Harlivy's rubber night of fun

by Creativeparrott (ao3)

Gotham city.

The city of crime. While many cities in the state host many costume critters, it seems that Gotham City hosts the most insane one. One only needs to look at the likes of the Joker and Two-Face to get that idea. Not to mention Arkham Asylum, the world's most escapable prison. Seriously it is as if the wall were made out of cardboard or they built it with a big red button that was labelled ‘release all the deadly psychopaths’.

But anyway…

This story isn’t about them. 

No, this is about two on-and-off criminals, just so happens that one of them used to work for the Joker some time ago. 

Hidden away, away from the city's noise, was an apartment. And with that apartment housed two people. They were one Harleen Quinzel and one Doctor Pamela Isley. Through to the rest of the world, they were more known as Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy. Two members of the Gotham Sirens. 

Now of course, if one were to see them, one would think that they were plotting some kind of plot. But to those thinking they would be disappointed. For you see, it was date night.

And the pair was about to have some fun.

The pair were currently standing in a room that they made only the two of them had access to. Within there was a room that was covered in a dark red wallpaper with black diamonds and a large bed. Now when looking at you would wonder why they were making sure only they could enter it. No, it was everything else that was in there, since this room was where they kept all of their bondage gear. For example, the bed had two black latex sheets covering it. There was a walk-in wardrobe, filled with all of their kinky outfits and larger gear that they couldn’t keep in drawers. The drawers themselves were filled with gears like, rope, belts and a range of different gags. Next to it was a Saint Andrew cross while on the ceiling were a few hooks drilled in, ready for some chains to be attached to them. Laying on the floor was a large transparent latex sheet within a rectangle frame, with a tube sticking out. Attached to the frame was a hose that was connected to a vacuum. 

Speaking of the pair, they were standing next to the frame, making their final preparations. Harley was wearing a red latex bodysuit, while her hair was done up in pigtails. The only thing of note was that her hands were trapped inside rubber mittens, leaving them useless. The suit was being zipped up by Ivy who was wearing a latex bodysuit of her own, with her being a dark green than Harley’s red. 

“There we go,” Ivy said, having a look at her work. “All good there, Harl?”

Harley just giggled, “Of course, Pammie.”

“Now do you remember the safe word? Cause once we start I’m not letting you go till we’re done or I hear the code.”

“Of course!” She said before she began humming the tune of “na, na, na, Batman!”

“Good girl. Now then let's get you inside there so we can have some fun.”

“Yes ma’am!” Harley saluted, bringing up one of her rubber balls to do the salute before walking over to the frame with Ivy. 

Ivy opened one side of the frame, allowing Harley to wiggle her way inside. Ivy waited until Harley was nicely in the middle with her hands raised to her head and her leg spread wide and the tube was around Harley’s lips that she sealed the top of the frame. 

“Ready Harl?” She asked to which she got a nod.

With that, she walked over to the vacuum and pressed the button. Within seconds the machine spurred to life and began to suck the air out of the bed. Ivy watched as the sheet slowly pressed down upon Harley, robbing her of her ability to move. The sheets began encasing the outline of her body, till the two sheets were firmly pressed together. After a few minutes, Ivy turned off the vacuum to look at the results. 

Harley was firmly trapped within a vacbed. The transplant sheets, while making everything a bit blurry, hadn’t completely robbed Harley of her vision. Allowing her to make out objects around her.  

Ivy walked over to her now-bound girlfriend and laid down beside her. 

“Are you comfortable, Harl? Finding nice and tight? Unable to move?” Ivy asked as she ran her hand up and down Harley’s rubber-covered body.

“HHMMP!” 

“Wonderful. Now then, time to have some fun.”

With that, Ivy reached over to Harley’s breast with the hand that was running up and down Harley’s body and began to play with it. Harley couldn’t help but let out a moan as she felt herself being played with. Wave after wave of pleasure shot through her, her body clearly enjoying being a plaything for Ivy. Her moaning only increased when Ivy started to lick her other breast, making sure to give that side some love as well. It felt like it was going on forever, with Ivy only stopping once she saw that Harley’s breast was completely covered in drool and only then did Ivy just swap side to repeat with the other breast. She could feel herself getting wetter but Ivy didn’t seem to be giving her crotch the attention that it craved. With how she was sealed she knew that she couldn’t even give herself some relief. She could barely move her thighs together much less rub them together. 

