--Wonder Woman - Dark Nights part 14--
Batman, Robin, Justice League, Teen Titans, Titans West, Wonder Woman, The New
52, and all other characters, nicknames, locations, referenced storylines, or
gadgets mentioned herein are copyrighted by DC Comics. All rights
reserved by DC Comics.
By Kooster
kooster69@gmail.com
Note: The DCU in this story series is mostly pre-The New 52, but there
might be a few concepts, character revamps, etc. that I have taken from The New
52.
While Dee Cyde lay exhausted in a semi-conscious
state, the Joker had cleaned off his spent cock; put on a silk, purple robe; a
pair of matching slippers with smiling clown faces; and had brought out several
pieces of equipment.
"Milk me.", she weakly muttered. After
repeating herself a few times, she stopped speaking and then became very
sleepy. Her eye lids were barely open, where her pupils were barely
visible.
The Joker unlocked the handcuffs, and then
re-positioned the tired villainess. He re-positioned Dee Cyde into a
sitting position, placed her limp arms at her sides, and then recuffed her
wrists to the bedpost.
He then sat by Dee Cyde's side, and then softly
stroked her face with his green gloved hand. He called out,
"Sweetums? Are you still with me?"
The naked villainess sat there like a toy doll, where
her breathing and blinking eyes were the only signs of life she showed.
Her swollen, milk-filled juggs hung like ripe melons that were begging to be
picked. Dee Cyde had not acknowledged her lover-boy's presence.
The evil clown disappointingly shaked his head and
then grumbled, "No, no, no! This will not do. If I had wanted
a dummy, I would have kidnapped the Ventriloquist's puppet!"
He gently nudged, "Come on, sweetums.
Wakie, wakie!"
Dee Cyde's eyes were closed. She was drifting
off to sleep from the exhaustion of her powerful orgasm, and from the pain of
not being milked.
"Wake up, baby!", the Joker barked. He
swatted the bottoms of her swollen, 36DD juggs. His little hits
reverberated with strong shockwaves through her milk-filled titties, like a
sound wave passing through water.
"Uuuggghhh!!!", Dee Cyde blurted in
pain. The painful hit of her huge, swollen udders blazed through her
body, and then roused her to a semi-conscious state. Without any
additional stimulus, she would fall back to unconsciousness.
The Joker pulled out a capsule from the pocket of his
purple robe. He cracked the pill open, where a vapor issued out. He
waved the broken capsule under Dee Cyde's nose.
She instinctively breathed in the strong vapors, which
were smelling salts. The smelling salts instantly brought Dee Cyde back
to full consciousness. "Huawk!", she hacked.
The evil clown kept waving the smelling salts under
her nose, until she tried to squirm away from the powerful vapors. He
pitched the broken capsule and then happily stated, "Hello,
sweetums."
Dee Cyde instinctively wriggled against the handcuffs
in her sitting position. She recognized the Joker and then called
down. She inquired, "Lover-boy, what's going on?"
"You still need a-milkin', sweetums!", he
proclaimed.
She hissed from the great discomfort of her swollen,
filled udders. She admitted, "Yes, I need my udders milked!"
The Joker wheeled a device on a rolling cart next to
the bed. The evil clown produced two clear tubes with ends that fitted
over Dee Cyde's elongated teats.
The naked villainess watched as the clear ends were
fitted over her long, dark nipples, and then pressed against her dark
areolas. The plastic of the tubes felt cool and comforting against her
titty flesh.
The evil clown held down both ends against Dee Cyde's
dark areolas, and then flipped a switch with his other hand. A suction
sound was heard.
"Uuuh!", Dee Cyde gasped. She felt the
plastic ends form a vacuum seal against her areolas, and then felt her swollen
teats being tugged into the clear tubes. Her big, long nipples were now
stretched out.
The bound villainess gazed beyond the clear tubes, and
then saw the rest of the machinery. The tubes had a takeoff tube that was
connected to a portable pump. The clear tubes were connected to large,
clear containers. The containers had marks to measure the liquid level in
them. She realized that her swollen udders had been connected to a
milking machine.
The Joker moved away for a moment to active the
recording button on a stationary video camera. The video camera focused
on a shot of Dee Cyde's bust and of the milking machine. He held a sign
underneath the camera's lens.
Dee Cyde could not help noticing the sign, which had
brightly color letters written in chaotic characters. She scanned the
words to not mess up. She read aloud in a sexy voice, "Milk
me. Milk my big, fat udders dry!"
