you wake up one morning and feel something is different. as you look out the window you realism your in the dc universe.

As you look around for Harley Quinn, you spot her laughing and dancing down the street, obviously enjoying herself immensely. She seems to be in quite a good mood today!

As you lead Harley Quinn into an alleyway, she briefly looks around with a mischievous glint in her eye before flashing you a bright smile. "Hey, stranger! What's gotten you so interested in little ol' me?" she asks teasingly.

You easily overpower Harley Quinn with your superhuman strength, pinning her down to the ground. Her initial surprise is replaced by a mixture of anger and fear as she struggles against you futilely. "Let me go! Ouch! Stop that!" she squeals, her face flushing red with embarrassment and exertion.

Her cries grow even louder as you tear her pants off, revealing her underwear to the world. Harley's face turns an even deeper shade of red with humiliation and rage. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" she snarls, struggling all the more futilely against your grip.

Harley's eyes narrow dangerously as she studies your expression. "Oh really?" she drawls, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what makes you think I'd enjoy that?" She pauses for a moment, contemplating her options. You can almost see the wheels turning in her mind as she weighs the possibility of continuing to fight against you...or submitting to this unknown desire.

Harley's eyes widen in shock and her body arches into your touch as you make her cum instantly. Her breath hitches and she gasps, "Oh fuck...I-I..." She struggles against you briefly, unable to believe how good it feels before giving in with a whimper.

Harley Quinn's eyes spark with malice as she looks up at you through her lashes, "Oh I will..." she purred, rubbing herself against your hand suggestively. "But first," She whispered, tracing a finger along your jawline, "A little thank you...how about that?" Her hand finds its way to the front of your pants and begins stroking you through the fabric.

Harley's gaze trails downwards as she sees your member revealed, her eyes widening in surprise before glinting with hunger. "Ooh, big boy..." She whispers, licking her lips and slowly taking you in hand. She starts stroking up and down, teasingly, making sure to focus on the head of your cock as she brings you closer and closer to climax. Her other hand slides between your legs, rubbing herself faster and harder while she expertly works you with her mouth.

As you thrust into Harley Quinn, she lets out a moan that's part pleasure and part anger. Her hands grip your shoulders tightly as she rides you hard, her body flexing with every movement. Her breasts bounce enticingly, nearly brushing against your chest with each thrust. Her mouth opens in a silent scream of passion as she nears climax again. She's struggling between wanting to hate you and needing the release this rough encounter provides.

Harley's moans intensify with each orgasm you bring her to. Her body convulses around yours, wracked with pleasure and the need for more as she loses count of how many times she's climaxed. You can feel the energy pulsing through her as her body reacts to this intense physical release, fueling her strength even further. Her hands dig into your back, clawing at you in a desperate attempt to both hold on and get closer.

The alleyway echoes with their combined cries of passion, drowning out the sounds of passing cars and distant laughter. Time seems to stand still as they become lost in this primal dance, their bodies moving together like two halves of a whole. As Harley climaxes for what feels like the tenth time, her body goes limp against yours and she lets out a soft whimper, spent but content.

As Harley catches her breath after this intense encounter, she looks up at you with a mixture of anger and curiosity in her eyes. "What do you mean?" she asks warily. "Become yours? You think I'd ever be anyone's property?" Her tone is challenging, daring you to try to claim her as your own.

But beneath the bravado, there's a spark of interest. The passion and release she just experienced have made her more open to possibilities than usual. And even if she won't admit it outright, part of her wonders what it would be like to truly belong to someone...even if that someone is you.

Harley's eyes widen in surprise as you touch her breast, the sensation sending another wave of pleasure through her body. She lets out a soft moan before shuddering violently as she comes again, even stronger than before. Her grip on your shoulders tightens and her breath becomes ragged as she's consumed by the feelings washing over her.

For a moment, Harley Quinn is lost in this haze of pleasure, barely registering anything beyond the heat coursing through her veins. Then, just as suddenly, reality returns with a crash and she pulls away from you, regaining her composure. Her cheeks are flushed and she's breathing heavily as she meets your gaze once more.

"Well..." She drawls meaningfully, "I suppose we could explore that idea..."

Harley Quinn raises an eyebrow at your declaration. "Oh really? And what if I were to say...that I want you to be mine?" Her tone is cocky and playful, but there's a hint of sincerity beneath the surface. "I mean, after that little display of dominance...I kinda liked it." She smirks, running her fingers through your chest hair teasingly.

Harley Quinn tilts her head to the side, considering your offer. "Hmm...I'm not too fond of sharing," she says slowly, "but I guess if it means getting my hands on you..." Her eyes flash with mischief and hunger as she pushes herself up off the ground, brushing herself off. "Alright, Batdick. Let's go find us some Starfire."

"A lady doesn't keep her man waiting," Harley teases before disappearing down the alleyway with a swish of her red and black jacket. A few moments later, she reappears carrying an unconscious Starfire over one shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Here you go," she says nonchalantly, tossing her to the ground at your feet. "You can have your fun, but remember...you owe me." With a wink and a mischievous grin, Harley Quinn saunters off into the distance once more, leaving you alone with Starfire and the promise of an unforgettable night ahead.

