddy.
"Oooh, yeah, you're wet! Like you just had a fucking bath, wet! Haha, you're a fucking virgin, you're a fucking virgin, you're a fucking virgin~!" Roxxy flushed with humiliation. She opened her mouth, to say something, anything. She heard two sounds at once. The sound of a zipper, and a groan. Then there was pain as she was forcefully stretched open, wide, as Joker shoved his cock into her. She had been a virgin, but with that one swift motion she screamed, and was no more. She reached up, hands instinctively clutching onto whatever she could find. It was his purple pinstriped jacket.
"FUCK YES. THIS IS THE STUFF RIGHT HERE!" His breath was hot and putrid on her face, and she turned away from it as his hips ground into hers. "FUCK YES."
He slammed himself into her again, and she whimpered.
"Shhh, this is just a game between Daddy and his little girl! You can't tell Mommy or she'll fucking rip your fingers off one by fucking one!" The words were whispered in her ears.
Slam slam slam.
Slowly the pain lessened as her body got used to the feeling of the abuse. The feeling and tearing and stretching of her cunt around his cock, hot and thick and huge inside her, filling her. She gasped and groaned, but she didn't know if it was pain or pleasure or both. She didn't know.
"Do you like being raped? YOU LIKE IT!" He laughed.
Roxxy bit her lip. She didn't want to submit to him, but he was overpowering. There was nothing else she could do.
"You're just lying on the fucking floor like a cheap slut. Is that what Daddy taught you? I thought I expre... oh wait, I never told you. I WANT YOU TO SCREAM!"
Roxxy whimpered quietly and opened her mouth, curling her fingers tighter in the suit's soft material. His body was heavy and hot on hers, and she was dirty, in every way. His hands wrapped around her neck and she screamed.
"Oooh, yes!" He squeezed cutting it off, and didn't let go. Her body started to want for the air he was depriving her of. "Daddy's little girl gonna die here? Or am I gonna let mommy kill you, huh? You're such a bad girl!"
Roxxy choked and struggled. Every sensation in her body numbed and swelled. Her vision started to fade out, and her hands beat pathetically at Joker's back. Her cunt was hot and tight, and there was something pushing, ready to burst, and she didn't know what was going on, she was going to die!
His cock thrust into her again and again, tearing her open, a split between her legs, his hands squeezing tighter still. Roxxy choked, trying to draw in a breath, the end was coming she knew it. And then everything released at once. His hands came away from her neck as he groaned, pushing his cock into her, all the way to the base, to far, too deep, and she screamed, the rush of air back in her lungs filling her at the same time that her orgasm tore through her body, loaded with the sensation, fueled by the oxygen deprivation. Her body arched and she writhed, struggling, still pinned down by the Joker.
"Oooh, yes, little girl, you're coming for Daddy, nice and hard now! Squeeze me tight, SLUT, or I'll fucking BLOW YOU UP!"
Tears slipped down her cheeks and she squeezed around him, the last ebb and flow of her orgasm making her body jerk just a little. Three more thrusts, rough, bruising her hips and legs, and he was done. She felt it fill her... his come.
"Mh-hm. I fucking love virgins. Don't you!"
Roxxy laughed weakly, tears still escaping her eyes. "That's the stuff. Right?"
"Y-yes, Daddy..."
"Good! You're really in the spirit. Maybe I'll have use for you again, sometime. Now remember, hush hush!"
Then he just walked out and left her there, laying in the cold dirt of the room. Roxxy curled up, breath heavy, panting after the exertion. She was used... and raped... why... She closed her eyes. She wanted him again.
Roxxy bit her lip. She knew that this had been a bad idea from the start. It had gone from bad to worse to terrible, and here she was... with the Joker. She was only sixteen, she had so much longer to live... to do things, make something of herself. But now... fuck it, now she had no idea what was going to become of her. "Worried pretty girl? You're so pretty. I wonder if Harley'll mind me cheating!" He laughed, his voice sounding rough, like he was scraping his words over rocks and sandpaper.
The girl shuddered, crossing her arms over her chest, feeling bare and exposed in front of him. He circled her in the dark, empty room. It was small and bare of anything; even paint of the walls. One was brick, the others dirty drywall. She was standing nearly stripped in the middle of the room, her clothes lying rumpled in the corner.
"So. What do you think I should to you? I think you'd be very pretty all cut up and open! More holes for me!" His laugh made her bite her lip, terrified. She wished she wasn't here. She didn't want to be here. "I asked what you thought."
He was suddenly behind her, his hands were on her hips, his flesh meeting hers. His hands were cold. "I-I..."
"Y-you?" he mocked, laughing, a horrible squealing sound, like an animal dying. "WHAT ABOUT YOU?!"
