The Jokes On You

Tabatha sighed as she pressed a damp wad of toilet paper to her cuts, there was a deep bruise forming on her jaw and one of her teeth was a bit loose. After most of the blood was wiped off she cleaned them with soap as best she could before moved out from the bathroom.

Joker was standing near the posters that showed what was there to watch. She moved over to him slowly and inspected the posters.

After stopping off at home to change Joker stood in a black T-Shirt and a pair of blue jeans. The makeup had been washed off his face. To anyone they would have looked like a normal couple.

She slipped her coat on to hid the cuts. "See anything you like?" She asked in a softy voice as she tightened the belts on her coat. Someone muttered emo as they walked by her but she ignored them.

Joker either didn't hear the comment or just ignored it as he looked at the movies. There wasn't a large selection. "I don't know. It's up to you. I don't usually do things like this."

She looked at the posters for a moment then pointed to one bearing the name Saw III. "I think you'll like that one."

"What's it about?" He asked looking at the poster. "Looks boring."

"It's ..." She thought for a moment. ""This guy named Jigsaw takes people who are unhappy with their lives who are doing shit and make them go through these 'games' of his. They have to get out and if they don't they are killed. He pretty much puts them in a situation where it's live or die. How much pain can you withstand.... blah blah blah"

"Mmm.... still sounds boring. Plus I haven't seen the first two."

"Hmm you don't really need to. Course if you want to preppy chic flicks we can do that to."

Joker sighed. "Fine we'll watch Saw." He said going up to the ticket booth. He asked for the tickets and handed the girl some money. As she handed him the tickets she stared at him.

"Haven't I seen you somewhere before?" She asked. "there's.... something about you that looks familiar."

'Even with out his makeup people recognize him.' She thought as she moved over to him, hooking her arm around his to throw the booth hold off.

Joker moved his hat slightly on his head where his green hair was tucked into. He smiled slightly. "I have one of those faces." He laughed as he took the tickets.

She smiled and nodded in agreement, leaning against him like a woman would with her lover, though it felt a bit awkward still.

Joker bought a thing of popcorn and headed into the movie theater.

It was chilly in the theater and most of the seats in the front were filled, but she never sat close to the screen. She didn't know about him though so she would let him decide where to sit. Depending on where he sat would affect her plans for him during the movie. She let his arm go slowly and leaned onto her hip as she amused herself with the lights.

Joker didn't like crowds so he chose a seat in the back row on the end about three seats away from the wall.

She followed him through the narrow walkways to the back row, after he seated himself she sat next to him and leaned back after crossing her legs. It would be around ten minutes for the beginning previews to fishing reeling.

It was nearly halfway through the movie, Joker stared at the screen his popcorn forgotten in his lap, as if in a daze. "This man......" He said. "Is a bloody genius!" He said as he watched the woman stick her hand in the vile of acid with the key inside. Joker laughed when the machine went of tearing her ribs apart, making a few people turn and look at him a moment wondering what was so funny.

She giggled as the people stared, throwing a few more pieces of popcorn into her mouth. "Told you you'd like this one." She said as she leaned over so he could hear her.

Joker leaned back in his seat. After about another ten minutes of the gory movie he leaned over and whispered into her ear. "Blow me."

She coughed and looked at him quickly. "What did you say?"

"You heard me." He said not taking his eyes off the screen.

She looked around slowly, everyone was glued to the screen. Sliding off her chair she crawled up between his legs and pressed her hand against his crotch, rubbing the fabric slowly.

Joker was already hard as she touched him.

'Get's off on violence...' She thought as she leaned up, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans slowly. His cock stood proud through the opening. Glancing up at him, he was still watching the screen, she gripped him tightly and ran her hand up and down while licking his slit.

He growled low in his throat, the sound barely audible over the movie.

She ran her tongue in circled over his head and down his under skin to his sac. She licked over it softly before moving back up the shaft and sliding him into her mouth.

He moved his hips slightly and smiled as the woman in the movie screamed in horror.

She closed her eyes as she suck on him hard, roughly stroking the base of his cock in sync with the bobbing on her head. After a few minutes she pulled up and tapped his head against her tongue.

"Oh fuck." He moaned quietly just so she could hear him.

She smiled slightly and resumed the same gestures as before. When the woman screamed again she jolted slightly and inadvertently made a sound, sending vibrations onto his cock.

Joker moaned this time a but louder as he ran his fingers into her hair.

She purred again onto him, seeing as he responded well to it. Moving up more she rested her unused hand onto his thigh. She closed her eyes then and moved her head down more so he slid to the far back of her mouth.

