Jenny sees her sister smiling seductively at her, as the two men pound her - approval in her thoughts, even as she's occupied by a second man as she works out.
Jacob looks down at her with a grin that's cut off by a moan. He grabs her head, holding her down against him. "Oh, God... Good girl..." He praises her.
"Mmmh!" Vanessa's eyes widen as he suddenly grabs her head, but instead of moving away. She stays right there, with his cock lodged deep down her throat, she licks his shaft, while her moans cause pleasant vibrations right against his glans. Instead of resisting, Vanessa's gloved hands move toward her crotch, rubbing her needy pussy through her costume.
Satisfied that her sister was experiencing bliss alongside her, Jenny basked in the rough fucking she received. The two men pounded her mercilessly, and she loved it! The cock in her pussy had her cumming constantly in no time and she made sure to take out her ecstasy on the dick in front of her, sucking it as though her life depended on it. The two men treated her as a fuck-doll and she loved it, climaxing endlessly on the rod pulverizing her pussy. When the man filled her with cum she came as hard as she had with Hammer, almost to the point of blacking out. When he withdrew his cock, Jenny whimpered in despair just as she had with Davey. Only this time her needy cunt was stuffed full again moments later as a new random man took the place of the previous. With impressive strength he lifted her up, suspending her in his arms. Jenny cooed at him, celebrating his feat of strength before the man she'd been blowing stepped between her legs. She puzzled for only a moment, wondering what he was going to do, before he joined his compatriot shoving his cock deep inside her already occupied cunt. Jenny let loose a shriek of pure ecstasy at a painful pleasure she'd never felt before. Her overstimulated mind was completely overwhelmed by the sensation of being double stuffed by two huge cocks and as a truly ceaseless orgasm overtook her, her mind went blank.
Before they entered the station, Eirk grabbed something from the car glove's box. "Just to make sure, that your milk won't be drunk by them~" He said as he pulled her bob-window open. "The-ahm~" She moaned as he kissed her breast, and sucked it until the nipple was erect. He then grabbed her tit and- "Ah!" She yelped as she felt a sting - he just pierced her nipple! How - a golden needle? She did remember telling him about her weakness, but for him to predict their continued game for so... "Yh~" The blond shivered as his lips captured her other breast and started sucking it, squeezing- "Uh!" Then her other nipple was pierced. A moment later he showed heroine a pair of golden nipple studs. "That will make you more manageable to the justice, you slutty vigilante~" He said with a smirk as he put the studs into her nipples, locking them in newly made piercings. The blond could feel her powers leaving her, her excitement rising. "You... want to leave me complete at your mercy~" Slap! "Ahm~" Amethyst Heart moaned as a sharp slap landed on her breast. A delightful shiver traveled through her body. "You are a Vigilante. A woman who unlawfully uses terror and violence for your self-styled justice... don't expect any leniency." Erik chuckled as he squeezed her breast. "I brought you here so you would be interrogated, judged, found guilty and punished." Slap! "Ah!" She almost jumped as a sharp slap landed on her ass. The heat spread over her body, as Erik slid his fingers under her costume and started fingering her. He moved his fingers a few times, before removing them, leaving her on the edge, hot and bothered. A moan escaped the heroine as he pulled her by the hair and forcing her to walk, not bothering to hide her breasts. Now truly, at his mercy, she had no choice but to follow. As they entered the building, the clicking of her heeled boots were defeating to her ears. She felt vulnerable, weak, powerless... and it turned her on as hell. Erik dragged T’yala to the desk - that was manned by someone! The woman looked up from her paperwork, her eyes landed on the heroine, "Well, if it isn't the collateral damage barbie." her voice was dripping with sarcasm. She then looked her over with hungry eyes, before turning to Erik. "You were supposed to bring this whore a month ago." 