As The Bat slept off her quick lights out stunt, though she suspected he put on more than she had really harmed, Joker was able to pursue his little set up at her leisure. Making sure to keep dear Batsy in sight should he get any randy ideas.<br/><br/>So far she had managed to find a few bataranges and a several other of Batsys toys she could use against him, and while she always carried knives of her own there was just something bitter sweet about using his own weapons against him.<br/><br/>True what she had in mind was usually a method for extracting information, but tonight she just wanted to play with The Bat. Joker wanted to see how far she could push him, what his limits were and then shove him off that ledge, to see what his stamina was like and what all the strong man could really take before breaking.<br/><br/>"Now now Batsy, how would it look to the good people of Gotham to know you were sleeping on the job?" Joker teased playfully as she approached his still unmoving form as he tried to hide from her that he had woken.<br/><br/>Taking a sharpened tip of a bat shaped blade she carved out his oh so precious Batman symbol, wanting to keep a memento of their first night together. Granted the suit was much sturdier than she had thought even in its battered and tattered state. As she sawed away at the suit the blade came back more and more bloodied with each upward stroke. Joker continued cutting away at his thick suit until his torso was almost completely exposed. The top half of his suit hanging as tattered rags around his bloodied and battered form.<br/><br/>His blood flowing freely, but she had yet to puncture any major organs. Good thing for she wanted to play with him a great deal more before he blacked out again.<br/><br/>Joker ran her fingers through the free flowing blood, spreading it over his now exposed torso and digging into the fresh wound. She looked down his heavily muscled body wondering how thick the rest of the suit was and what else she would be able to cut away. Another wicked smile graced her thick lips as she proceeded to lash out at the bat suit cutting away to expose all of his flesh to her greedy eyes. Blood dripped down his newly exposed and thickly corded legs. All the while leaving gashes in his flesh in her excitement. That excitement growing with each groan and cry from The Bat as a new gash appeared on his beautiful flesh.<br/><br/>While The Bat she had also set up a camera to film her playtime with The Bat. She wanted to be able to relive this time with her dear Bat should he not make it through playtime, though that would be very disappointing. But as he continued to take her punishment her hopes for The Bat grew.<br/><br/>Too bad she didn't have her whip with her. She would love to see him bow beneath its lashes, but she would have to save that particular treat for a different day. What she did have was her lighter and a few beautiful knives of her own.<br/><br/>Joker stood just under The Bats strong chin, his mask and Cape the only thing she had chosen not to cut as she heated one of her blades with the lighter close enough to The Bat that he could feel the heat from the flame. Her eyes darted to his looking for his reaction, to see if he feared her or what she had in mind as she placed the heated steel against his abraded flesh sealing the wound in a beautifuly gruesome fashion. The Joker continued to patch up the largest gashes and scar his flesh as it sizzled binding the torn flesh in heat.<br/><br/>After finishing up patching The Bats biggest gashes and surveying her wonderful work, The Bats body her own personal work of art now. Her blades having healed the wounds dug in by his own blades. He would forever remember her and their time together anytime he saw his naked body, and anyone else who dared look upon him would know she was there for in her excitement she had even carved her name in the flesh just over his right hip with her heated blade.<br/><br/>Joker pulled The Bats limp body down from his hanging position and letting him fall to a crumpled heap on the floor.<br/>"Come now Batman. I have a wonderful idea. You are going to be a star!" Joker pulled over The Bats computer chair, lifting his mostly limp body into it and used the chains still binding his hands, abraiding the flesh at his wrists and began to tie him securely to the chair so that she could take her now favorite video and share it with all of the wonderful people of Gotham.<br/><br/>"What would the police and mayor think of their oh so great Batman if they saw you now? How can the people have faith in you Batsy dear when you are so surely and truly beaten?" She taunted the Bat as she sat upon his lap typing away on his computer. She was able to upload her video of playtime with Batsy and was going to send it out to everyone, including the media & news networks so everyone would be sure to see and enjoy her handy work.<br/><br/>Joker bounced on The Bats lap as she worked, grinding the chains into his wounds as she wiggled while she worked.<br/><br/>"Oh this is such fun Batsy dear!" Joker told the bound and still bleeding Bat