Chapter 2

Their training was going well, in Haru's humble opinion. Though perhaps she didn't get a say in whether it was going well or not, because she was the one being trained, at the end of the day. Still, every day for the past several days, Joker has tied her up in a new and exciting position, restraining her in some interesting and usually different way, before having his way with her to cap off the night.

She loved it. She wasn't afraid to admit that, she just plain loved it. Haru Okumura was supposed to be above such pedestrian desires. She was supposed to be the untouchable princess. Or at least, that's what her family, what her father wanted her to be. But she'd already refused to dance to his tune when she'd joined the others and became a Phantom Thief, hadn't she? This… really, this was just an extension of that, at the end of the day.

That wasn't to say she was doing this, or rather, allowing Joker to do all of this TO her, just to get back at her father. It wasn't like that. She wasn't playing a game in which she let Joker do whatever he liked with her body in order to take revenge on the family who forced her to conform to a certain way of living for so long.

No, she loved Joker. She trusted Joker. Haru was fairly certain that she wouldn't have been able to go through with all of this, with everything they'd done together, if she didn't trust Joker with all her heart. Not that they'd done anything outside of the bedroom, but still. There was something to be said about letting someone experiment with you.

Each night, Joker had taken her. He'd stripped her bare, until she was nude and exposed before him. Then, he'd tied her up. The bondage had started off simple enough, and once she was well and truly secured, he'd taken out his big fat cock and had his way with her, something Haru undeniably loved with all her heart. Getting fucked by the love of her life while utterly helpless to his whims was… heavenly, to say the least.

But as the nights went on, the bondage had gotten more and more complex. Joker got more and more excited about tying her up in new and different ways, and honestly, that excitement was infectious. She rather liked it, liked being the center of his attention, even if it was her bound body that drew his eye as he forced her arms behind her back, or her legs to spread and bend at the knee, or her breasts to jut out by wrapping rope around their base. Sometimes he did all of that and more.

As time went on, as Joker trained her to be his submissive bondage-loving love pet, Haru found herself gaining more and more confidence. She'd even snarked off to him once or twice in the last few nights, just to get him to bring out the ball gag he'd introduced three nights in. She loved the feel of the hefty thing, loved how it locked her jaw in place, her teeth digging into the rubbery surface. She loved how it silenced her until he decided he wanted to use her mouth for other things.

Tonight though… Haru wasn't sure what to expect tonight. She'd received a message from Joker that came with instructions on how she was to dress and where she was to meet him. For the first time, she wasn't going straight to his home. That was a little worrying, and she couldn't help but wonder what he had planned… but at the same time, she was in too deep now to disobey. She was head over heels for Joker, for the man who'd taken her and shown her this new side of herself. She'd do whatever he wanted… no matter how humiliating.

There he is up ahead… so, without further ado, Haru hurries over, blushing furiously as she holds her raincoat tightly to her body. Upon laying eyes on her, Joker smiles, his gaze sweeping up and down her form.

"You did as you were told?"

Haru nods carefully at the question, wiggling in place a bit, wondering if he was going to make her prove it right here, right now on the sidewalk. There weren't too many people around, but it would still be dangerous. She'd do it if he asked though. She'd do anything for him.

"Good. Let's be off then."

He offers her his hand instead though, and she happily takes it, gasping quietly in muted pleasure as their fingers intertwine with one another. She's holding hands with Joker, and truth be told, despite everything they've done so far together, this act feels the most depraved of all. The internet was rubbing off on her again…

Biting her lower lip, Haru nevertheless lets Joker lead her down the street by the hand, her other hand continuing to hold her raincoat tightly closed, even though the thing is tied off by belt, she just doesn't trust it, given her current state of dress. Regardless, while the high heels she's wearing do make it slightly hard to keep up with Joker, not once does Haru protest or ask him to slow down.

She's just as excited as he is, truthfully, and she can't wait to see what happens next.

-x-X-x-

Their ultimate destination, it seems, is a local park. Haru bites her lower lip as Joker leads her into the park and behind some foliage, hiding them both from view quite effectively. Once they're out of sight, he turns to her, letting go of her hand and reaching into his back pocket. As he's pulling something out, he gestures at her with his free hand.