Joker closed his eyes but only for a moment. He lifted his leg slightly resting his foot against the seat in front of him and held the bag hanging beside her as one of the theater workers passed by them. The man glanced their way but it was dark and she was mostly covered. The man continued on his way down the aisles before making his way back up and out the theater.

She tilted her head towards the bag; blinking once before looking back and pulling up before he started gagging on him. She took a deep breath, covering her mouth as she coughed.

He noticed a few people look up at them but went back to the movie. He smirked. Either they didn't care what they where doing or they didn't notice. He was going to make things a little more.... interesting. He fisted his hand in her hair and pushed her down roughly onto his cock pushing his hips up into her mouth. He felt himself slide down her throat, felt her throat constrict around his cock as she gagged. Felt her struggling against his hardened member invading her.

She gagged roughly on him, trying to breath around his cock up found it wouldn't help much. She closed her eyes tightly as her chest began to constrict, her nails dug into his jeans for a second before she gave his thigh a hard slap.

He moaned at the sharp sting and pulled out of her letting her breath a moment before repeating the motion holding himself balls deep in her mouth.

She dug her nails into his thigh again as he once against invaded her mouth. She jerked her head slightly and let out a small sound as she was forced to hold her position.

The sound sent vibrations through his cock and he could feel himself coming close. He pulled out and thrust into her mouth a few more times as deep as the first two in quick succession before stilling himself and allowing her to take over again.

She took a much needed breath then closed her mouth around him. She sucked him hard again making small sounds every few seconds. She could feel him pulsing and quivering inside her mouth.

Joker moaned once again making a few people in the audience glance. He knew a few of them knew what they where doing. He heard a few hushed whispers during a quiet span in the movie about how they could do that in such a disgusting movie. In truth the movie just turned him on more as she sucked on him.

"Faster...." He moaned. "Ungh..... I'm so close."

She leaned closer as she bobbed her head faster over his cock, squeezing his sac tightly with her hand.

Joker let go of the popcorn bag the contents spilling all over the floor as it fell. Joker put his hands on the arm rests pushing up on the back of the seat in front of him with the foot that was resting on it and the floor with the other foot pushing his hips forward.

"Ugh.... I'm gonna.... I'm gonna cum...." He said a bit too loudly.

She looked up quickly and moved her hand in a motion of 'quiet' as she continued to suckle his cock. She gripped his sac more tightly as she twirled her tongue in circles over his erection then purred again.

Joker moaned again earning him a loud "shush" from someone in the audience.

Her shoulders slouched as he moaned again. It was no use, he wouldn't be quiet. Reaching up suddenly she yanked his pants down to his knees. Glancing up again she bowed her head all the way down, forcing his cock to the back of her mouth. She fondled his sac the entire time as her other hand pushed up under his shirt as far as it would reach, her hand sat there for a moment before her nails scratched his abs deeply as she yanked her hand back down.

Joker cried out in both pain and shock, the pain mixed with pleasure.

She felt his cock give a rough quiver as he seed spilled down her throat, she gagged, but only caused him to cum more. She held her place until he was emptied then pulled up, covering her mouth with her hand as she swallowed the bitter substance. Her hand lightly stroked him a bit as she looked up to him again.

Joker slumped back into his seat and was surprised when the credits began to role and the lights came on. He pushed Tabi up and pulled his pants up. The last thing, after all he'd done, was to get arrested for indecent exposure.

She stood and wiped her mouth slowly. "That was hot." She said softly and put her hands in her pockets.

"What the movie?" He asked.

"Uhh...yeah..." She agreed and faked a smiled to him. Wiping her mouth one last time she buried her hands into her coat pockets again.

Joker laughed loudly and pinned her against her seat kissing her passionately as the last of the people left a few of them staring at them as they walked past.

She made a startled sound as she was pushed to sit onto the folded seat. His lips met hers and his tongue invaded her mouth. Her back ached a bit as she returned the kiss slowly, tangling her tongue his in a furious battle. Then she pulled away. "Your welcome."

"I wasn't saying thank you." He said flatly. "You belong to me you do as I say." He said kissing her neck. He could feel himself swelling again as he rubbed himself against her.

She pushed him away then and stood up, moving rather close to him as if challenging him. "Oh yeah?" She took a step closer. "I don't see your name written on me."

"Really?" Joker said. "Guess we'll have to fix that huh?" He said getting up and moving out of the theater.

She blinked and then followed him quickly. She had a bad feeling she had gotten herself into serious trouble now. Biting her lip tightly she entered back into the lobby and stopped suddenly.

