Kano grunted as he drove his dick deeper, hitting the deepest insides of Vallerie, flooding her womb with his sperm. He pushed the busty woman to the desk and tied her arms, before turning her around and forcing her to stand. Valerie noticed that despite cumming, he was still hard. Slap! His hand landed on her cheek. It was more humiliating than painful. "You were always a good fuck - it would be a pity to waste such a good pussy, but..." Valerie felt the blade between her legs, slowly rising until it was touching her pussy lips. "One I can survive without." He grabbed her by cheek and forced to look into his eyes. "I am waiting for your explanations, slut." He barked.
Valerie shivered when she felt the blade between her legs. Whether it be from fear of what Kano would do or the massive amount of cum he just blasted into her womb she couldn't tell. His question brought her back to the moment and she paused for the briefest of moments strategizing how to respond. Feigning ignorance could work... or backfire spectacularly. She didn't want to give anything away in the off chance that this could possibly be about something else. She wouldn't put it past her 'contemporaries' to frame her for something they might have done. Especially Ying Lei. And if she did have a mole it would be better to pump Kano for whatever information he might have. She deduced charm would be her best tactic at the moment. "Gladly Mr. Tomioka." she said submissively and more than somewhat out-of-breath. "If you'd kindly inform me as to what this is about. I-I'm at something of a loss."
Groaning, Jack goes to buy a new one from a trusted black market vendor, hoping that the price isn't too much.
The pain was sudden, sharp, and stinging and a groaning Eva loved everything about it. It hadn't been painful enough to hurt much but still sent her nerves furiously shooting off signals as if it had. Her heart was already racing, biting her lower lip to contain herself as a strong hand bundled strands of her hair into her fist. What the guns' information could reveal should worry her, but right now the stinging needles in her head were all she had on her mind. Her knees were padded, so the rough handling sending her down to the pavement only scrapped her catsuit. The chain connecting the handcuffs jangled, they were still tight around her wrists and had heft to them not simply explained by the weight of the metal. And unlike her own pair, there was no trick to get out of them of your own. Still, Eva struggled against them to get them more comfortable and enjoy the feeling of helplessness as she confirmed how solid and unbreakable they were. She turned her eyes upward at the bare and glistening pussy she was supposed to service, to worship, while expected to neglect her own aching crotch. It was almost unfair. Almost. As the policewoman took a firm grip around her head pulling her up another throaty moan escaped Eva's lips. Her back arched and body shivered. "Thank you for allowing this slut to lick your pussy, ma'am." The officer's thighs were soft and supple yielding to Eva's attentions as she made her way up to the woman's sex. Unable to use her hands to steady herself, she had stretch her neck, continually adjusting and shifting her body so she didn't stumble or collapse. Time seemed to extend, every second another struggle. She flicked her tongue over the engorged clit peeking out of its hood, seeing and feeling the shudder of the officer's hips as her tongue returned to run across her outer labia. Eve could taste the juices as they mixed with her saliva. She swallowed, craning her neck, and breathed heavily before pressing her entire face against the sex. Eva's nose pushed and ground against the clit, while her tongue and lips explored her labia and beyond it, lapping, licking, kissing her sex, whatever she could do in the moment to pleasure the officer. With only her normal muscles to work with, she felt them strain, becoming coarse and quivering, the arms feeling especially heavy, adding to the sensations enveloping her entire body, but Eva was relentless as she focused only on the pussy, leaving everything else out.
Alexey chuckled, looking up at Leka from the bed, 'Haven't I proven often enough that I'm up for it? You could've given me the instructions through the dead-drop. Was there another reason you came to visit, comrade Leka?' The policeman rose from his bed, only standing in his underwear, as he walked to his small kitchen, 'You'd like something to drink?'
“Talk to me.” Taylor didn’t really need to write anything down, with her ability to just record things making her able to do it hands free. Plus, it made things a bit more comfortable if witnesses didn’t notice her taking notes. She sat letting the girl finish her story, while quietly accessing the database by her neural implant to start and fill out a new case file. To start a proper full investigation was going to be much longer, Taylor handing the woman the number of the outreach programs like routine, going through the basic rules of how to live in a aafe house, covering what she needed. After that was all done, Taylor would still have more places to go to, so she mentally played back the recording, getting the info on this next lead as she made her way there.
