This was not unexpected. It was unlikely that one person would be able to afford a nice place like this alone and there were no signs that she was a widow living off a will or anything like that, so the husband had to enter the picture at some point. Still, he was no threat but the question became if it would be easier to kill him and leave his body to send the message to his true target, or perhaps corrupt him as he had the officer before. An average man like that, living with a much more attractive woman who had an impossibly fit sister to boot, had to have insecurities to exploit, if he chose the latter tactic. He decided to observe just a bit longer, waiting to see how the two interacted before making his move either way.
Sapphira nods. "Sure, you're probably starving after your tussle with that villain." Sapphira nods. "Want me to make you something, or do you wanna go out?" Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100:77 Looking around, Vanessa spots a young man she doesn't recognise from her earlier encounter. Looking him up and down, she sees that he's slightly less powerfully built than the rest of them, his eye not quite on the ball as he looks worriedly up in the direction of the sounds of battle. Looking around, Sonata sees that he's in some sort of supply room, filled by several rows of shelves filled with alcohol. Along the far side of the room is a door leading further into the building, through which Sonata can hear the sounds of heavy footfalls heading in his direction.
"I-I..." Kizuhara gulps, before moaning into the kiss. "The things that go on there... Will we be available to anyone who wants us?" She gulps and blushes, before sliding the vibrator between her legs. The driver grins, taking the offered tip and raising them to his nose, before opening his mouth. "You want me to wait here and take you home?" He asks, clearly hoping she will say yes.
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 38 (Fail) Sadly, Squidlock fails to see anything he can overtly exploit. The couple do not seem overly affectionate with one another, though that could just be that the husband is tired after a day of work.
“I don't feel like going out right now, so I'll lie down while you cook. I should rest while I can – you never know when something else unexpected might happen.” Azura replied as she finished her cup of coffee and got up to go lie down.
Finding a rookie thug, Vanessa decides on her target. "Alright, let's do it. Lawrence, we'll take that guy down, you take his gun." She whispered, looking around to make sure the other thugs were focused on the fighting going on upstairs. Once she figured they could move without being spotted, Vanessa nods at Lawrence, giving him the signal to attack. She attempts to sneak to the weak looking thug, aiming to wrap her right arm around his neck, with her left hand going to cover his mouth to muffle his groans.
Shit! Sonata hides behind the shelving, muting his movements. He keeps his sonar pulses active, trying to stay aware of where the steps are coming from relative to him and staying separated by as much of the room as possible until he gets a chance to dash through the door leading into the club.
"No~ we will be only available to those we agree to be available to~" Faye said as she kissed the woman again. "Or those we give our cards to~" As Kizuhara was occupied with admiring the place they came to, Faye turned to the driver, as he opened the door to her. "Oh, my~ are you perhaps hoping for something, hmm?" She said, delighted as she raised the man's chin with her index finger. "But what makes you think, I would be interested in a peon like you?" She said teasingly, as she lightly slapped the man's cheek. The young man's skin darkened a little, but before he could react, Faye slipped her card into his front pocket. "But, you might show some promise~ This one is the last one to be used - after party." She said as she turned away and left with Kizuhara to party proper. Soon they entered the mansion.
Azura collapses, face against the pillow as she feels unexpectedly drained by her fight. As the smell of cooking food wafts into the bedroom, the heroine feels soft hands pressing into her back, massaging the tired muscles. ''Want some company, or are you too tired?'' Esmerelda asks, straddling the younger woman.
The sheer naughtiness of the judge's hand on her thigh turned Jenny on and had her heart racing. Her fingers gracefully danced up and down Holness's hardening member and she settled into his side as they ordered drinks. With each passing minute her arousal grew, her mind anticipating what the honorable judge would have her do and what he would do to her. Occasionally, she would readjust herself to give the man a better view or access to a part of her body he was particularly occupied with, and as she finished her drink she was almost ready to ride his cock in the booth.
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 85 As a loud bang sounds up on deck, attracting the attention of the guards, Vanessa spots her chance and takes it. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 70+10+10 Moments later, the man is flailing his arms, cries for help muffled, as Lawrence snatches his pistol and chambers a round, and Vincent shuffles over on his knees, hands still bound. Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 61 Luckily, as the door swings open, Sonata feels the person on the other end move straight to investigate the broken lock. Before the door can shut closed before the guy, the hero is across and into the club, footsteps muffled. With his sensitive hearing, Sonata is nearly blown away by the sheer volume of music that pounds through the interior of the building. Looking around, he sees that the clientele are a mix of punk aesthetic enjoying civilians, and members of the gang he encountered earlier. Looking around, he sees a stage, a bar, and a set of stairs leading up to a second floor balcony, a jacketed thug guarding the steps. In the throng, Sonata has so far avoided attention entirely. The driver grins, eyes flashing in such a way that Faye is pretty sure he will be repaying her for the slap later tonight. As expected, the guards at the door of the towering mansion before them take their time, hands squeezing and caressing as they execute a pat down, making both women moan lewdly. Finally, Kizuhara falls in behind the blonde, as the two of them stride into the building. Signs guide them to a wide, open ballroom, where Faye sees a crowd of masked men and women, and the mayor gasps at the sheer debauchery on display. "O-Oh my..." The milf gulps. "I...If I got caught doing things like this..." She doesn't finish her sentence, eyes peeking excitedly at the show from under her mask.
