"I see...You only followed my orders out of fear and self-preservation." Reka's hand reaches the officer's chest, fondling one of the woman's breasts while she speaks. "But, you still did exactly what I told you, slut." She smirks. "Maybe I need to encourage you by showing you what a light punishment feels like." She rolls her victim's nipple between her fingers. "No, I'll allow you to have your reward first. Whatever your reasoning, you did earn it." Reka lowers her head to the prisoner's chest, mouth latching on to the teat not already being played with. Her other hand slides down from the woman's cheek, passing through the cop's deep valley of cleavage on it's way to the white panties covering the captive's sex. Reka sucks one hardening nipple and pinches the other while her second hand glides along the fabric resting against the girl's lower lips.
Karolina kneels before her beloved, her tongue licking every inch of his rod, worshipping it. Finally, she strokes him with both hands and begs him to cover her in his seed.
The woman's nipples hardened, as Reka toyed with them. A moan escaped her throat and Reka could spot a wet spot on her panties. She shivered... then suddenly arched as pleasure went through her body - the chains holding her, preventing to do anything more.
The night followed in fucking... until she and Helen both collapsed on the bed, unconscious. Nobunaga was especially rough with Helen, binding her, stuffing her holes and fucking her mercilessly. Soon... both women lost consciousness. ... There was crash... and Karolina weakly opened her eyes - she realised that some armed man walked into the room... and she and Helen were only wearing their stockings! What's more Karolina was laying on top of bound Helen in a position that could be interpreted in only one way, as their breasts were crashed against each other... that, and Nobunaga was nowhere to be seen. "The tip was right! Arrest those sluts!" The leader exclaimed waving his gun.
Reka's mouth detaches with a pop, but her hands continue their work. She rises up to her full height and whispers into the white-haired woman's ear. "You love being chained and used by me, don't you, whore? Don't try to deny it; look at how much you're thrashing around in pleasure already. I've barely even started, but your panties are soaking wet." The immortal's hands cease playing with the woman and move to hold the officer's hips. "If you want more from me, slave, you're going to beg for it~ Just imagine it--my mouth on your pussy, licking you allll the way to the orgasm you so desperately need~ Beg for your reward."
Though Karolina's weak and tired after the fuck session, her honed reflexes kick into gear, as she leaps up from the bed, and away from Helen. Her mind's spinning, wondering what the hell is happening, but she knows that if she stops to ask questions, she risks losing the initiative. The naked woman rushes the leader, knowing that his gun is no threat to her, and knowing that he won't be expecting a woman to be properly trained in combat, let alone a master. Grabbing the leader's arm in one of the moves Nobu showed her, Karolina twists it violently in the wrong direction, before slamming the elbow to break it. Then, she catches the pistol before it hits the ground, lining the leader up in front of his men, pointing the weapon at his face, and firing, so the ball travels through him and hits someone behind him.
"No~ Shut up~" The policewoman exclaimed, moaning and trashing in Reka's hold. As the immortal woman let her go, the woman's face was covered with blush, but she looked at Reka defiantly. "Fuck you!" The woman groaned, with resistance, despite her body shaking with pleasure.
Spoiler Combat Karolina 48 +20(immortal) Opponent1 90 Karolina 96+20(immortal) Opponent2 27 Karolina 4+20(immortal) Opponent3 40 Karolina 95+20(immortal) Opponent4 +24 Opponent5 -10 (second row) +26 Opponent6 -10 (second row) +87 Opponent7 -10 (second row)+88 Opponent8 -10 (second row)+68 Opponent9 -20 (in the back)+94 Opponent10 -20(in the back) +26 Opponent11 -20(in the back)+36 Opponent12 -20(in the back)+52 Karolina threw herself forward, first she took down the leader, used his gun to kill the underling. Then she finished of the commander. But she failed to dodge two other assaliants. Two bayonets pierced her and the man pushed her back. She groaned from pain as the men removed the blades. She stumbled back, wounded, but not defeated. But as she looked back at her assistants, they stepped to the side - forming two rows of firing line. Bang! a number of bullets pierced her body, with strength, making her stumble back. She this with her ass against the balcony... and flew over it, then fell down... the feeling of her body crashing against the ground was painful one... and she died. ... When she opened her eyes... it was already morning. And she was laying on the ground, as she fell.
"You won't get the chance to have me until you accept what you are, slave." Reka grins. "Just like how you won't get to cum until you ask your master nicely for permission~" Her hand goes back to the officer's panties, resuming it's tracing of the woman's sex. "I'll keep bringing you oh-so-close to orgasm only to stop right before your peak. You better not be this stubborn for long, whore. Your cunt will start feeling some painful chafing instead of this wondrous pleasure." Reka repeats this process with the white-haired woman up to a handful of times, edging the cop until she shows signs of cracking or has reached about five edges.
