"Time to feed, the little bitch." One, of your comrades said, obviously annoyed.
It was your turn to hand, the food to her, and you were terrified.
"Ready?" Your friend said, putting his hand on your shoulder.
"Ya... It's just the stories are getting to me. The last guy, almost died, feeding her." You responded.
The troops, started to head, toward the cages, that held Harley, and you ran at the same pace.
When you entered the room, you saw Harley, hanging, in the cloth, hammock.
"Ooo, a new play buddy. Who's the lucky guy?" Harley asked, getting down from the hammock. (She is in my own jail cell, but it looks almost exactly like the one in the movie, Suicide squad.)
You walked closer then the other guards, and held the food, in your hands.
"Now, what do we have here?" She asked, getting closer to the bars, that separated you and her. She was now able to grab your, shoulders, and pulled you closer to the bars, until your noses were touching.
She smiled wickedly, and grabbed the food from your hands.
"So, what's your name?" She asked in her usual playful self.
"(Y/n) (L/n)." You replied, trying to keep your self together.
Saddly Harley heard, a bit of your fear, and smiled.
"You know, let's make a deal." She said openly.
"I won't blow up, this whole cell-" she said, holding out a bomb and smiled evilly.
"If, the girl can come in with me, for the rest of my sentence." She said evilly.
You froze completely, in complete horror, and stood there listening for the commander's orders.
They all stood there, waiting for an answer, until a radio came on.
"Harley, if you give us, the bomb we will give you (Y/n)." They said, no emotion in the deal, and one of your comrades, came up and took the bomb from Harley, and threw you in the cell.
"It, been good, doin' business with ya." She said, walking seductivly toward you.
The troop left, you and Harley alone,in the cell. No camera, no security. You were pressed against the bars, and Harley was still walking toward you.
"Time to have some fun." She said, liking her lips, and she rubbed your arms, and pressed her body against your's.
You soon, felt, Harley grab the collar of your shirt and pull you to a chair. (BTW you are wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.)
She grabbed, hidden ropes and tied your hands, to the chair.
"Now, pipe down, voices. I'm getting to that!" She said, as she sat on your lap, straddling you.
"What are you getting to?" You asked, as your face went red.
Harley, lead her pointer finger up your body, and once she got to your chin, she pulled your lip down.
"Toddler or baby?" She asked, randomly.
"What..... I don't get it." You said, as a sweat drop rolled down your face.
"Well both are rough with their toys. So I'll go rough, on you, my toy." She said and laugh.
All in all that night, Harley stole your virginity, and you loved it. Every second of it.