"Show me."

Haru barely hesitates, only long enough to wonder what he might have done if she hadn't obeyed, if she'd come in anything more than what he'd ordered her to wear. He would have punished her, likely… maybe she should have. Ah, but this was all such new ground for her. The bedroom was one thing. A park? That was another. That wasn't to say she wouldn't do as she was told… rather, Haru was more likely to obey right now and not think too hard about messing around, mostly because it WAS unfamiliar territory.

Regardless, undoing the bowtie of her raincoat's belt, Haru pulls the coat apart, revealing the truth… underneath the coat, she's not wearing anything at all. Completely naked, save for the high heels on her feet, Haru takes off the raincoat entirely, folding it up and handing it over to Joker. Joker smiles as he drapes her coat over one arm while at the same time holding up the rope.

"Turn around. Arms behind your back."

Doing as she's told, Haru isn't surprised when he expertly wraps her up in the rope, securing her in a complex bit of rope bondage. Her arms are quite secure behind her back by the time he's done, of course, but also her entire upper torso is wrapped int an interlocking weave of the rope, leaving her looking like nothing more than a bondage-loving freak. And she is… she is a bondage-loving freak. She's Joker's bondage-loving freak.

At the same time though, she's also Haru Okumura, and oh what if someone recognizes her? What if someone notices them and records them and uploads it to the internet? What if her family finds out what she's doing with Joker? Biting her lower lip, Haru's not sure she's ever been wetter as she rubs her inner thighs together, standing there with her arms bound behind her back, completely naked in high heels, completely at Joker's mercy.

Ah, but then he brings out the collar and leash and Haru finds that she CAN get wetter. She nearly orgasms on the spot, her knees buckling for just a moment as he collars her and attaches the leash to said collar, taking full control of her movement as he wraps the end of the leash around his hand, still holding her raincoat over his arm like he's being the perfect gentleman and hasn't just finished tying her up and collaring her like she's his bitch.

"… Come along now, pet."

And thus, Haru is forced to come right along. Not that she's all that reluctant or resistant. The idea of getting caught is more arousing than it should be, more thrilling than it should be, and Haru knows that. Yet, she can't help but be excited all the same at the thought, even as Joker tugs on her leash and leads her out from behind the foliage, into the park proper.

Now, to be fair, it's fairly late at night. There are some lights on, but the park is rather empty, and many parts of it are quite dimly lit, making it rather hard to make out anyone who isn't standing directly under one of the lamps scattered throughout the place. That's not to say the park is entirely empty, however. There's still people out and about, even this late at night. From dog walkers to more normal couples just having a quiet date together… yes, there are people other than the two of them who are enjoying the park.

At any moment, she might be caught, they might be caught, and Haru finds herself vibrating with excitement at the thought. And yet, seeming to be almost omniscient about the park's other denizens, Joker artfully maneuvers them through the place without a single eye ever laying upon them. And he makes it look so natural too. It's not like he has her ducking out of sight every few minutes in a panic, no… he simply walks her along, and while Haru and Joker see plenty of people, they never seem to see them, no matter how out in the open they are.

Eventually though, Joker does lead her behind a bush, where he takes his cock out. As his half-hard length flops from his pants, he looks at her and speaks a single word of command.

"Down."

Given that he didn't say kneel, Haru falls into a crouch instead, worried that if she went down on her knees, not only would she get stains, she'd not be able to get back up onto her feet again without help. Spreading her legs nice and wide and bending them at the knee instead as she drops into the crouch, Haru comes face to cock with Joker's glorious member, biting her lower lip for only a moment before leaning forward and getting to work.

She doesn't need him to tell her what to do here, it's blatantly obvious. Even still, there's definitely something new and exciting about sucking off Joker in this scenario, compared to back home. In his bedroom, she was usually so restrained that the most she could do was open her mouth to grant him access. He was always so thoroughly in control, fucking her face, using her to his heart's content. All she could do was be along for the ride.