But despite her desires, Harley does her best to resist. Why? Because right now she was nothing but Ivy’s slave and right now that means that her word is law. And without that word, Harley doesn’t have permission to come yet. So right now she was going to be a good girl and hold out till Ivy gave her that permission. 

…

Although…

Being a bad girl also had its perks. And Harley was infamous for being naughty.

With a moan, she struggled about with more vigour than she had before. Not that it did much with how tightly packed she had been inside of the vacbed but it was more than enough to get the attention of Ivy, who stopped to watch the show unfolding before her. 

Ivy tutted. “My my. It seems that someone is a bit needy tonight.” An idea popped into her head. “But maybe this would help you to calm down.”

Without another word Ivy reached over to Harley’s tube and placed a finger over it, blocking off the flow of air. It didn’t take long to get the reaction that Ivy wanted. Harley began to squirm as she felt her air began to run out as her lung burned. Harley didn’t know how longer she could last when just as quickly it began it ended. She gasped as her tube was unblocked allowing her to breathe once more. Ivy watched her lover take greedy helpings of air as if she never had it before. 

“Calm down now?” She asked but to her surprise, Harley shaked her head. “Did that just make you more horny?”

Harley nodded or as best as she could while sealed within the bed. 

“Ok Harl,” Ivy said as she got up and grabbed a magic wand and sat back down next to her lover. “Only because I love watching you squirm. Now take a deep breath.”

Harley did so, taking a large helping of air. Taking that as her que ivy covered up her tube once more. She let Harley squirm for a few moments before turning on the wand and pressing it against Harley's crotch. The effect was instant, as Harley's squirming began anew and her body shivered with pleasure. Harley couldn’t help but let out a moan even though it meant using up what little pressure air she had left. But Harley didn’t care. She didn’t care that she could feel her lung burning, no what she cared about was the fact she felt on cloud nine as was finally getting the pleasure she craved. Without thinking about it, Harley grinded her crotch against the wand, moaning loudly as she did so. 

After what felt like forever, but it was only a few seconds, Ivy removed her finger to allow Harley to breathe once more. But not before Ivy removed the wand from Harley’s crotch, getting the whine for her.

Ivy just laughed. “Now, now Harl. The fun just began.”

With that, Ivy took her time playing with Harley. Taking pleasure in controlling her lover’s breathing while teasing her with the wand, repeating the cycle of closing the tube, wand, opening the tube and removing the wand over and over again. Harley's moans were music to her ears. It was clear that she was enjoying it as much as Harley was so much so that she was tempted to take the wand and use it on herself. Denying Harley the climax she craved. But no she didn’t do that, after all, Harley had been waiting patiently.

So after the latest cycle of breathplay Ivy led down to look at Harley as she removed her finger from the tube. Harley was barely there, her eyes nearly rolled up to the back of her head while breathing heavily, her mind almost completely lost in a sea of pleasure. 

“You've been such a good girl, Harl,” Ivy told her as she stroked Harley's head. “As such, I think that it's only fair that I give you your reward.” She paused as she turned the wand to its highest setting. “Now cum for your Mistress.”

With that command, Ivy pressed the wand up against Harley's crotch and let it work its magic. Harley, who was only just regaining her senses, lost them again as felt the wand against her once more. The shivers that she felt before were nothing compared to the tidal wave of pleasure that she felt now. All she could do was act on instinct, trusting her crotch up against the wand, grinding with it as her moans grew ever louder. 

Because of all the teasing that Ivy had subjected Harley to before, Harley was fast approaching her limit. Soon her breath quickened as her moaning got louder until…

“MMMHPP!!!” Harley moaned as she orgasmed, her body arched as she came and her eyes fully rolled to the top of her head as pleasure washed over her. 

