The riot exploded through Arkham's halls like a bad joke gone nuclear, and the Joker seized his moment. He overpowered the Dark Knight amid the chaos, dragging a battered Batman into a hidden chamber behind the padded walls. "Well, well, Batsy," the Joker cackled, binding him tight to an old steel chair with reinforced straps, "looks like the bat's finally caught in the web of true madness!"
Batman glared, cape torn and mask askew. "This ends now, Joker. Your games won't break me." The clown grinned wider, slowly peeling away the utility belt and then the batsuit piece by piece, exposing rippling muscle and pale skin. "Oh, but darling, breaking you is half the fun—let's see what makes the knight squirm." His fingers danced across Batman's sides, tickling mercilessly under the arms and over the ribs, drawing unwilling chuckles that turned to gasps.
"Stop... that," Batman panted, sweating already as the Joker's touch turned teasingly light, probing lower. The villain's eyes lit up discovering the growing hardness. "My, my, is that a bat-boner I spy? Horny from a little tickle torture? How delightfully twisted!" He traced the outline of Batman's hard cock, making it twitch, while his other hand continued the relentless tickling on the inner thighs.
Batman bucked against the bonds, defiant yet dripping with unwanted arousal. "You're insane—ah!—this proves nothing." The Joker leaned in close, witty as ever: "Insane? I'm the only sane one here, watching you get all wet and needy. Imagine the headlines: Batman's ass, exposed and begging!" He slipped a finger between those clenched cheeks, circling the tight entrance while tickling the sensitive spots on Batman's feet, building the tension unbearably.
"Feel that, hero? Your cock's throbbing for more," the Joker teased, gripping the shaft and stroking slowly, edging him with expert cruelty—speeding up then stopping just as Batman neared the brink. Batman growled through panting breaths, "You'll regret this..." but his body betrayed him, ass clenching, cock leaking as sweat beaded everywhere.
The clown dropped to his knees for a teasing blowjob, tongue flicking the tip while fingers tickled the balls and sides simultaneously, pushing Batman to the edge again and again. "Not yet, Bats—edge of glory, edge of madness!" The intensity peaked as Joker combined the tickling assault with firm strokes, sending Batman over: he came hard, cum spurting across the Joker's face in pulsing waves, body convulsing in sweaty release.
The Joker licked his lips with a wicked smile, rising as Batman slumped, spent but still bound. "Delicious first act, my dear knight—but the real performance is just getting started."
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