This was different, at least for the time being. After all, while he was still holding her leash in his hand and could use that to guide her up and down his length, he wasn't doing so at the moment. More so, his other arm was somewhat occupied with carrying her raincoat still. So, for the moment at least, all Joker was using was his words. It was up to Haru to actually perform the sexual act for once.

And perform it she did. Even if part of her did want to put her hands on his cock and lovingly stroke it, she couldn't because she was tied up. And she did love being tied up… regardless, slurping and sucking at his member as it grows thicker and harder in her mouth by the moment is a very pleasurable experience indeed. Haru bobs up and down on Joker's member, doing her level best to take as much of him in her mouth as she can.

Eventually, his cockhead begins to hit the back of her throat, but the overeager submissive bondage freak isn't going to let that stop her. Forcing herself to take him down the back of her throat is a bit difficult, but nevertheless, she's driven and eager to please. Her enthusiasm leads to her choking and gagging on his prick, gobbling it down even as she gurgles around his length.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

Her slobber and saliva drip down from her chin onto her bouncing, jiggling breasts, but Haru doesn't let up for even a moment all the same. She needs to prove her worth, she needs to make Joker happy. He's giving her an opportunity here, an opportunity to show him what she's made of, to secure her place at his side. Everything else, it doesn't really matter. Her father, her family's status, their wealth. Fuck them.

All that matters to her now is Joker and the others. Mostly Joker, even at that. She'd give up on being a Phantom Thief today if that was what he asked of her, if all he wanted from her was to be his loyal, willing sex pet. This was what she wanted; this was the life she desired. In her inner dialogue, Haru's enthusiasm and eagerness to please only grow more and more, until finally her feverish, aggressive, and altogether sloppy blowjob force a grunt and a release from her beloved.

The love of her life cums and he cums hard, Haru's eyes widening as she realizes she was distinctly unprepared for this. His seed explodes into her throat, and she ends up choking on it, more than a little of his white, hot load exploding out of her nostrils, out of the sides of her mouth. He makes an utter mess of her face while also dumping most of his load right down her gullet and into her stomach where it sits, warm and heavy.

But if she thought they'd be going back to their walk after that, she's mistaken. With a grunt and a tug of the leash, Joker forces Haru back to her feet. He then spins her around and pushes her into the nearest tree. Without any hands to catch herself, Haru is forced to catch herself on the somewhat unforgiving bark with her face and her tits, a soft cry leaving her lips. It only hurts a little though, she's not injured in any way. When Joker's hands grip her hips and forcibly pull her lower body back from the tree a little, Haru helps him to reposition her, leaving her half-pressed against the three and half-bent over, ready to bring him satisfaction.

Then he's inside of her. Clearly, he considered the blowjob more than enough foreplay, because even after just cumming, he's still rock hard and ready for Round Two. Haru is more than ready too, though he still manages to surprise more than a few moans and cries of ecstasy from her as he begins to fuck her rather viciously, slamming into her from behind with all his might.

She's used to being fucked hard, to be fair. Though before now, the only surfaces that Joker has plowed her against this hard have been either the softness of his bed, or the uniform hardness of the floor of his bedroom. There's also been some shower sex of course, though that was a bit rarer. Regardless, she's never been fucked against a tree trunk before. It hurts a little at first, but Joker has been upping her pain tolerance for days now and has even begun the process of rewiring her to make her associate pain with pleasure.

Needless to say, the rubbing of the tree bark against her face and tits eventually begins to stimulate her something fierce, leaving Haru moaning louder and louder, until finally she's squealing as an orgasm hits her hard. The thought that she might have been heard does cross her mind, but it's not like Joker gives her any time to worry about it, not providing any sort of break or anything like that as he continues to plow her mercilessly into the tree, seeming thoroughly provoked by her sloppy blowjob.

She cums around his cock again and again, just as he's trained her to. She orgasms her brains out of her little empty head, eyes rolling back in her skull, tongue lolling out of her mouth and tasting tree bark as she's railed savagely from behind. By the time he finally cums inside of her, her legs are undeniably weak, almost feeling like jelly.

