Joker cackled maniacally as The Bat crashed to the ground. She tilted her head slightly wondering if she was seeing things or if The Bats ears had gone limp. As for other areas of his muscled form, not limp at all. On the contrary she had felt the hardening of dear Batsys shaft against her womanhood. She had also seen the revulsion in his eyes as he realized the reaction his body had to her. It was Fantastic!<br/><br/>Her wild eyes looked up to see the minions who had put The Bat on his back as she grinned her evilest of Joker grins. "Use his toys to bind his hands, I know he a little batty rope in that snazzy little belt of his"<br/><br/>Her eyes drifted down to the prone Bat as she stepped forward, her booted foot resting over his crotch, the spiked heel pressing into his balls. "We have some visitors outside and they aren't too happy with our little play time here, so we are going to walk out together and then you and I dear Batsy are going for a ride".<br/><br/>Joker grinned down at the look in his eyes. Oh this was going to be fun.<br/><br/>She had her goons remove his utility belt for it often created more problems than it was worth, but not willing to get rid of it she strapped it around her waist before pushing The Bat through the front doors if the bank, and into a swarm of not so welcoming coppers.<br/><br/>"Now now. We wouldn't want anything to happen to Gothams favorite hero would we? The Batman and I are just going to take ourselves a nice stroll around town." Her voice dropped an octave, hardening, her eyes meeting those of the cops who were on her payroll ensuring they would get a clean getaway.<br/><br/>Her knee connected harshly with The Bats spine as she shoved him down the stairs while still holding tightly to his new chains. The police force gave them a wide berth as they made their way to Batsys shiney Batmobile<br/><br/>"Now this is a car!" Joker said as she shoved The Bat into the passenger seat and tied him to something that looked vaguely important, but would work for the purposes of keeping him in place. It would also be wonderfully wicked to watch him squirm knowing he couldn't get away when riding shotgun with her, she thought as she pulled away from the curb with the tires squealing for mercy. Her goons and the majority of the money left behind, going out the side to avoid the big display and crowd of coppers out front.<br/><br/>She hit corners as hard as she could with her foot on the floor putting Batsys precious car through her paces. Oh the fun she was going to have tonight. The mere thought has her squirming in her seat as she looked over to see Batsys expression.