Keeping himself off-camera as much as possible, the
Joker managed to only expose his green gloved hand in the camera shot as he
turned on the milking machine.
"Hhhuuuaaahhh!!!", Dee Cyde gasped.
She had not been prepared for the powerful sucking of the milking
machine! Her engorged teats were repeated tugged inside of the clear
tubes. She felt her breast milk moving inside of her swollen udders, but
nothing flowed out of her seemingly burning hot udders.
For a minute or so, she hissed and grunted in
pain. Dee Cyde helplessly watched her big, stretched-out nipples being
yanked over-and-over again inside the clear tubes. She tugged against the
handcuffs to free her hands, but could not free herself. She desperately
wanted to use her hands to rip off the suction tubes, and then savagely yank on
her swollen teats. She wanted to use her hands to make herself lactate,
instead of waiting for the milking machine to milk her.
"Milk me!", the bound villainess loudly
demanded. Her arms strained against her handcuffs. Dee Cyde wiggled
her huge bosom in hope that she could slosh her milk free.
The Joker sat back and then watched the erotic
spectacle. He could not help opening up his silken robe, and then
stroking his growing erection. He wanted to say something, but he forced
himself to say silent. He did not want his voice picked up in the video
recording.
After a seemingly eternity of waiting, which was actually
one minute, streams of milk spurted out of Dee Cyde's dark, vacuum sucked
teats. She smiled ecstatically with her first release of breast
milk. She joyfully screamed, "Fuck yes!"
Upon lactating, her body released endorphins that
induced a euphoria in her. Jets of white breast milk sprayed out of her
dark teats, and then flowed into the clear tubes. Her breast milk
deposited from the tubes into the twin clear containers.
The Joker found Dee Cyde's forced milking highly
erotic. He stroked his full erection, and then felt more of his cum
needing to be released from his ball sac.
Dee Cyde's sexy body produced more and more endorphins
with each streaming release of her breast milk. The endophins put her
into a pleasure-induced high. Her huge, swollen udders were starting to
empty and not hurt as much. She started down at the milking machine, and
then watched in great fascination of herself being milked.
The formerly clear tubes of the milking machine were
coated in milky white, while the machine pumped out Dee Cyde's breast
milk. The machine's powerful pumping quickly speed up the milking process
that would take three to four times as long with a manual pump. Her
breast milk continued to fill up the twin containers.
The lactating villainess happily sat back as the
machine milked her dry. She had the biggest grin on her face. She
would occasionally giggle in joy. Her dark teats gained a purplish color
from being trapped within the suction tubes.
After five minutes of so, the last drops of breast
milk dribbled out of Dee Cyde's dark teats. Her 36DD udders had been
completely drained, and sagged slightly from being empty. Her huge juggs
looked like breasts again, instead of beach balls.
Dee Cyde still basked in the happy euphoria of having
lactated. She improvised by saying, "Milk. It does a body
sssooo good!"
The Joker stopped the video recording. He turned
off the milking machine.
Without any suction, Dee Cyde's dark teats snapped
back to her emptied udders. The last drops of milky white oozed out of
her long, purplish nipples.
The evil clown deftly snapped off the clear tubes from
her big, dark areolas. The suction tubes left behind red circles around
her elongated teats.
Dee Cyde gasped from the sudden release of her
released teats. She grunted as her blood flow returned to her purple
teats. Her big, long nipples soon regained their darkened look.
The Joker marveled aloud, "Ooh lookie!
Sweetums, your big udders milked out two cups each!"
The bound villainess thought aloud, "That's four
cups."
"My, my sweetums, you still have your
brains.", the Joker remarked. "Who ever said that lactating
milks out your brains?"
The evil clown still had a rock hard erection.
His pale cock need to be relieved. Without warning, he shoved his long,
12" shaft into Dee Cyde's mouth!
"Huuuackkk!!!", she loudly
sputtered. With a mouthful of cock, she could not speak. Dee Cyde
quickly overcame her fear of being vigorously fucked in her mouth, and then
expertly sucked on the Joker's hard, throbbing shaft. She purposely
created saliva to provide extra saliva for her blowjob.
The Joker roughly grasped her long, black hair,
and then continued to pummel his rock hard cock in-and-out of her slobbering
mouth. He had been so sexually aroused from Dee Cyde's milking that he
was closing to orgasm.
Dee Cyde hummed with delight as she hungrily
sucked on her lover-boy's huge dick. She wanted to make him climax, and
then gush his hit jizz into her or all over her. She didn't care, as long
as he gave her all of his cum.
