“No, I- ooohhh~” Azura's attempt to answer was interrupted by a lewd moan. “Ah!” She gasped as she felt the redhead's tongue enter her back door at long last. “Yes! Almost there! More!” She demanded as her hands grabbed Esmerelda's head, keeping her from pulling away. Azura was almost on the edge – just a little more and she would come...
"How could anyone dislike such a beautiful, degenerate drug dealer like you?" Finch quips, as he's held in the air.
Looking at the crates, she sees that they're not padlocked, meaning that she could slip inside without alerting anyone that the crate's been tampered with. However, since the crates are being taken off the ship and put onto trucks, it would likely mean abandoning the ship. Otherwise, she could slip inside the ship through a number of hatches.
Though held in place, Esmerelda doesn't move, her tongue lodged in Azura's most sensitive space for a pregnant moment. Then, she begins to lick, and Azura's rocked by a powerful orgasm.
She was a little too mesmerized by the display. “Are you-!? What DON’T you have in that belt?”
“Ooohhhh!” Azura came hard, her mind going white for a few moments as she squirted, her hands letting go of Esmerelda, too weak to keep holding onto her.
"Only one way to find out." Finch grins, before frowning as she moans. "Sorry, I don't like hurting you - but I can't let you terrorise shopkeepers and sell drugs." His frown grows wider as she starts to laugh, body tensed up.
"My men made a few mistakes with expanding....that wasn't according to plan." She didn't her own annoyance with it. She wasn't afraid of attracting attention from heroes, but it did matter when she was making enemies with nothing to show for it. "Yes...however, my own recipe isn't even especially dangerous for people to consume. In ways, it's actually safer then the things those thugs push out onto it's streets. Wouldn't it be irresponsible to put a stop to drug that isn't dangerous and have people go back to crack? If you cut them off now....they would be desperate to recapture that feeling....wouldn't you just make things much worse?"
Looking at the hull of the ship, Vanessa's disappointed to see that the company belongs to her - a subsidiary.
"Very needy, aren't you?" Esmerelda grins, licking up Azura's juices. The woman's far from done, her tongue returning to Azura's ass, as her fingers expertly tease the younger woman's cunt and breasts. What happens next is a blur, Azura's body twitching and spasming and squirting as Esmerelda easily drives her from orgasm to orgasm, her tongue discovering just how insanely sensitive the walls of her successor's ass can be. Finally, bright red and covered in sweat, Azura is allowed to lie back, exhausted.
Looking at the hull of the ship, Vanessa's disappointed to see that the company belongs to her - a subsidiary.
Heading down through a hatch, sneaking past the various armed men patrolling the deck, Vanessa works her way downwards until she's in the hold - a massive, dark space filled with cargo containers - one of which is particularly massive, the heiress notes, dimensions tall and wide. In the center of the room she sees an assembly of men, a flamboyant looking man the obvious leader.D100: 76
In his hand, he holds a leash, attached to a collar around a woman's neck, who crawls across the floor like a pet, blindfolded. "You know, all you had to do was shut up and take the money we offered, and right now, you'd be sitting comfortably at home, free and still employed?" He laughs, before removing the woman's leash, and tying her to some chains. "Heh, not such a heroic whistleblower now that you've got some of our boss' product in you - you seriously thought you could do something stupid like that, and we wouldn't find out?" The crowd of thugs chuckle at the woman's expense, looking at the lustful expression on her face. "I don't know what to do with you, afterwards. I could sell you, but I deal in drugs and...well...whatever the hell that thing in the big container is - not women. Maybe I'll make you a gift for the chief - you're his type, after all... But first, I think I'm going to reward my boys for their hard work. Guys - have your fun."
The thugs close in on the whistleblower, stripping as they walk, before they start to have their fun, her moans echoing through the hold.
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Exhausted from the multiple consecutive orgasms she had endured Azura needed a full minute before she could find the strength to reply. “Thank... you... Esme... I'm... glad... we met...” She managed to get out, barely managing to keep her eyes open, her eyelids heavy. A few more minutes passed in silence, Azura fighting to not fall asleep, but eventually she gathered the strength to speak again. “My family... doesn't know... that I'm Azura... for them... I'm just Yuki... or about... my fetish...” There was no point trying to deny it, Esmerelda had clearly figured it out already. With what little strength she had remaining she turned on her side and kissed the redhead. “Good night...” And with that the exhausted magical girl slipped into a blissful sleep.
"That's a rationalisation, and you know it..." Finch grunts.
Taking a look around, Vanessa makes sure that she and the gang are on their own - the woman's cries of pleasure echoing as she checks around the containers. After a few minutes, Rabid Lady is confident that it's just her and the bad guys - there are no third parties waiting to throw a spanner in the works.
"Why would you tell them about your ass fetish?" Esmerelda chuckles, before kissing her forehead. "Sleep well, kid."
She wasn't familiar with modern weapons, and her face remained with her mouth agape for a few moments. Surprised she had hit him at all. She didn't really take as much satisfaction in retaliation for the loss of her monster as much as she expected. She wasn't really trying to get him killed after all. She could do that any time. She was just trying to show off the fact that she was better than him. If he didn't have to slink back home to live with the failure, it wouldn't mean anything.
Azura needed a few moments to wake up fully. Then her face turned bright red at the memories of last night. Oh my god! I can't believe we did all that! So embarrassing! But so worth it... After getting her embarrassment under control her mind finally registered the glass of water on the bedside table. Not needing another invitation she sat in bed, took the glass and slowly drank it all.
"Y-You shot me! I-I can't believe..." Finch cries out in pain as he writhes on the floor.