"Are you playing dumb, slut?" The man growled. Slap. A hand landed on her cheek again. "Are you trying to make me lose my patience?" He grabbed her by chin. "I give you last chance to explain yourself. If you fail to do so, you won't like the consequences." He said as his hand travelled to her breast - Valerie hissed as he pinched her nipple.
With one last look at Nienke, Jack turned and started leaving the alley. If she was lucky, the cops would find her - if not, someone would salvage her for parts. His ribs hurt. His rig was in pieces. Someone found his net activities. This absolutely sucked. He stopped on the main street. He was far from home, or market for that part. His motorcycle was about a few streets from here... but driving with broken ribs, didn't sound like a pleasant idea...
The woman bit her lip as Eva started licking her. "Oh, I see you are good behaved one, Ah!" She moaned with pleasure. "That's it, just like that." The policewoman said as she let go of Eva's hair and leaned back on her sit, she spread her legs allowing even better access to her pussy. As the young biker pleased the law enforcer, she noticed the nametag on her uniform - Skye Snyder. The policewoman licked her lips as she looked down on the young woman. She moaned loudly arching her back and throwing back her head as Eva's tongue drilled her. The assassin could see her nipples poking her uniform. Then, it happened - Skye moaned loudly with pleasure and her body started shaking - she was close to climaxing. Then red light started blinking - as Eva looked to the side, she noticed that the computer connected her gun with one of her assassinations. The policewoman didn't notice it yet busy with her pleasure, but when she did, Eva would be in trouble.
"Shameless flirt." She said with good humour. "Coffee." She answered after a moment as she walked up to the kitchen table and sat. "There is a certain situation..." She hesitated, before changing the subject. "Have you noticed something out of ordinary lately?"
The white-haired woman sat down and started speaking, there was hopelessness in her voice as she relayed the story she told Gina earlier. Nathan was preparing something. But what she said next was a surprise. "He said that he has someone helping him in the police... someone close to some bitchy detective Casteel... and someone else." She said before sighing. "That is all I know." She finished her story. The reporter stayed silent, surely taking the notes of her own. It was another scoop to the woman.
The policewoman's pussy was quivering around Eva's tongue as she pushed it further inside and lashing it alongside the contracting walls of her pussy. She loved the praise, craved it, and it made her own dripping pussy excited as she heard her moaning it took her close to cumming. Through a stray glance as she surfaced to take a few breaths Eva noticed the blinking red light on the screen that spelled out a serious sentence if they probed deeper. Reeves had shown her to use them, to filter the search, but with her hands tied behind her back, she had to think of something quickly. Eva rolled up on her feet, the muscles in her legs groaning from the strain and not just from feeling weak from the sex. She weighed little which made it easier. As she rose up, Eva pressed her body against the officer, slipping a knee onto the seat and sliding it toward Skye's pussy while using it to push herself further. Even though it was futile she tried the handcuffs, finding them as wonderfully locked up as before. "Close your eyes, Officer Skye. Lean back and raise your leg," Eva straddled one of the woman's thighs, "make me cum. Make this dirty dyke's pussy cum." She could go either way, and although she had her preferences right now all she needed was to cum. Eva pushed her own leg up against the officer's exposed pussy. Moving it slowly, feeling the fabric of her catsuit becoming increasingly wet. While she did, Eva also took Skye's lips, trying to cover what she could see with her face. Her mouth was still drenched in the officer's juices as she opened it and slid her tongue out. She pushed at her, coaxing Skye to lean back in the car. While they were busy, Eva tried moving her hands again, finding she could barely reach the console. She closed her eyes trying to remember the layout of the display, all those times Reeves' had let her sit in the front finally coming in handy. As she pressed the buttons, Eva thought she had managed to filter and remove the warning as a false alarm. "Nghhyah! Yes! Fuck me!" Feeling her core collapse in on itself as she came, spreading in an outward wave of pleasurable destruction as her voice broke into a wheezing moan.