As she was lost to the pleasure she was completely unaware of Ivy began quickly undoing the vacbed, unsealing Harley from her rubber prison and letting air freely flow around her. Once she had recovered enough Ivy helped her get out before pulling Harley into a hug. 

The two just sat there, still covered in rubber, enjoying the pleasant silence while basking in their love for one another. 

After a while Ivy. “Did you have fun Harl?” She asked as she stroked Harley’s head, running her fingers through her hair.

“Of course I did, Red,” Harley replied, her voice a bit horst which was a sign for Ivy to pass Harley a bottle of water. Once she drank a bit from it, Harley continued. “But I wouldn’t mind having a bit more fun. If you you know what I mean.”

“I see. What did you have in mind?” Ivy asked, to which Harley whispered her idea into Ivy’s ear. “Oh. I think I can make that work.”

Only Harley could come up with an idea like this.

Not long later, Ivy took a step back to look at her handiwork. Once again Harley had been sealed with a vacbed. However, this was different than before. Instead of the transparent sheets, this one was a solid black, the latex sheet in question was also infused with a special material that would allow someone within it to breathe normally. 

The material came from Star Labs… Don’t ask why they would make something like this, sometimes heroes also want some fun. 

As well as the changes to the sheet, Harley requested a few changes to her own outfit too. Or add on as it were. She still wore the bodysuit, but following that she asked to be restrained even more. She was quickly put in a red and black latex straitjacket, her arm now bound in a self-hug, with her leg bound tightly within a black legbinder with red accents. Her mouth was sealed with a strip of microfoam tape that was mixed with a chemical that made it impossible to remove without another chemical that only Ivy could create. 

That only would’ve made Harley helpless but Ivy didn’t stop there. 

Harley's ears were plugged with earplugs that were connected to a speaker so that she could still hear Ivy or whatever Ivy wanted her to hear. Then Harley's face was concealed with a black latex hood. The hood itself had no holes within it save for two small holes for her nostrils and another two holes so that her pigtails could stick out. A collar was then placed around her neck, a tag on it saying ‘Ivy’s pet’. Lastly, a chastity belt was buckled around her with two dildos inserted inside of her. 

Once she was tightly restrained and sealed within the vacbed, Ivy had her vines connect to the four corners of the frame and themselves each to one of four hooks, two on the ceiling and two on the floor. 

The results? Harley was left completely helpless. 

“There we go. You ok there Harl?” Ivy asked into the speaker as she slapped Harley’s rubber-covered butt which got a moan from her as a response. “Good because I was thinking of leaving you like that and having more fun in the morning. Does that sound ok?”

She didn’t tell Harley that she would probably stay bound up as was right now, but Harley wouldn’t mind it. Honestly, with that set up, Ivy had put Harley in, she thought about a few people that she would love to put in that. Maybe a few bats, or some birds or even possibly a cat.

Ah, she’ll run it by Harley later. Ivy was sure that she would want in on the fun. 

“MMPHH!” Harley moaned back which was good enough for Ivy. 

“Good. Sweet dreams.” Ivy said as she walked away from Harley's rubber prison and got into bed, not before grabbing the wand. “Oh, almost forgot.” She presses a button on the remote that she keeps on her person. Harley let out a yelp and then a moan as she felt the vibrator turn on and began to tease her. They were set to their lowest setting and the belt was designed to turn them off if it detected if the wearer was close to orgasming. 

As Ivy got into bed and pulled the latex sheet over herself she got an idea. She turns the wand on and presses it against her crotch. She brought the speaker up to her mouth.

“Ah, oh yes~” Ivy moaned, knowing full well that Harley could hear her. 

Sure enough Harley began squirming and moaning both from being teased and the sound of her lover pleasuring herself. She wanted nothing to come again but she knew that it was fruitless right now. 

Not that it wasn’t going to stop her from enjoying this. 

And so the room was filled with the lustful moan of the lovers for hours to come.

And for the idea Ivy had?

That was a tale for another time.