'What?' T'ayla thought. "I couldn't reach her." He shrugged. "Room five is free." The policewoman handed Erik a clipboard. The man grabbed T'yala under the arm and started dragging her along the corridor. Click, click, click. The corridor was silent, unnaturally so... but as she walked, she stopped as she noticed a movement. "Saw something interesting?" Erik chuckled as he pushed her to the door's window. Spoiler: Room 1 Inside she saw a superheroine - T'yala knew her. The woman was suspended and roughly fucked by two men. She could barely make out the woman's face - but her body seemed to arch with pleasure. "You are not the only so-called heroine who thought she was above the law. Vigilantism is a crime. She came to understand it - as she did the necessity of punishment." He pulled her to the next window. Spoiler: Room 2 She looked inside, to find another superpower woman. She was secured tightly to the table and a man was energetically fucking her ass. Suddenly she arched, her pussy squirming as climax rolled over her body. But the man did not even slow down. "Using powers on civilians without their consent is also against the law. It will take a while to reeducate this slut, before she will be allowed to rejoin the society." T'yala was pulled to the next room's window. Spoiler: Room 3 Inside she saw a small-time villain. The woman was fucked roughly, her breasts bouncing each time as the man slapped her ass. Finally, as the two climaxed, he stepped back... the villain was not given a moment to rest, as the policewoman stepped behind her wearing a strap-on. A moment later she shoved the dildo into the bound woman's sensitive pussy. "We had to spend a long time to convince this criminal to start cooperating with the police and informing us about happenings in the underworld. Of course, her cooperation only saves her from jail, not the punishment." Erik chuckled. Spoiler: Room 4 Inside T'yala saw a reporter on her knees, her top opened her round breasts hanging. Her eyes were half opened from the pleasure, as she licked the man's dick with devotion and hungry lust. "This lying whore of tabloid columnist wrote quite a few articles about police, dragging its reputation into the mud without a shred of evidence - just for publicity. It took some time to educate her of proper journalism... she also comes here periodically... for a scope." Erik chuckled as he grabbed T'yala by hair and started dragging her to room 5. Erik dragged her by her into a room - she quickly recognized an interrogation room with a double-sided mirror. There was a large steel table and a couple of steel chairs. Her eyes widen as she noticed that over the table various sex and torture toys were prepared... and waiting. Her heart almost jumped as she saw a number of officers slowly filling the room. She squeezed her thighs together as a shiver travelled through her body. Some came with folders and put them on the desk. Others started picking up sex toys and interrogation devices... "Mercy~" Her voice was weak... and hot...
"Don't bother. I already dealt with him." Calista can't disguise her contempt for the new owner. "He threatened to pull the video and the second single unless I made my image more...lewd. I'm still furious with the way he did it, but the bigger problem is making sure he doesn't push for anything I can't do since I'm...me. Can you help with that?" She asks, hopeful.
Azura nodded. “I can understand the desire. But I think you are rushing a bit too much. Before destroying everything an antidote should be created as a precaution. One, it might not be possible to destroy every sample of the mutagen and every copy of the research. And two, even if everything is destroyed someone might be able to recreate it later – and someone is sure to try, now that people know it is possible. So I'd rather be prepared for such a possibility – I have no desire to see the city descend into chaos because one overconfident idiot thinks he can create a superpowered army, crush all opposition, and and take over.” She sighed as she said the last part.
Vanessa feels her vision start to darken at the edges as he holds his cock down her throat - super powers not dimming her need for oxygen. Finally, Jacob pulls out, and she heaves for air, trails of saliva running down her chin. "I've been saving up my cum for you baby." He pulls her to her feet. "Every last drop." The heiress feels her back touch the wall, as he pulls aside the leotard.
"Ghhk, Ghhmp... gglrk..." Vanessa's gags began to weaken as she feels her consciousness slip. Yet she still didn't try to push him away, as she rubs her sensitive pussy. The perverse situation she's in only fueling her arousal. But before she blacked out, Jacob pulled out, making her cough as she greedily breathes in much needed air. Allowing him to pull her up, and push her toward the couch. "Mmmh." The heiress whimpered, keeping her nylon-clad legs spread, allowing him to pull aside her leotard. Revealing the drenched gusset of her pantyhose, along with her flimsy high-leg thong. "I-I want it, mmh, please, I want your cock deep inside of me." She said in a sultry tone, as she looks into Jacob's eyes.