However, when he pulls out of her and tugs on her leash, Haru nonetheless finds the strength to remain standing on her unsteady legs, feeling distinctly wobbly but nonetheless unwilling to embarrass herself in front of her beloved. Joker just smiles at her as he looks her up and down, from the fresh cum leaking out of her drooling quim to the dried ejaculate coating her face and chest.

"Good girl. Let's continue our walk, shall we?"

And continue they do…

-x-X-x-

They walk the park for what feels like half the night, though of course it's interspersed with more debauchery here and there. Whenever he seems to begin feeling randy, Joker pulls her out of sight and fucks her some more, cumming inside of her after making her climax multiple times from his glorious cock. No one ever sees them though, somehow. But… that doesn't mean no one hears them.

By the time the police sirens begin to sound at the entrance of the park, the flashing lights visible through the trees, Haru is thoroughly coated in Joker's cum. He's both creampied her and came on her body more times than she can count by this point, leaving her painted in the sticky white substance but also leaking it betwixt her thighs.

She freezes up at the sound of the police, and stays frozen at first, even when Joker tugs on her leash and gives her a command.

"Come."

But she doesn't hear him, much to her later shame. She's stuck, like a deer caught in headlights, eyes wide and staring out at the flashing police lights, listening to the sirens. This is it, isn't it? This is the end. This is where they get caught, where she gets discovered for the horny, slutty, bondage-loving freak that she is. Her father will call her a whore and likely disown her, while Joker will get in trouble because of her, maybe even going to prison. Maybe they'll both go to jail, different ones of course, and they'll never see-urk!

In the midst of her spiraling thoughts, Joker tugs HARD on the leash, nearly sending Haru sprawling. Instead, he pulls her into him, grabbing her harshly by the arm and growling into her ear angrily.

"Come!"

And come she does, half-following, half-being dragged by Joker as he takes her to the nearest shelter… a public bathroom, a woman's public bathroom to be exact. Joker yanks Haru into a stall with him, and together they hide there, even as the police search the area. The entire time, Haru is trembling. Not out of fear of being caught anymore though, oh no. That's passed. She's trembling in horror of what she did out there, how she froze up… how she disobeyed Joker's initial command.

Utter shame fills every fiber of her being. She really… she failed him. Her beloved. If they'd gotten caught, if they DID get caught, it would be all her fault, in the end. Because she didn't obey. Because she didn't listen, wasting valuable time that Joker could have used to get them out of there easier. What if her freezing up had been what forced him to resort to hiding in this bathroom instead of getting them away entirely? What if they were caught now, because of her?

In the end, they weren't, but as soon as they hear the police leaving, the sirens shutting off, the flashing lights disappearing from the window, Haru is stumbling all over herself to apologize.

"I-I'm sorry, s-sir. I don't-ah!"

Joker silences her with a backhanded slap across her face. It's not a particularly rough slap, not so much designed to hurt her as it is to get her attention. He gives her a piercing stare, a gaze that makes it clear he's looking down on her right now, that he's disappointed in her.

"I don't want your apologies or your excuses… I want you to do better next time. Is that understood?"

Averting her gaze submissively, flushing in horror and embarrassment at her own conduct, Haru nevertheless nods.

"Y-Yes sir…"

Joker hums for a moment.

"Good. Though you will still have to be punished."

Out of his other back pocket comes something that makes Haru gulp. Nevertheless, she lets him apply this latest humiliation to her all the same, a nose hook that wraps over the top of her head and hooks into the back of her collar, drawing back her nostrils and making her look like… like some sort of fuck pig. Once the nose hook is properly in place, Joker forces her back into a crouch again, and thrusts his cock back down her throat, fucking her face right then and there.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

As she gurgles and gags and chokes on his cock once more, Haru just lets Joker do as he likes with her throat. She knows she deserves it, after all, she knows she needs to be punished for her inability to follow the simplest of orders immediately.

-x-X-x-

As he forces Haru to deep-throat his cock, he's not nearly as unobservant as she is. Meaning, he's noticed that in the absence of flashing police lights, there's someone else peeking through the bathroom window now, watching Haru choke down his member. Not just watching either… but recording with a video camera.