Roxxy yelped as the Joker screamed in her ear, jerking away from him and clutching herself. She stumbled another step away, and turned to look at him, eyes wide with terror. "Oh shhh... don't cry. Why don't you call me Daddy? Huh? Would that make what I'm gonna do to you all better? If you called me daddy?" Roxxy whimpered in terror, her heart hammering in her chest, adrenaline shooting through her veins. "Fucking call me daddy. Right now."
"D-daddy..." Roxxy whimpered. The words felt like poison on her tongue, like she should throw up and purge herself of it.
"Now, all little girls want to be good for their daddies." Joker strode closer to her, and she stayed frozen where she stood. "Don't they?" She didn't move. "They do. So be a good girl and lie down and spread your fucking legs."
Roxxy didn't move for a second, but one step closer, and she dropped to the ground where she stood, cement cold on her bare skin, dirty coating whatever she touched to it. She lay on her back, still trying to cover her breasts. All she had managed to keep on was her skirt; but there were no panties underneath, so it was really pointless. "Good girl! Good girl for your fucking daddy. Daddy's little whore for a perverted old repulsive fucking man!"
His laugh was like a shriek. He pushed her legs open, as if her straining to keep them close wasn't even happening. He was so strong... he could do easily just kill her now. That thought was the one that kept Roxxy for screaming, from struggling. That, and no one would hear her. No one would come to save her. She was alone... with her Daddy.
"Oooh, yeah, you're wet! Like you just had a fucking bath, wet! Haha, you're a fucking virgin, you're a fucking virgin, you're a fucking virgin~!" Roxxy flushed with humiliation. She opened her mouth, to say something, anything. She heard two sounds at once. The sound of a zipper, and a groan. Then there was pain as she was forcefully stretched open, wide, as Joker shoved his cock into her. She had been a virgin, but with that one swift motion she screamed, and was no more. She reached up, hands instinctively clutching onto whatever she could find. It was his purple pinstriped jacket.
"FUCK YES. THIS IS THE STUFF RIGHT HERE!" His breath was hot and putrid on her face, and she turned away from it as his hips ground into hers. "FUCK YES."
He slammed himself into her again, and she whimpered.
"Shhh, this is just a game between Daddy and his little girl! You can't tell Mommy or she'll fucking rip your fingers off one by fucking one!" The words were whispered in her ears.
Slam slam slam.
Slowly the pain lessened as her body got used to the feeling of the abuse. The feeling and tearing and stretching of her cunt around his cock, hot and thick and huge inside her, filling her. She gasped and groaned, but she didn't know if it was pain or pleasure or both. She didn't know.
"Do you like being raped? YOU LIKE IT!" He laughed.
Roxxy bit her lip. She didn't want to submit to him, but he was overpowering. There was nothing else she could do.
"You're just lying on the fucking floor like a cheap slut. Is that what Daddy taught you? I thought I expre... oh wait, I never told you. I WANT YOU TO SCREAM!"
Roxxy whimpered quietly and opened her mouth, curling her fingers tighter in the suit's soft material. His body was heavy and hot on hers, and she was dirty, in every way. His hands wrapped around her neck and she screamed.
"Oooh, yes!" He squeezed cutting it off, and didn't let go. Her body started to want for the air he was depriving her of. "Daddy's little girl gonna die here? Or am I gonna let mommy kill you, huh? You're such a bad girl!"
Roxxy choked and struggled. Every sensation in her body numbed and swelled. Her vision started to fade out, and her hands beat pathetically at Joker's back. Her cunt was hot and tight, and there was something pushing, ready to burst, and she didn't know what was going on, she was going to die!
His cock thrust into her again and again, tearing her open, a split between her legs, his hands squeezing tighter still. Roxxy choked, trying to draw in a breath, the end was coming she knew it. And then everything released at once. His hands came away from her neck as he groaned, pushing his cock into her, all the way to the base, to far, too deep, and she screamed, the rush of air back in her lungs filling her at the same time that her orgasm tore through her body, loaded with the sensation, fueled by the oxygen deprivation. Her body arched and she writhed, struggling, still pinned down by the Joker.
"Oooh, yes, little girl, you're coming for Daddy, nice and hard now! Squeeze me tight, SLUT, or I'll fucking BLOW YOU UP!"
Tears slipped down her cheeks and she squeezed around him, the last ebb and flow of her orgasm making her body jerk just a little. Three more thrusts, rough, bruising her hips and legs, and he was done. She felt it fill her... his come.
"Mh-hm. I fucking love virgins. Don't you!"
Roxxy laughed weakly, tears still escaping her eyes. "That's the stuff. Right?"
"Y-yes, Daddy..."
"Good! You're really in the spirit. Maybe I'll have use for you again, sometime. Now remember, hush hush!"
Then he just walked out and left her there, laying in the cold dirt of the room. Roxxy curled up, breath heavy, panting after the exertion. She was used... and raped... why... She closed her eyes. She wanted him again.