The last thing she remembers before everything goes dark is the men continuing to pound their manhoods inside her body without restraint. Finally, the blonde awakens back in the private changing room Davey took her to, seeing her sister's naked body as Chastity strips out of her thoroughly ruined gym wear, and into her casual clothes. The euphoria of the drug has faded, with its effect on her powers, but her body still feels comfortable and serene, the wife not feeling as sore as she should after the pounding she just endured - it would appear that the powder has a very pleasant aftertaste, not the horrid hangover symptoms she's heard that other drugs carry. "Hey, sis." Chastity notices that Jenny's awake. "I'm...sorry about that. You told me you didn't want to do anything like that anymore, and I led you into temptation. It's all my fault." Chastity seems legitimate in her attempt to take the blame, but both sisters know that it's far from true. After all, Chastity intentionally separated herself from Jenny. It was her decision to go with Davey, and then to the Platinum Room.
"Mercy?" Erik strikes her ass from behind with something hard. "Why would I show a criminal like you mercy?" He chuckles.
"I see." The old man frowns. "Well... There's only so far they can take your image on camera because of decency laws. The problem with Vince is his reputation with beautiful women. I'll do my best - try to occupy him and make him understand that it's worth keeping you happy by not doing anything silly."
Goode nods slowly, silent as a waiter hands her a coffee. "Yes, I see your point. What I need, however, is to not be left holding the bag when this is all over. My immediate superior held my job until very recently - he was one of the main figures behind the deal with that gangster. When everything went to hell, he arranged for my promotion to his position. I jumped at the chance, but it was a poisoned chalice - he spent weeks doctoring the paperwork to make it look like the whole thing had been my idea. So you see my issue." She takes a sip. "Alright, if destroying everything immediately isn't an option, what do you propose? And why do you need me?"
Jenny shook her head and, though physically exhausted, rose to her feet. "No Chass-" she comforted her sister and embraced Chastity in a hug. "Don't blame yourself, it was my decision." That much was true, even if her judgement had been impaired by the backwash of her failed telepathic probe. Though that too had admittedly been her fault. The twins stayed entwined in each others arms for a while before Jenny broke away and forced a smile for her sister. "I know that I said I wanted to stop, but you did nothing wrong. Please don't blame yourself. You've only been an amazing sister." Jenny then stretched and looked around the room. "I'm going to need a shower before we leave. Could I ask you to grab my clothes from my locker so I can change when I'm done?"
"I know, but one mistake while recording can mean the entire company, and maybe the public too, learns the secret. He hasn't tried getting into my pants. He probably thinks I'm too valuable to the company to risk it." Calista frowns. "I guess that means I have to prove him right. Ugh. Thanks for helping me out with him, though. Do you need anything from me?" She asks the elderly man genuinely.
Jacob rubs his hard cock against her entrance, his tip prodding against her labia. Finally, he decides to show mercy, tearing open her nylons and thrusting up inside her. "You didn't come here to tell me your identity, did you?" He growls between thrusts. "You came here for this."
Chastity hugs back tightly, happy her sister isn't blaming her. "Thanks, sis. Sure, I'll grab your stuff and wait in the change rooms."
"Mmh." Vanessa shudders as he rips open her pantyhose, and savagely hilts himself inside of her. "Haaahn!" The heiress moans, grabbing onto the couch as her pussy greedily clamps down on his shaft, "N-no I, oooh, y-yesss, yess, I wanted this. Aaahn, I want you to fuck me, mmmh, fuck me h-hard." She immediately gave up trying to explain, as his cockhead rams against her cervix. Her womb, whose only just learned the pleasure of being pounded throbbing in excitement.
"No, no... Just worry about your own needs for now." The old man says. "For now, I'll see about getting your name out there, maybe a few small one night shows."
Her face immediately lights up with joy. "Really?! I can't wait! Thanks again! I better get back to the recording booth. Some things need reworking now with the new direction." Calista quickly walks with a swing in her step meet up again with the producer working on her song and begin the process of re-recording for the rest of the day, assuming nothing comes up.