Under normal circumstances, Joker would go and kick the peeper's ass. But… he recognizes Futaba, can see that their fellow thief is currently blushing profusely as she watches and tapes the entire encounter. She hasn't noticed that he's seen her, but then to be fair, he's looking at her through the mirror above the sinks, not actually directly staring at her. And she's far too focused on watching Haru take his cock down her throat at the moment, it seems.

Regardless, Joker is enjoying himself, so he's not about to call Futaba out on her spying, nor is he going to end things too early. Still, perhaps Haru deserves a chance to notice that they're being watched and recorded. Pulling her off of his cock, he drags the gorgeous young woman to her feet and bends her over the sink, once again taking her from behind. This time though, he tosses her raincoat onto the sink beside them, so he has full range of movement, and takes full control of the resulting sexual encounter.

One hand grabs hold of Haru by her hair, while the other settles on her hip. He enjoys seeing her expression in the mirror, especially with the nose hook transforming her already cum-covered face into a more humiliating position. Watching her face contort with pleasure all while her nostrils are being pulled up… it's kind of sexy, in a hilarious sort of way.

Regardless, he fucks into her while pulling harshly on her hair, and Haru responds with mewling moans and ecstatic cries, orgasming around his pistoning prick in short order. But then, she loves this, she loves being used, loves being bound and abused. This isn't really a punishment, is it? So, Joker begins to spank Haru's ass, smacking one butt cheek after the other as he continues to fuck her to his heart's content.

He forces her to count out the first dozen strikes or so, but eventually she loses the ability to speak under the constant barrage of pleasure and pain, so he lets up, simply spanking her and fucking her as he likes, plowing her from behind and smacking her ass until it's nice and red with his handprints.

Haru squeals and yelps and shrieks as he paddles her bottom, Joker being none too gentle about it. Perhaps that's why she never notices Futaba and her camera through the mirror. Perhaps that's why she never realizes they're being recorded through the bathroom window just behind them. It doesn't really matter in the end, but Haru spends too much of her time being utterly fucked silly for the next few hours.

It's almost morning time, by the time Joker is done with her. The sun is due to rise any moment, as they finish and clean up before preparing to leave. Haru is very clearly exhausted, and Joker doesn't trust her to be able to make it back home safely, even if she is now back in her raincoat… so, he pulls her in close, letting her cling to him as they leave the bathroom, chuckling lightly.

"You'll spend the rest of the night at my place, darling."

"Yes sir…"

Her words come out in a weak murmur, even as they exit the bathroom and leave the park behind. But not before Joker notices Futaba trying to sneak away. Does she really think he doesn't know she was there? Hm, he'll have to do something about her some time soon though. Peeping is quite the naughty pastime. Someone needs to be punished.

For now, though, he pretends like he didn't notice her, saying nothing to Haru about their voyeur, even as he leads his submissive sex pet back to his place. For now, he just wants to get back to his bed with Haru, and sleep for the last two or three hours before morning actually DOES arrive and they have to go about their days. No rest for the wicked, and they'd been VERY wicked that night.

Unfortunately, that last thought proves to be truer than Joker could have expected. As they make their way into Café Leblanc, both of them hear noises coming from upstairs in Joker's bedroom. Frowning, the two exchange a glance, their exhaustion rapidly forgotten in favor of concern over who might have broken into the place.

Rushing upstairs, Joker makes it to his bedroom first, with Haru right behind him, both ready for a fight as he tosses the door open. Of course, if they'd spent just a moment longer listening to the noises coming from his room, maybe they would have realized they weren't about to find a fight… but they'd been hasty.

As such, all three of them are a bit surprised. Joker, Haru… and Ann Takamaki, who's currently laid out on Joker's bed, her clothing disheveled and pulled up to expose her juicier bits as she fingers herself with one hand… while sniffing Joker's boxers with the other. All three are certainly surprised to see each other… but Ann is the only one mortified, her eyes widening to the size of saucers as she freezes much like Haru did earlier.

But unlike Haru earlier, Ann has been caught, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. Joker finds himself staring at the flustered, mortified young woman… and wondering what to do now. One thing was for sure though, he sort of doubted he was getting any sleep tonight after all.