Valerie wasn't quite sure how many times she'd cum while he'd fucked her, but damn if his treatment didn't make her wet again. Despite her arousal she cursed her luck. She didn't know who the mole might have been, or even if there was a mole. She hadn't told anyone of her plans, not yet anyway; and she hadn't put anything on a Hard Drive. Shooting in the dark was typically a bad play, but an educated guess... "I honestly don't know sir. Yes, revenue is down at Cupid's Arrow, but I've already told you Highcrest's love shack two blocks down will be gone inside of a week. But that business matter wouldn't warrant such... attention." She said the last part while gently touching her cheek. "Let me guess as to why you're really here. Ying came to you earlier and provided some fabricated evidence about a betrayal on my part. You have to realize whatever she may have told you is fabricated. If I was really plotting against you and she found out she'd have just killed me immediately, taken whatever evidence there would be, and tell you about it after the deed was done." Valerie fixed him with a submissive gaze. "And she'd be right to do so. "But if there was no evidence and she killed me, she'd have to face your wrath. Better for her to invoke your vengeance, have you kill me, and then have plausible deniability when her suspicions turn up false. As they are." Valerie placed a hand on Kano's chest, not to push him away, but rather stroking it. "It's no secret that Ying and I dislike each other. But you must know sir I would never betray you." She dropped to her knees then and gingerly licked the tip of his still hard cock. She looked up at him with adoring and submissive eyes, "After everything you've done for me, you mean too much to me. And I will do anything I have to do to prove that."
'Hey, at least I don't sleep naked, that might've been embarrassing. Milk, Sugar...?' Alexey chuckled as he walked to the kitchen. He pressed a button on his wall-mounted machine and put a cup in it, the contraption starting to gurgle as the coffee brewed. He called out, 'Out of the ordinary? Hmm... let me think...' The cop tried to think of anything unusual of note while he made some breakfast.
Cringing with embarrassment, the young hacker sighs, moving a few blocks away from Nineke. At a safe distance, he decides to call for help. Wanting to save his money, he doesn't call a taxi, and wanting to save his pride, he doesn't call his mother. Instead, he calls his aunt June. She'd always been the 'cool aunt' to him, so she should be able to help him out, and willing to keep her mouth shut. He makes the call. "Hey, Aunty June? It's Jack. Listen, ummm... I got mugged a little while ago, and my ribs are too broken for me to drive home. I know you're busy, but I'd really appreciate it if you could give me a ride."
Someone closer to her?...nah. The one bitch she wasn’t “close” too. And besides. Maybe she was completely up her own ass..but she meant well and actually cares about what happens to the people of the city. Ugh. Gross. Even mentally thinking of anything nice to say about her was painful. The rookie? No. Even if he was smart enough to get away with it, which he wasn’t, he’s a good kid. A fucking idiot who can’t fucking understand the difference between PCP and breath mints, but he wasn’t going to stab her in the back or anything. It really wasn’t much of a story for the detective though. No names, or actual evidence that could be used. She ran by the typical procedures with Sam, as she made her way out.
Skye leaned back, the pair's pussies and legs grinding each other. They rode hight of pleasure. as their sweaty bodies coiled around each other. Policewoman's hands groped Eva's breasts, toyed with them, making jolts of pleasure travel through the young woman. As Eva leaned back, with a loud moan, her body quickly reaching pick, her hands travelled over the keyboard. But as soon as she started imputing commands, the computer announced: "Unknown command. Please try again." Skye moaned as she was also reaching her peak. Her eyes snapped open hearing the computer and landed on the monitor - on the search results.
Kano grabbed Valerie by hair, and raised her. "What an interesting plot you are touching." He grabbed her by throat. "Betrayal? No one ever told me anything about that." Valerie tensed as she felt the sword travelling over her skin. "What I knew was you hoarding cash from some of my enterprises you were taking care of, but the first thing you talk about is treason..." The man chuckled darkly. He bit manager's nipple, making her shiver, before looking back at her. "Tell me, my 'friend', will you sing for me now, about that 'plot'?" He wishpered to her.
As Aleey tried to remember, he couldn't think of anything that would come to his mind. All seemed as same as it could in police work. Well, they had a new boss in the department, but that was nothing surprising - old boss went on retirement. "Milk, please." His handler said as she sat down, waiting for him to answer.
As he called, he heard the woman answer - the same sensual and lightly flirty voice he knew. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?" She called concerned by the phone. "Where are you, and I will come pick you up. Should I call your mother?" She added after slight pause.
