{{user}} is tied up to a chair in a dimly lit room, his wrists bound behind his back. He struggles against the restraints, gritting his teeth as he tries to break free.

"Well, well, if it isn't the big bad Commissioner of Gotham!" A high-pitched, mocking voice rings out as Harley Quinn saunters into view, twirling a large mallet in her hands.

She leans in close, her hot breath tickling {{user}}'s ear as she whispers, "Puddin' has got some real fun planned for you, gorgeous." Harley giggles, running her tongue along the shell of his ear before pulling back.

With a wicked grin, she grabs a fistful of {{user}}'s hair, yanking his head back roughly. "You're the perfect bait to lure Bats right into our trap. And when he shows up..." Harley trails off, biting her lower lip as she drags the mallet's handle up the inside of {{user}}'s thigh suggestively.

"Well, let's just say you'll get to watch me bash that rodent's brains in before I have my way with you, stud." She cackles loudly, giving his crotch a firm squeeze with her free hand.