Carrie

Carrie arrived at her destination. It was where he told her to be. She hated herself for being this desperate, but she had run out of choices. She needed money, and she needed it fast. A friend of hers told her of this business opportunity. When all else failed, this was her last resort. She parked the car and a pair of headlights shined brightly into her eyes. She turned her head away from the lights as the other car stopped and someone got out of the driver's side.

"You can join us in the car." The man said as he approached her window. He then turned around and walked back to his vehicle. This whole situation seemed extremely sketchy, but her friend thoroughly assured her that this was legit and nothing bad would happen to her. She didn't have any other choice but to go through with it. She turned her car off and got out. She took a deep breath and made her way to the other vehicle. She cautiously got into the back seat of the black SUV and she was met with a pair of piercing aqua eyes.

"Took you long enough." Joker growled as she sat down on the leather seat. "Close the door." He scoffed. Carrie shut the door and sat in silence, awaiting what was to come as the car started moving. "So, Carrie, I'm going to take this time to inform you of what we're doing tonight." "You mean we're doing something? I just thought-" "What, you thought I was going to give you money to fuck me? Baby," he grinned, "I don't pay for it." Carrie nervously looked down at her hands in her lap.

"No, I have a much better use for you. There's a guy that says I still owe him money, but I've promised him a whore." Carrie's stomach dropped. He's not using me for sex, but he's going to sell me to someone else! In a panic, she started frantically yanking on the door handle. "No! Please!" She cried out. "Carrie, relax. I'm gonna kill him before he can take you." He said calmly and matter-of-factly. He put a hand on her shoulder. "Just do what I tell you to do and everything will go swimmingly. I promise."

Carrie's nerves were through the roof. How could she know she could trust this strange man. She thought she'd just have to have sex with him and she'd get her money, which was bad enough. But now he had a whole other scheme set up for her. She was essentially going to be an accessory to a murder. By the time she started to hate herself for getting into this situation in the first place, the car stopped and the driver got out. "Showtime." Joker said to her. He seemed excited, like a child going on a field trip to an amusement park.

Carrie gulped and before she knew it, Joker was out of the car and opening her door. "Time's a-wasting, dollface." He grinned again and held his hand out to her. She reluctantly took his hand and step out of the vehicle. The man she recognized as their driver was standing a good distance from the car. There was also an unattractive, heavyset, balding man and a young henchmen he had brought with him. The former seemed unsettlingly pleased to see Carrie, which caused her more discomfort.

"I can see why you chose this one, J. She's stunning. Hopefully she's worth what you owe me." "She's all yours." Joker softly shoved Carrie toward the other man. He suddenly grabbed her and held her close as he pulled a gun out of his jacket and put it to her head. Carrie screamed in terror, in complete disbelief that she allowed this to happen. "Okay, Joker, cough up the cash or I blow her brains out." Joker narrowed his eyes. "Did you really think I'd be satisfied with just a whore? She's cute, J, but she's not that fucking cute. I want my money."

A second later, there was a gunshot. The man's body dropped behind her. She started shaking and looked straight ahead. Joker had a gun in his outstretched hand and his finger on the trigger. Joker's henchman was quick to shoot the man that had accompanied Carrie's purchaser before he could retaliate against Joker's actions. Joker motioned for Carrie to come toward him with his fingers. "Frost, let's get outta here." He led Carrie by the arm back to the car.

"I told you: swimmingly." Joker said as they settled into the vehicle and left. He face the front of the and said, "Frosty will you take us back to my place." He turned to Carrie. "You can get cleaned up, I'll give you your money, and you can be on your way." Carrie just nodded and she looked out the window for the whole ride. She felt drops of blood on her face and in her hair and wanted to throw up.

She began to wonder how the Joker could live in a penthouse. Wasn't he a wanted criminal? How could he live in a place like this? With so many other people? Nonetheless she was directed to the bathroom for a shower. Joker told her he would be in his office across the apartment. She entered the bathroom and began to undress. She stopped as she felt an uneasiness that she couldn't describe. This evening turned into more than she could have predicted.

Something had possessed her and she made her way to Joker's office. She stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching him work on his laptop. "Would you come with me?" He looked up at her. "What?" "I'm just a little on edge right now...I don't really want to be alone." Joker looked at her for several seconds and then stood up. "Lead the way."

"I mean, just stay in here while I shower." Carrie said. She felt really comfortable with him considering the circumstances. She was sure she would be safe with him. He sat on the small bench beside the door as she resumed undressing. He watched her, not lustfully, but just to assure that he kept an eye on her. She was beautiful, but she was not a woman that he wanted to sexualize in this particular moment.

She let the hot water run through her hair and down her back. She could see a small amount of red run down to the floor of the shower. After a couple of minutes, all Carrie could think about was being physically close to someone. She opened the curtain to reveal Joker still sitting there. She partially exposed her naked body to him, signaling what she needed. There was an unspoken, mutual understanding between them that she simply needed intimacy. They looked into each other's eyes as he started to take his clothes off.

His lips smashed against hers as he stepped into the shower. He pressed her to the wall as they made out. Carrie moaned as Joker's tongue skillfully explored her mouth. His hand started at her throat, and made its way downward to squeeze her breasts. He then gripped her waist as his mouth left hers and his  tongue roamed over her collarbone. He moaned hungrily as he took her nipple into his mouth. He reached down between her legs and let his fingers glide across her core. Carrie moaned and bit her lip as she rested her head back on the shower wall.

Joker wasted no more time and lifted her up by her thighs. He held her against the wall and lined up her entrance with his hard visitor. He slid into her with ease. Carrie had her arms around him and found herself helpless. She held onto him and indulged in the steamy shower coupled with the adventure that his body was taking her on. His hips slammed into her inner thighs at an erotic pace. Her nails scraped across his back and she tugged on his electric green hair that looked so sexy as it kinked up in different spots on his head.

She smiled as he rocked against her and she kissed him again. Seconds later, he pulled away to bite at her neck and then she felt his thumb vigorously rubbing her clit, triggering her orgasm. Joker growled as he emptied himself inside of her. He put his forehead to hers as they both breathed heavily, coming down from their highs.