"You would know something about it, wouldn't you, whore?" The policewoman snarled, then she gasped as she felt Reka's fingers slip into her. Spoiler: Endurance 62 11 The first time she was brought to the edge, the policewoman gasped, but said nothing. But the second time... her will crumbled. "Please~" She gasped as her body shook.
Reka doesn't rise to the bait, having learned long, long ago that staying in complete control of her emotions is vital to retaining captives for more than an hour of blowing off steam. ---------- "What was that? I didn't quite hear you, slave." Reka smirks. She aims to keep the cop on the brink of orgasm, gently rubbing the top of the woman's canal through the dripping wet, no-longer-white fabric of her underwear.
"I'm not your fucking slave!" The woman snapped - then moaned as she felt Reka's hand again. It did not take her long to change the tune again. "Fuck! Dammit! Let me cum!" She exclaimed.
"I told you to ask nicely. Try again, slave~" Reka's other hand fondles one the officer's huge breasts, playing with the pliant flesh. Her other hand slows it's movements in the woman's pussy, somewhat easing the intense pleasure. "I'm starting to get impatient. If you can't beg properly this time, I don't think I can let you cum today..."
"Ah~" The woman moaned. She arched, moaned coiled under Reka's touch. "Ahm~" The moan then became desperate. "Please~" The woman all but whimpered, her hips bouncing on Reka's fingers.
"Good enough for your first time, but you'll have to do better if you ever want to cum again in the future." Reka lightly bites and sucks at the side of the officer's neck, marking her prey, while the hand in the woman's pussy suddenly scrapes against the top of the cave with repeated vigor. The soaked material of the captive's panties still forms a rough barrier between Reka's hand and the sensitive flesh within the girl. The hand at the cop's chest clamps down onto a tit, squeezing it, but not too hard. This is still meant to be a reward, after all. "Cum, slave!"
Karolina groans, pained and disoriented as she feels the aftereffects of death, but she rises to her feet - this isn't her first death, by any stretch of the imagination. Less concerned for herself than for Helen, she presses her back against one end of the alley wall, stretching her long legs to press against the other, and slowly, bit by bit, cursing the feeling of rough stone against her naked flesh, heads up the wall and back to the balcony, waiting a moment to make sure no one's in her room, before climbing up and investigating.
The woman moaned loudly. archig as much as the chains allowed her to. She squirmed, drenching Reka's fingers... she shivered a few times, before hanging limply, her eyes vacant, as her body was still riding waves of pleasure.
As Karolina moved up... it soon became clear that the room was searched and robbed. There was no one in. Helen was also absent...
"Looks like someone really enjoyed herself~" Reka teases as she withdraws from the woman. "See how good it feels to obey me, slave?" She lifts the cop's chin so the white-haired woman is forced to look up at her. "Don't expect me to be such a lenient master for long. You'll have to be a better pet next time if you want this kind of pleasure again. If you're a really good girl, I might make it feel even better. But, first..." The Hun steps away from her first victim and circles around to approach the second policewoman from the front. Reka raises her voice--not shouting but injecting venom into it. "...I have a disobedient bitch to discipline!" Drawing from her latent fury, both her hands snap forwards to encircle the blond officer's neck. "You're lucky I don't have any of the traditional tools to really make you suffer." She seethes. "Though using a personal touch has a little something special to it too." What was the word...? Right, catharsis. "If you're so adamant about clinging to your uniform, slave, I'll let you keep it on for now, with a few changes." Reka's hands leave the woman's throat, sliding down to the red tie loosely hanging between the captive's breasts. She tightens the accessory, making it an impromptu choker limiting the cop's air and blood flow. Spying the belt preventing the officer's uniform from unzipping past her waist, the immortal unbuckles and removes the length of black leather. "This will work nicely, but your back is facing away from me, and the chains are too tight for you to turn around, huh? That's too bad." She grins. "I guess I'll have to whip your front instead, whore." She backs away to an appropriate distance, holding the metal buckle in her hand. "You're going to count out each strike for me. I'm only planning to give you forty-or-so lashings for your insolence, but you'll have many more if you don't keep track of them." Reka flings the leather at the policewoman's tits, cracking it in time to deliver a painful impact to the side of a huge breast."
"You damn-" Crack! "AH!" Whatever the policewoman wanted to say, was interrupted by the crack of a belt landing on her tits. Crack! "Uh!" Crack! "Yhm!" The belt left red marks on her skin, as each strike made her tits jiggle and bounce. Crack! "Oh!" Her nipples were erect, hard. The blond cased her attempts to say something as the tie made it difficult. Crack! "Ah!" As Reka paused, the blond's forehead was covered with sweat. Just a few strikes, and she still didn't seem to be counting.