"Gotham was stricken by tragedy today. At 12pm a local train was hijacked by a man identified as the Joker, a terror Gotham is all to familiar with. He was reportedly seen with an unidentified woman in her late teens, perhaps a hostage, waiting on the platform at 11: 50am. " The reporter shuffled her papers, visibly shaken by the news.

"Surveillance cameras showed the two entering onto the train followed by five other suspicious characters. Joker reportedly entered into the conductors quarters and held the late Jonas T. Wilderberg at gun point. There were approximately 200 individuals on the train, there were no survivors. On another note some say the vigilante known as Batman tried to stop the act of terrorism but there are no solid leads."

Joker didn't even pause to look at the television in the shop window as he made his way to his black car.

She moved back him, almost skipping to get to his side again. 'That will hit front page in no time.' She thought as she moved into the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt.

Joker drove back in silence. It wasn't long before they reached their 'hideout' and he got out of the car and moved into the building.

She moved out at her own pace, pushing the car door shut. She looked around as the wind blew her hair back before marching up the stairs an into the building again. Sleek was on the couch again. She blinked and moved over to him, leaning against the couch behind him and practically resting her breasts on his head. "Don't you ever move?"

Sleek looked up and shrugged before looking over to see his boss standing on the stairs. He leaned against the railing looking highly annoyed.

She giggled and stood straight again. "Not to talkative are you?" She trailed off and looked over to Joker. "What?" She asked in a casual tone, though secretly enjoying his annoyance.

He moved up the stairs not even waiting for her to follow him.

She sighed deeply and moved to the stairs and leapt up them two stairs at a time. By the time she reached the top he had wisped himself into his room already. She sauntered down the hall and pushed the door open and stepped inside.

She was grabbed roughly by the arm and thrown onto the bed. Joker straddled her a knife in his hand.

"Now what where you saying about not having my name on you?" He asked.

She let out a scream as she hit the bed but was quickly silenced when he straddled her, holding the knife right against her cheek. She swallowed loudly as she stared up at him her voice lost.

"Maybe I should claim ownership. Mark you as mine." He said sliding the flat of the blade down her face.

She breathed out sharply as her body trembled. There was something about that particular knife that made her nervous. "You don't have the guts." She blurted then silently scolded herself as she inched her face away from the blade.

Joker laughed. "Oh wouldn't I?" He asked seriously. He brought the tip of the blade just above her eye a wicked smirk on his face.

She instinctively shivered and jerked her head away from the blade again. "Knock it off." She warned and grabbed his wrist.

Joker held her jaw with his hand and moved the blade hard against her face leaving a long deep cut running along the top of her eyebrow running from about the middle of her left eyebrow down her temple.

"Oh now look at what you made me do." He said as if sympathetic towards the wound. He laughed.

She squeaked as the blade cut her skin, causing her to squirm under him. "Stop it!" She snapped and narrowed her eyes at him.

"Why?" He asked. He brought the knife just beside her eye on her temple pushing it down gently against the middle of the previous gash.

"Because it fucking hurts!" She snapped again then fell silent as the cut screamed in more pain from the pressure of the knife against it.

"So?" He asked. He pulled the knife down her face drawing a long streak of blood down to her cheek bone creating a T like shape beside her eye.

She cried out as the blade cut her again, tears welling up in her eyes. "Stop..." She pleaded in a faint voice.

"Well I can't stop now.... not unless you wanna belong to Tony down there." He laughed thinking about the fat slime ball of a goon more than likely stuffing his face downstairs in the kitchen. He paused the blade against the end of that line and brought the blade in a line under her eye finalizing the J around her eye.

She swallowed slowly, her face already hurt from getting sucker punched by batman, now it hurt even more. She felt her blood running down towards the blankets. She sat up quickly, pushed him up so she could sit and pressed her hand to the wound.

He laughed and threw the knife onto the side dresser before opening the drawer. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs and tore her hands away from her face. He pinned her to the bed and handcuffed her hands to the head board.

She yanked her arms, causing a loud clank against the metal. It brought her back to the cold dark room where she was kept. Her prison. She whimpered and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself.

"Oh sush sush sush...." He laughed as he picked the knife back up. He brought the knife to her throat tracing the flat of it down to her collar bone.

She began to trembled as her heart pounded against her rib cage. "Untie me...please..." She said in a very faint voice, unknowingly pressing her legs tightly together.

He dragged the blade further down cutting the material of her shirt top to bottom splitting it in half. He moved it away from her front exposing her black lace covered breasts. He ran the blade over the top of one breast before moving further down to her belly button.

