"Harley swung the switch with alacrity, and administered twelve solid, swishing blows to Batwoman's tortured tush. "

It had been a few months since the Joker was finally killed. Not by Batman, but a police bullet through his brain stem, ironcally saving Batman's life. Harley Quinn, having reconciled herself that "Mistah-J" was dead and buried, was trying to clean up her act.

It was a warm, sunny day, and Harley went walking through a wooded park in Gotham City. That's when she was assaulted! A blue-gloved feminine hand quickly covered her mouth and tape-gagged her. The assailant was Batwoman, an openly gay crimefighter who was horny at the time. Being that Harley was a beautiful young woman and a known former criminal, Batwoman decided to have fun with her.

Quickly overpowering her prey, Batwoman quickly stripped her naked and handcuffed her wrists behind her. Then, sitting on a fallen tree, she hauled the naked, hapless Harley over her lap and removed her right glove.

SMACK! The first spank landed on the softest and most sensitive part of Harley,s right buttock with such force that the hapless girl's bottom rippled and bounced deliciously! The duct-tape gag was quite effective as it stifled Harley's outcry.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The spanks were relentless, hard and painful as they made Harley's nubile, young bare bottom bounce, quiver, and redden rather nicely!

"Naughty little girls like you should be spanked!" chided the Dominoed Dare Dyke as she continued her harsh chastisement.

Suddenly, there was the sound of an electrical transformer blowing up! Standing there was a man with tan skin, red hair,and a nicely trimmed beard. It was none other than Doctor Cylon.

"Leave her alone!" boomed his commanding voice. Rising up to meet his challenge, Batwoman sent the bound, gagged, naked hapless girl to the ground with a rather solid thud!

"Stay out of this, you man-pig!" she hissed as she lunged at him. Despite her fighting skill and her prowess, she was no match for his superior capabilities as he rndered her completely nude, save for her cape and cowel. He then duct tape gagged her and handcuffed her the way she did to Harley! He then pushed her over the fallen tree. He then turned his attentions to Harley as he released her wrists, ankles, and gently removed the tape from her mouth.

"It's not fair! I was bein' GOOD!" she sobbed as he hugged her compassionately.

"I know, honey." he said tenderly. As she started to put her shoes on, he gently stopped her saying, "Please don't. You look cute barefoot."

"Okay." she said as she put her shoes down. "What are you going to do to the Bat-Bitch?" she asked.

"What she did to you." he said as he turned Batwoman over his lap.

"Hot damn! Payback time!" she said as she approached them.

"Not quite." he said as he motioned her to stay back, adding, "As you know, she is a lesbian, and would probably enjoy a spanking from you, another woman, and a very pretty one at that."

"I'm blushing, already!" she said cheerily.

To further humiliate Batwoman, he squeezed an groped the more ample cheeks of her naked bottom, adding to her misery. If it were Harley, it wouldn't have been so bad. But he was a man!

SMACK! Batwoman felt the burning pain as the first spank flattened her right buttock, with rippling result as a nice, red palm print became visable on her alabaster skin. As he continued spanking her, he didn't know what he liked best. Seeing her bare bottom, the way the flesh felt to his palm, the way it bounced and jiggled, the sight of the angry blush, or the fact she felt AND HATED every hot, harsh stinging spank to the gagged bawling of the haples superheroine's battered, bare bottom!

After he spanked her raw, he removed from his jeans pocket a pocket knife and said to Harley, "Be a good girl and cut a switch. Would you darling?"

"With pleasure!" she said with sadistic glee.

When she returned, he had a good, sturdy switch in her hand with the twigs and leaves removed. "It's time for you and her to have some fun." he said, adding, "You may give her twelve of the best, just don't scar the merchandise."

Harley swung the switch with alacrity, and administered twelve solid, swishing blows to Batwoman's tortured tush. He then found her communicator and activated it.

"Here. Explain it to the JLA," he said as he left it near her face. Since he did not remove her gag, all she could do was to mumble uninteligable grunts and gagged sounds. Finding a hiding spot, Harley and Doctor Cylon watched as Wonder Woman, who was a known bi, entered the scene and quickly set Batwoman free.

"Honey! Who did this to you?" she said in a concerned tone of voice.

Sobbing, Batwoman said, "He was six foot two with red hair, tan skin and a red beard." That's when Wonder Woman found a face mask with a red wig and beard. DNA testing proved negative, as he left no DNA residue.

"Thank you for rescuing me." Harley said to Doctor Cylon.

He combed his now jet black hair and said, "You're welcome."

"Hey! Didn't you have red hair?" she asked, quizzically.

"Maybe..... "he answered.

"Is this your real face?" she asked.

"That would be telling." he replied.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"My name is Doctor Cylon, and I am proud of you. Keep up the good work," he replied as he gave her a gentle love pat to the seat of her jogging shorts. Harley turned her head for a moment. When she turned back to him, he was gone. Only another mask and a black wig remained.