Harley Quinn, freshly released from Arkham Asylum, found herself at her favorite bodega for the perfect egg sandwich. “Toasted buttered roll. Egg. Bacon. American cheese. Soft, gooey, perfect egg. Just the right amount of grease ... All for me.” she thought because Only AL makes it right.

Little did she know, her freedom was about to be short-lived. Batman had appeared from shadows, behind her. As she felt his presence a cloud of gas surrounded her head, and her vision went black, sending her crashing to the floor, unconscious.

When Harley woke up, she was in an unfamiliar and unsettling situation. She was naked, strapped to an exam table in the dimly lit Batcave. The cool metal against her skin sent a shiver down her spine.

As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw Batman standing over her, his cowl the only thing hiding his identity. But as he moved closer, she realized he was as naked as she was, his muscular body on full display.

The absurdly defined musculature and deep scars across his body gave Harley a feeling of a mix of fear and arousal, a sensation that is familiar when dealing with the Dark Knight.

“Welcome back, Quinn,” Batman growled, his voice echoing in the cave. “You’re here to satisfy a need. Ours.”

Before she could respond, two more figures entered her line of sight: Nightwing and Red Hood, both masked but otherwise naked, their bodies honed from years of crime-fighting.

Harley’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of their large, erect cocks. She let out a loud squeal and a predatory smirk played on her lips despite the situation.

“YAHTZEE!” she screamed. “Looks like I’m in for a treat.”

Nightwing smirked, “Actually, Harley, you’re fucked ... Literally.”

Batman leaned in, his voice a low rumble. “This is how it’s going to go, Quinn. You satisfy us all, and you can go free. Disappoint us, and you’re back in Arkham.”

“HA!” Harley laughed, a wild sound that echoed in the cave. “You think I can’t handle the three of you? Bring it on, boys.”

And so, the Batcave became a scene of raw, uninhibited sex. Batman started, his hands rough as he explored her body, his cock hard and ready. He entered her pussy with a thrust, his movements harsh and demanding.

“Oh Yeah!” Harley cried out and met his intensity, her hips bucking as he thrust, her moans filling the cave as he took his pleasure from her.

“Fuck, Quinn, your pussy is tight,” Batman grunted, his hips moving in a brutal rhythm.

Next was Nightwing, his body slick with sweat as he took his turn. He freed her upper body and flung her up against Batman’s chest then positioned himself at her ass, his cock lubed and ready.

He shoved his cock into her without preamble, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he plowed his way in. “Fuck, Harley!” he grunted, his body shuddering as he fully sheathed himself inside her.

“Whee!” cried Harley as she shoved back against Nightwing’s invading member. All three lost balance and fell back onto the exam table. “Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, Bat Boys!” shouted Harley.