She took a deep breath, her breasts rising up momentarily then dropped back down. The blade was cold and frightened her, feeling it scratching at her skin as he twirled it in a circle around her belly button.

Yet she found herself staring at him and not turning her head away. As she took another breath she blinked slowly, the pain from the cuts had died down to a mere sting, though her jaw still felt a little crooked.

The blade reached her belts then as she tilted her head, he wouldn't be able to cut them so easily.

To her suprise he brought the blade back up slightly just in the curve between her belly button and her hip. He once again started carving letters into her, deep angry gashes, laughing all the while he did it.

She cried out again twisting under him again as the tears finally fell from her eyes, stinging the hooked cut under her eye. "Stop!" She pleaded again as her body laxxed from the pain.

Joker laughed as he finished up the last letter. Six letters in total.

She held her breath as the pain lingered, tilting her head back slowly. She stared at the ceiling still with tears running down her cheek then looked down to see what he had done. She expected to see one of her ovary's in his hand. Instead there were six bloody letters over her hip.


'HA HA HA'

They burned into her eyes as she finally turned her head away from him.

Joker laughed and ran his hand over the blood smearing it across her stomach.

Her body gave a twitch pf pain then she moved her leg quickly, ramming it into his rib cage.

Joker doubled over laughing all the while.

"Untie me right now!" She snapped with a twinge of fear in her voice as she yanked the handcuffs again.

He laid on top of her pinning her to the bed.

She fell dead silent as he laid over her, he had that strong smell again. It burned her nose and the back of her throat. Her body trembled against him an she breathed softly into his ear.

"What's this? No witty comebacks? No words of defense? No pleads for mercy?"

"How bout fuck you up your ass?" She grumbled and prodded him with her knee again.

He hooked his feet over her legs pinning them down and smiled down at her. "You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Only if you're screaming in agony the entire time." She grumbled as the cuts upon her hip began to burn, causing her to cringe. "Now let me up, I need a shower."

Once again to her surprise he rolled off of her and unhandcuffed her.

She got up quickly, grabbing what remained of her shirt and wrapped it around herself before pulling open the door and slamming it shut behind her. She walked lopsidedly down the hall seeing as to much pressure on her hip made her hurt worse.

She opened the door to the bathroom and shut it behind her, turned on the water, and carefully peeled off her skirt. Once that was done her underwear followed and she moved under the water.

It took a while before the bleeding stopped and the cuts to stop burning. After that was done she moved back out and shut off the water. Moving to the sink she opened the cupboard quickly, there were no bandages there.

Sighing she wrapped a towel around herself and sat on the edge of the bathtub.

Joker came in and handed her a first aid kit. The last thing he needed was for her to get an infection.

She gripped the towel tighter for a moment before relaxing. She took the kit and set it on the edge, holding the towel closed as she opened it with her other hand. Pulling out the disinfectant she moved to the mirror and applied it to the cuts on her face.

They were bandaged promptly then the towel dropped. She cringed several times as she tended the deep gashed on her hip. "You're lucky you didn't hit an artery...." She mumbled to him as she pressed a larger bandages to the cuts.

"You think I'm that much of an amature?"

"No one's perfect, even pros fuck up sometimes." She replied as she wrapped the towel around herself again, shivering in the cold.

"You wanna see a fuck up?" Joker asked holding his knife up again.

"What crawled into your pants?" She shot him a 'don't even think about it' look then brushed past him, still limping.

He grabbed onto her and slammed her back into the wall.

"You think I'm joking?!" He asked. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" He put the blade hard against her throat. "You seem to be forgetting that I can kill you at any moment. And if you honestly think I would give you a second thought you're sadly mistaken. So I'd be watching my back if I where you!"

She screamed and closed her eyes, tears falling down her cheeks again. She was to terrified to moved or even speak. All she did was whimper against the wall hoping Sleek would come up and stop him.

He pushed the blade harder against her neck nicking the skin with the tip.

She squeezed her eyes shut, slowly inching down the wall as the blade cut her skin again. "H-help..." She pleaded in an almost inaudible tone.

"Now.... is Tabatha going to be a good girl?" He asked as if talking to a child.

She opened her eyes slowly, her throat tight, and her heart beating uncontrollably in her chest. She swallowed roughly and nodded.

"Is Tabi going to do what daddy says?" He asked in the same voice.

She nodded again and continued to cower in front of him.

"Good." He said, his voice going back to it's normal octave. He pocketed his knife again and smiled at her pleasantly before walking out of the room.

She sunk down then, sitting with her knees pulled tightly to chest. Her body was trembling uncontrollably as she sobbed onto her knees.