Speed enhanced, Natasha manages to catch up to the running gangster. Her sword slashes through bone and muscle, and the man goes down, screaming in pain. As she recovers, though, Natasha realises that she no longer knows where Max is - she got lost among the shelves.
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The two women loosen their grip on Kelly, moving their hands to stroke and caress the married woman's body. They begin to speak, the words in a tongue unknown to Kelly, but the meaning plain enough - promises of pleasure in exchange for obedience to the dumb beast currently approaching. Said beast pokes its cock in Kelly's face impatiently, clearly not used to waiting to be pleasured.
As precum is wiped on her lip, Kelly hears a steady
clack, clack, clack, as she sees Vasha approach from behind the troll. "My, my, sweetling." She smiles kindly. "Seems like you're in a bit of a bind."