The Joker squirmed under Dr. Quinzelle's steely (yet SEXY gaze).
"Yes?" the doctor said, still looking over her glasses.
"I tied up Eddie!" Little J blurted out. "It was just a joke!"
"Oh, dear, dear, dear," Harleen tisked. "You naughty, naughty. Bend over the desk."
"W-what?"
"I said bend over it!"
Joker shuffled over to the desk, almost in tears, then bent over it, her huge tits pressed against the wood, her big butt sticking into the air.
"This is for your own good, you naughty little girl," Dr. Quinzelle said as she took out a paddle. "This hurts me more than it hurts you...."
* * *
Meanwhile, Lexie Luthor puffed on her cigar as she sauntered over to one of the girls. It was a strange sight, a bald teenage girl in a power suit and with a cigar. In some ways, her personality had stayed surprisingly the same. Though in others it was pretty different.
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