"Heh, it'd be hard not to like you - given that tight outfit, and your tendency to let old cops feel you up." Erik laughs, before his expression darkens again, as he returns into character. "Now enough talk, it's almost time for your punishment."
Heading into the basement of the mansion, Heart's eyes go wide as she sees what's in store - stainless steel and polished tiles, with metal racks, dentist's chairs and chains hanging from the ceiling - the old gang's dungeon.
15 minutes later:
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Erik pulls his cock out from the ring gag around the bound heroine's mouth, saliva and cum leaking everywhere. "Heh... It sure is satisfying to see justice being done. Hmmm?" His eyes widen, as he spots liquid dripping from her breasts. "What's this?" His hand grips her chest and squeezes, the pleasure of being milked almost sending the heroine into orgasm. "Well, ain't that a surprise? Some costumed villain knock you up, slut?" The old man slowly kneels down, careful not to hurt his knees. "Well, I don't suppose anyone'll mind if I have a taste?" Erik leans forward to take her nipple in his mouth, and she realises that if she doesn't stop him, he'll discover her secret power.
"Ghu, hu, hak, ghu - ah, hah, hah!" T'yala gasped for air, as Erik removed his dick. His size was nothing to scoff of - his meat-baton filled her mouth and her throat. Truthfully, the man was everything she expected... and more. As soon as they entered, he changed her handcuffs into forearm cuffs (which made it more difficult for her to free herself - but not by much. The new cuffs could hold a person with a minor strength boost, but not a person of her strength) and put on her ring-gag.
Since then, she was on her knees, being deepthroated... facefucked. And the old man showed no signs of tiring.
"What's this?" Her eyes widened as the man pulled her boob window down, releasing her heavy breasts.
For a moment, she considered allowing the man to drink her milk - not because of fun... well, that as well. But the policeman would make a fine addition to the team she was putting together. And it would be good to have someone watch her back.
But, then, she quickly dismissed the idea. She was still not sure about the man, and it was not the way to go about it.
As the policeman kneeled, T'yala quickly spun around, her leg undercutting Erik's legs, making him fall on his back. A moment late she stood up, her boot pushing against his chest.
"Hey-" She waited until he looked her into the eyes.
"Hm-hm" She grunted through the gag, and shook her head.
"What, why- ah... alien. Forgot about that." He nodded. "So, no drinking your fluids?" At his question, she nodded. "Fine by me." Erik shrugged as he relaxed. Then a smirk appeared on his face. "But, you didn't say anything about it... and you just assaulted a cop~"
A shiver went down Amethyst's Heart's spine. She slowly knelt, with her legs on the sides of Erik. He pushed the material of her costume aside, and she slowly lowered herself and impaled on his sizeable dick.
"Mhmy~" Her entire body shuddered with pleasure as the meat filled her up, sending sensations of pleasure over her body. Slowly, she started rocking her hips, riding the man.
"Cooperation now, will not help you~ The transgressions will require further punishments~" He said in a dark tone.
Slap!
"Yhm~" T'yala moaned with pleasure as her body shook from the slap that landed on her sensitive tit. She just came a little.
Her eyes flickered around the room and stopped on the fuckmachine with steel poles and cuffs for bondage.
"Oh~" Erik's eyes travelled to where she was looking. "That will be the tool of your final punishment~"
Slap!
Her pussy contracted as another slap landed on her tit.
"Yhm~" T'yala moaned with pleasure and from anticipation, she started bouncing on the man's dick faster, her breasts swaying with each movement...