These guys were different. She got the impression that these people might actually be serious. Which meant more in getting in good with the right people. The woman had a certain femme fatale look. In ways, not unlike Malady. Of course, Malady did it better. “The kind that mean business. My crew is small for now, but eager for action. We’re going to need quality gear to secure control around our neighbourhood. More than just the budget disposable weapons you get in a back alley. Some automatic rifles and shotguns at minimum. Though….” She thought about her partial rivalry with Finch who she knew loved gadgets. Obviously her powers over poison only worked on things that could get poisoned. . “I might have a special guest to prepare for soon. I might need the kind of gear to take down drones and disable electronics. Things that work well against machines or heavy armor would be nice to have.”
"Mmh, hehe... maybe." Vanessa giggles, "So... about moving here." But then, she asks about his safety once more. "I-If you want... if you move here... we can... we can do this more often." She blushes, I-I'm doing this to make sure he's safe... and the sex is... just bonus stress relief. She thinks to herself, while waiting rk hear his reply.
"Whoa..." He chuckles. "I appreciate the offer, honey, but I don't know if you've noticed, I'm not exactly the sturdiest guy around." He flexes his arthritic fingers for emphasis. "I might fuck like a stallion, but I don't fight like one."
"I see." The woman scribbles down some notes onto a pad as Malady speaks, before narrowing her eyes. "Your small crew - do you have money? Anti-armor weaponry isn't cheap."
"There are... a couple of ways to go about that. Enchantments, tech armour... well, and I do need someone who would train recruits." She paused. "Of course, there would be other boons as well." She pushed her chest up and impaled herself on dildo for emphasis. "Mhm~ what do you say?"
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100: 78 "I don't know how much good I'd be - but yeah, you do good work." He nods. "I'll give it a shot."
"Aaahn, g-good." Vanessa moans as he gropes her chest, "The keys should be in the nightstand over there. And the fridge should be fully stocked." She informs him, "Mmh, I'll come check on you whenever I can."
"Why don't I come with you when you're fighting crime?" He looks at her. "In case you ever get caught like you did at the auction house, I can leap in when your enemies don't expect it."
"Huh?" Vanessa was taken by surprise at his sudden suggestion, after all, she doesn't really fight crime. She just beats up whoever she comes across. "I don't... I'm not sure, it'll be dangerous. If anyone can catch me, they'll be extremely powerful... Horatio was just... distracted, but not all of them will be." The heiress replied, mumbling, despite the fact that something at the back of her mind was gnawing for her to accept.
T'ayala smiled, and nodded. "Well, welcome aboard..." She glanced at the control panel, and then smirked. "Well then, I guess my last wish was granted, sir~ Now the only thing left, is for you to read the verdict and execute my sentence, sir~" She said with a hungry smile, intending to finish their RP.
He strokes her cheek. "I don't care about the danger. I'll learn how to fight, how to use a gun. Whatever it takes."
"Hmph. For you crimes, I find you guilty, and sentence you to be sexually broken." Smirking, the cop crosses to the control panel, turning the machine on to its maximum setting, before walking away, seemingly abandoning her to unending torture.
"Mhh." Vanessa couldn't help but shudder as he stroked her cheek, "N-no it's, nnh, mmh." Again the gnawing within her mind returned, telling her to just accept. But, her own consciousness wins out as she knew how dangerous her nightly activities were. If she didn't have the collar, she wouldn't even think about doing it. "I'm sorry, but it's just too risky." The heiress replied, but with the delay, Jacob figured his hypnotic suggestions just hasn't embedded themselves that deep into her mind yet.
"Hmm~" Amethy Heart's body shivered from excitement. "Yes, sir~" She said as her pussy squeezed the dildo in anticipation. "Thank you, sir~" Suddenly, the dildo hammered forward - T'yala arched as her body climaxed from the sudden push. She could not even recover, as the machine slammed again, grinding against her oversensitive flesh, then again. T'yala was to surprised to even contemplate what was going on. The machine was just working so fast, so powerful... her eyes widened as understanding dawned on her. It was made to break the heroines. She threw her head back, as another climax rocked her body. "Nhm~" She managed to moan out. A moment later her eyes focused on Erik, as he grabbed her by the hair, so she could look at him. "Ihmhm brehmhm! Illlil sera-hmma~! breeeaaahmm!" She started calling desperately. "That's your sentence, slut~" He chuckled, before letting go of her hair and walking away. She tried to call after him, but only orgasmic moans escaped her throat. Her body arched, her breasts became heavier, as climax after climax rolled over T'yala. Her mind was flooded with pleasure which dominated her right now... She could only hope that the program would end soon, or Erik returned... otherwise she was not sure, if she would be able to free herself in this state...
“Sure, that's fine. You can wear nothing while you're here – I don't mind.” Azura replied, then blushed as she caught herself and realized what she had just said. “I-I'm talking about underwear, of course. Not that I would mind if you were to go without clothes...” She quickly added, trying – and likely failing – to not sound like a pervert. Not wanting to embarrass herself further – a task not helped by her dirty mind going back to what Esmerelda had said about doing things in the rear – she tried changing the subject. “Um, could stay like that and not move for a little bit? I want to try something.” And by “something” she meant “summoning Esmerelda's new panties to Azura's hand”. She had always assumed that she would not be able to summon an item that was already in use, such as panties that are already being, thus she had never tried. Now seemed like a good time to check if she were correct. And if she were wrong... well, that would open some possibilities... Trying not to think about the more perverted of said possibilities, Azura focused her magic and attempted to summon to her hand the panties Esmerelda was now wearing.
He sighs. "I'm going to prepare myself, anyway." Vanessa's response is interrupted by a moan, as she feels a rapidly hardening cock begin to slide back and forth inside her. "If I can't be with you out there, can I at least know your name? See your face without the mask?"
T'yala looks out at the stairs, eyes going fuzzy as she experiences orgasm after orgasm - waiting for Erik to come back. Time is impossible to tell in her state, but at some point she sees figures descending the stairs, two of them. Her eyes clear for a moment, letting her get a better look at them - young men, slightly muscled, but soft looking, in t-shirts and jeans. College students on a dare to go to the haunted house, she realises. The two look slack-jawed at the orgasming heroine, and then at each other.
Esmerelda chuckles at her successor's tongue-tied state. "Breathe, girl - and try to stop drooling." She grins. "Please, I'm flattered, but you're a beautiful young woman - you don't have to get all flustered when flirting with me." She raises her eyebrow. "Oh, just stay here? Sure." She stands still. Spoiler: Arcane Roll D100: 31+20 (Arcane Skill)=51 (Minor Success) Reaching out with the power, Azura grasps hold of Esmerelda's lacy underwear. She can't get them off, but a moan from the former magical girl is proof that she's at least able to move them.
"Yhm~" Amethyst Heart moaned, as another orgasm rocked her body. This...this was going to far. She needed to free herself. Gathering her strength, she tried to break of the bondage.