As Lawrence took the gun away, Vanessa keeps the thug locked in a sleeper hold. But as she saw Vince, she nods her head at her loyal butler, beckoning him to help the bound fat man. While she attempts to knock the thug out as silently as possible. If things go according to plan, they try to stay as quiet as possible as they make their way to the exit.
As Jenny feels the warm liquor hit her chest, loosening her already carefree mind even more, Holness and Duke begin to speak to the specifics of their deal, which of the mob's lieutenants will be arrested, convinced to testify, or made a victim of Duke's gang, but Jenny's finding it harder and harder to keep up. She understands their conversation, should understand it - the heroine has spent dozens of hours studying the city's crime organisations and how they work. It's not so much that Jenny can't keep up, she finds, it's just that the hard cock twitching under her touch is far more demanding of her attention. The blonde moans at the explorative touches of the judge as his fingers probe against her chest, or between her legs, and the negotiation between the crook and the lawman, ostensibly the whole reason she's here, falls away. Jenny comes to when Holness begins to stand, realising that she completely blanked out half the conversation she was privy to, the big man sliding his hand possessively around her waist. "I'll contact the department." He says to Duke. "But that can come later. For now, I think your charming companion is in need of a trip upstairs." Duke grins, as Holness pulls Jenny away from the booth. The man makes a show of having the erotic blonde on his arm, grinning at the jealous looks the pair are attracting. His composure only lasts until they reach a nearby elevator, though - as soon as the doors close, he's on her, pinning her to the wall with his bulk. As Jenny feels the steel box beginning to move, the judge's tongue invades her mouth, hands roughly squeezing her breasts through her bra, as his hard on pokes between her thighs.
Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 41 After the thug slides to the ground, unconscious, the three of them begin their climb, clambering up boxes and then containers. Finally, they reach the top of the hold, the handle of the escape hatch right above, when Vanessa hears "Over there!" Next to her, a bullet hits the metal of the wall, the gunshot reverberating through the room.
"Tsk!" Clicking her tongue as they duck for cover, "Vince, you head up first!" She shouts, figuring they won't try to shoot him since the fat boy still needs his signature. Once he's gone, I can use the collar. The heiress thinks to herself, clutching her iconic fur coat.
As the duo looked around, they found themselves in a large area, the main hall of the mansion. Various scenes took place around. Spoiler: Blond on the rope A blond busty woman, bound and blindfolded was forced to walk along the knoted rope, her body spasming each time the rope made her climax. She looked suspiciously like rich widow, who owned rather large amount of property in the city. Spoiler: police chief A police chief was suspended from the ceiling and gagged, as the man teased her, played with her body, making her coil from pleasure and lust. The man, whom Faye recognized, as one the police chief had charged with crimes, and who was finned. Spoiler: news presenter A news presenter known, was tied to the table and surrounded by men, who each came to use one of her holes. That was not surprising, she was known to had made many enemies with her reports. Spoiler: Sport's woman A known sportswoman was sadistically whipping ass of a blond bound woman, who looked suspiciously like her coach. Spoiler: Heroine? There was even a heroine... or her look-alike tied to the wall, and her holes used. Despite her situation, and scowl, her mouth was opened i orgasmic bliss, as orgasm rocked her body. Spoiler: Actress A famous actress, was on her knees, her clothes tore open, her shapely breasts and wet pussy visible. She had hands tied behind her back and stocks... in shape of tray locked around her neck. It was wide from sperm, as man after man came and used her mouth. She rocked her hips as a trail of sex juices hanged from her pussy. Faye and Kizuhara moaned, as suddenly their vibrators came to life, buzzing lightly.
"You go first, you're too valuab-, I mean, your life is too precious to me!" Vince ducks down under the gunfire, as Lawrence responds in kind with his commandeered pistol.
"Enjoying the sights?" Faye moans softly as she feels a hand grip her ass from behind. She recognises the voice - a man she fired from her company for corruption.
"Idiot, they obviously won't fire at us. But they will fire at Lawrence. So you go first, and I'll go last so they'll hesitate to shoot." Vanessa replied, frowning at Vince doubting he'd even consider using himself as a shield to keep her butler from harms way.
"Indeed~" Faye answered as her body shuddered. "Nate Carter." She said hotly. "I would thought that after threw you out, you would not have money and influence to get here. Must have costed you a lot~" She said with a chuckle. Corruption was part of life - it was something that she accepted was a part of human nature. So she closed eyes on smaller acts... but Nate was brazen in his actions. He was skilled manager, she would give him that... but he was also hedonistic, petty and a bully. There were just too many complains on him, that it was a miracle he climbed as high as he did. Through, he did gain the loyalty of his chofer... she was not surprised, considering how often he fucked her. She turned to face him, and to her surprise she found a woman next to him. "And you are?" She asked the skimpy clothed woman. "Mrs Brooke Carter." She answered. "Wife of Nate... So you are the bitch who fired him?" She asked with a smirk. "And he screamed and cried like a little slut when I did~" Faye answered, making Brooke frown. "Enjoying the party, I hope?" She turned to Nate, not bothering to remove his hand from her ass. "So, what brings you here, Nate? Licking boots of some important people in hope they would hire you? Or are you here for pleasure?"
