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Joker is dead, Harley is bored.. And decides she wants a new toy
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Chapter #4

Maybe she just needs to show You your place.

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Harley stands up & kicks me unto my back again. My legs were spread eagle & noticing this harley walked over to them while humming a sweet little tune, all the while I'm crying in pain, waiting for my eyesight to return & trying to catch a full breath. She took a few steps back then jogged up to my unprocteced groin & delivered a swift soccer kick right to my balls which carried up into my trapped penis & of course made the spikes of the chaisty belt dig into my skin.I tryed to yell out in pain but no sound came out, Harley laughed a little to herself.

"You know, like every dog, I think you could use a little training. I'm going to go get my newspaper so I can whack you in the nose everytime you misbehave, wait right here." she told me as she walked away, but making sure to stomp on my ribs & face as she did so. I laid there for awhile, crying & thinking to myself 'what have I done to get into this situation, surely no one can be this cruel to someone they never even met!'. After a few moments my vision started to come back to me, though very distorted & blurred, every breath I took hurt & my groin was in an intense sharp pain. Then I heard a sound that made my heart stop, it was her humming, as though she was watering a garden, not torturing an innocent man. She stoped right behind me & sat me up, it took all I could to not fall backwards. She then walked into my field of vision.

"Hmm hmm hmmmm...Well Pudd... I mean, Wimp, I couldn't find a newspaper, so I got the next best thing." She then took a rather large, colorful, yet thick Mallet from behind her back & said. "Now I have to teach you a lesson about knocking me to the floor you brat!"
"Wait!" I cried, through a raspy voice. "Didn't you already punish me by kicking me in the groin?" As soon as I finished the sentance she walked up to me & slaped me across the face, then she backed up & made sure to stand on both of my legs with her boots.
"Listen Bitch Boy, Only I tell you when you are getting punished, got it!? If I want to kick you in the groin, break your arm or piss in your face just because I feel like it I will! Your here just because I couldn't find anything better on T.V., Any life you had before this is gone, understand? Your MY plaything, to PLAY with however I want to, if I tell you to drink acid, you drink it. If I want to roast your nuts over an open fire, then you better be singing jingle bells! And one more thing, don't ever, EVER talk back to me, or let alone talk to me, period." And as she said her last word she brought her right foot down & gave a semi-hard stomp right on my testicles. This time I did scream out in pain, which only made her smile. "Now, stay sat up, Now I have to punish you for talking too!" She said with glee.

I couldn't comprehend her last sentance however, My basic brain functions had shut down so I could focus on the pain in my testicles, both were intact, but to what degree? The next thing I knew is I saw a big bright colorfull object smack me in the left side of the head, then I was litterally seeing stars. I could faintly hear Harleys voice "That was for knocking me down, now this is what I do to bad dogs who talk back." I didn't even see it coming, I just felt a brick hit me on the other side of the head & then I felt as though I was falling. My head hit the floor with a hard *Thud* & as my vision started going black I seen the Boots of Harley Quinn approch me, but I could only hear her laughter, Her endless, cruel, sadistic, feminine Laughter...

You have the following choices:

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1. Wake up Chained to a Tiled Wall

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2. Wake up lying on a couch in a living room.

3. Wake up only to never wake up again...

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