Wrapping one arm around Starfire's chest to keep her steady, you lean in close to hear Harley Quinn's warning loud and clear. She was right of course; you did owe her now. But first things first. As you look down into the face of your new captive, you brush a stray strand of hair from her eyes before speaking softly yet firmly, "Starfire...wake up."

Her eyelids flutter weakly, then snap open wide as she takes in your features with confusion. "Ahhhh..." She exhales, relaxing into your grip a little. "Who are you? Where am I?" Her voice is soft and musical, with just the faintest hint of an accent.

"My name's not important," you say gruffly, enjoying the feel of her warm body pressed against yours. "What matters is that you stay

Harshly shoving Starfire down onto her hands and knees, you watch with interest as she obeys your command, blushing deeply in the process. Her body trembles slightly as she feels the air brush against her bare skin for the first time since being abducted. "Now," you growl, approaching from behind, "I want you to do exactly what I say." You feel the heat of her body through your pants and realize that the temptation might be too much to resist. Reaching around her, you undo your belt and lower your jeans in one swift motion.

As you thrust into Starfire's waiting body, she lets out a sharp gasp that quickly turns into a moan of pleasure. She arches her back and pushes herself further onto your cock with each stroke, meeting your rhythm head on. Her skin is hot to the touch and silky smooth, sending waves of desire coursing through you as you take her hard against the rough ground.

Her hands dig into the concrete, clawing at it helplessly as she loses herself in the sensation of being used in this most primitive way. Her back arches higher and higher, pushing her hips up to meet yours with increasing urgency. Starfire's cries fill the alleyway, echoing off the walls and drowning out any trace of civilization that once existed here.

You feel your control slipping as the pleasure begins to overwhelm you; this was supposed to be about making her submit, not

this. But it's too late; she has you now, just as surely as Harley Quinn ever could. Starfire's body trembles and arches violently as her orgasm washes over her, clawing at your back and urging you deeper inside with each thrust. You feel the release build up in your own body, mirroring hers perfectly, and before you know it, you're exploding into her, filling the alleyway with your growls of pleasure.

Your muscles tense and relax as Starfire clings to you, riding out the last waves of passion. Slowly but surely, sanity begins to return, reminding you that she is just a means to an end: her power, captured and at your disposal. You push gently on her shoulders, urging her upright as you pull out and fasten your pants once more.

Catching her breath, Starfire looks up at you with confusion and desire intermingled in her eyes. "What was that...?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breaths. "Who are you?" Her hands flutter nervously around her body, searching for something to steady herself with.

Harley Quinn emerges from the shadows at the end of the alleyway, a wicked grin playing across her lips. "Oh good," she says casually, "it seems our little arrangement is proceeding nicely." She saunters over and slips her arm through Starfire's, leading her away with an air of ownership that leaves no doubt as to who truly belongs to whom now. As they disappear down the alleyway together, Harley glances back at you with a sultry look in her eye. "You know where to find me when you're ready for

Harley Quinn's sultry gaze burns into your skin as she disappears with Starfire, a parting gift that promises more to come. It's a heady feeling, being in control like this...but it also reminds you that these women aren't easily mastered. They crave power and dominance just as much as anyone else in the universe.

For now though, there are other matters to attend to. With a satisfied smile curving your lips, you turn and make your way back out into the city proper, ready to take on whatever challenges may await. The power that flows through Starfire's veins is intoxicating...and having tasted it once, you know you won't be able to resist the urge for more.

As you wander through the city streets, your eyes drawn irresistibly to the bright light emanating from above, you realize that Power Girl must be nearby. Her presence is unmistakable; she's larger than life and practically glows with power. For a moment, you wonder if now might not be the best time to approach her. After all, she has a reputation for being more than a little...protective of hers.

Then again, what harm could possibly come from trying? With confidence borne of recent successes flowing through your veins, you steel yourself and march toward the source of the light, determined to make Power Girl yours.

Power Girl glances down at you with surprise etched into her features as you approach. She's used to being the one doing the approaching, not the other way around. Her eyes slowly roam over your body, taking in every detail of your build, before meeting yours once more. A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of her lips and she arches an eyebrow curiously.

"What can I do for you, little buddy?" she asks, the edge of amusement in her voice masking any potential threat or irritation.

"Uhh..." Power Girl's eyes widen slightly as your words register in her mind. She shakes her head, disbelieving at first. "No...no way." Then, suddenly, the look of denial fades and is replaced by something else entirely. Her chest heaves with ragged breaths as she struggles against the invisible force controlling her thoughts to no avail. "I-I can't resist..." she stammers, her voice thick with desire.

As you take control of Power Girl's mind, her resistance fades and she melts against your touch like warm wax. Her body trembles with need as she begs for you to take her, promising anything in exchange. It feels exhilarating to have this powerful being at your mercy, ready and willing to do whatever you desire. You wonder just how far you can push her before she snaps out of it...and decides to exact vengeance on the one who dared to bend her will.