He tightly gripped her hair, like a caveman
dragging his woman along the ground. If the Joker yanked any harder, he
would have pulled out Dee Cyde's long, black hair. He roared,
"Cumming!!!"
The evil clown thrust forward to where his groin
mashed against her face. All of his muscles tensed as he ejaculated into
Dee Cyde's mouth.
The villainess was in complete bliss in making
her lover-boy cum. She was oblivious in having her mouth around the end
of his shaft, her nose mashed against his groin, and her face poked with his
wirey public hair. All Dee Cyde cared about was feeling his hot, globby
jizz splashing against the back of her throat, and then traveling down to her
tummy. While denied savoring the taste of the Joker's cum, her body was
warmed up by his burning hot jizz.
The Joker was flooded with pleasure in actually
cumming, instead of making himself empty out of his cum. At the same time,
he had plans for Dee Cyde. Those plans, however, would mean going out to
Los Angeles for a while. He was sure that Gotham City would miss him more
than he would miss Batman's city.
There would be a pit stop along the way.
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The Joker and Dee Cyde exited their bright green
and yellow Hummer. The evil clown still wanted the huge vehicle converted
into his Jokermobile. The villainess, however, had mentioned that the
Jokermobile would have blown their cover. He decided to delay his
vehicle's remake, until he returned to Gotham. He wouldn't fun with a
Jokermobile, unless it was blowing the Batmobile into tiny bits.
The criminal duo approached a meager looking two-story
house in the middle of nowhere. The house was surrounded by trees in a
lush forest. A large pipe, which was probably the natural gas main,
protruded from the ground and then connected to a large turbine that powered
the house. A few satellite dishes were on the roof that were used for
several purposes. From above or from a satellite image, the house looked
like any other house. Without knowing who lived in the house, the
residents would only be guilty for not being social.
Dee Cyde inquired, "Why are we here,
lover-boy? We're in the middle of nowhere. Who lives here?"
The Joker answered, "There are two very, hmm how
shall I say, eccentric scientists. They might be able to provide the
psychic part for your wonderful VM machine."
"Are we expected?", she asked.
"Of course we are!", the evil clown
proclaimed. He pressed the house's doorbell.
A few seconds later, the double doors to the residence
opened. A male voice emitted from the doorbell's speaker,
"Enter. You are expected."
The Joker bowed graciously and then said, "After
you, sweetums."
Dee Cyde knew her lover-boy well enough not be taken
with his chivalry. She angrily remarked, "You want me to trigger any
booby traps. Don't you?!?"
The stranger's voice sounded through the speaker,
"There are no traps! Joker, enter now or leave! We want to get
back to our experiments."
The Joker led the way inside, until he and Dee Cyde
reached the living room.
In the room, two middle-aged men sat in comfortable
recliner seats. They were both enjoying freshly brewed coffee. One
of the men had average looks and build with short black hair and a thin black
mustache. The other gentleman had pale skin, who seemed to have a
permanent chicken pox bumps all over him. Two other coffee settings and
two empty chairs were available.
Dee Cyde gasped in shock upon looking at the
disfigured men, and then remembered her scarred face as Doctor Cyber.
The Joker looked at the normal looking men and then
greeted, "T.O. Morrow."
He gazed at the other man, winced, and then greeted,
"Ivo. Bleech! You really need to get something for your
skin."
Professor Ivo was not affected by the evil clown's
taunt and remarked, "The side effect of immortality."
Professor Morrow interjected, "So Joker, what can
we do for you?"
The Joker sat himself down, and then poured himself
some coffee. He requested, "I need a telepath, but I don't want to
kidnap anyone."
Morrow asked, "Couldn't get Doctor Psycho to help
you out?"
Dee Cyde sat down and then sadly informed,
"Psycho is no longer available."
The evil clown commented, "Psycho's was so
B-list! No wait, he's D-list now!" He cackled with enjoyment
over Doctor Psycho's death.
"We make robots and machines, not people.",
Morrow stated.
"Not true, prof!", the Joker
countered. "Rumor has it you both are creating a new android!
Not like the red-and-yellow spinning loser in the Justice League. One
that looks and acts just as human as you and me!"
Ivo stated, "We have started our Tomorrow Woman,
but we've run out of funds."
"How much have you done?", Dee Cyde
inquired. "Does it have telepathy?"
Morrow muttered, "Well..."
The Joker stated, "Want to complete your fantasy
gal? I can be your kickstarter man!"