Pluto VII

[Cherubian]

Ah, a pity. She had hoped her hint had been precise enough, but maybe it was just too vague after all. She would spell it out for him then, no big deal. Only she had to hurry a bit as she was getting noticeably closer to her climax under his restless and intense pounding. Not that close yet, but not too much time left for dallying around. She briefly had to grin, hardly anyone would call what she was doing at the moment 'dallying around'.

So during his next thrusts she started to work him even more intense. Not only was she moving her hips back against him, she also used her superb body control to contract around him every time he was all the way inside her, giving him the feeling of a velvet covered steel hand gripping at him with considerable strength and only very unwillingly letting him go as he withdrew. Her vagina was definitely the strong point of her sexual technique, and currently he was getting the premium treatment.

After having worked him that way for a bit she finally gave the overdue reply "Why don't you ... just pin the offender ... down hard on ... the top of that ... friggin' crate. ... Let her ... cheek ... feel the ... wood ..." Now hopefully that was clear enough.

 

[Talon]

Seth had thought she was hinting at something more complicated than just pinning her down. Couldn't exactly blame him, that squeezing action when he thrust down into her was blowing his mind, he'd never felt anything quite like that. Seth released his grip on her breast with his left hand, moving it to the back of her neck between her shoulder blades. Applying downward pressure with his powerful arm he pushed her entire upper body down until it was pressed against the top of the crate, his hand remaining there to hold her in place as he resumed the motion of his hips.

Seth's thrusts were long, withdrawing from her until only the head remained before thrusting back in until his hips slapped against her backside and the head at the tip of that thick shaft barreled into her womb. He paused at the top of each thrust for a moment so she could apply that glorious squeeze she had so perfected before pulling back. Each powerful thrust jolted her body forward across the crate, grinding her against the rough wooden surface.

Seth's right hand was still latched onto her breast, his knuckles scraping across the wood as she moved, the slight pain acceptable to be able to keep a grip on her wonderful tit. The muscles of his thighs flexed as they powered his mighty thrusts, once again filling the shack with the sounds of their fucking. Seth was looking down and watching as he filled her, grinning as he could see her muscles contracting as she squeezed him once he was deep inside her. "I hope the offender....is better learning...her lesson now."

 

[Cherubian]

"The offender ... feels thoroughly ... humiliated and ... ashamed of ... herself." At least it would be the proper reaction seeing how exactly she was being fucked at the moment, in front of four spectators nonetheless. Yet some dark and kinky part inside her - maybe it was molded during her ordeals at the institute, maybe it had always been there - loved it that way, and her arousal climbed to new heights.

She no longer tried to support herself on her own and moving her hips back at him. His pressure weighing down on her was just too strong for that, and so her legs now hum limply down the side of the crate, the spans of her feet resting loosely on the cold metal floor and her toes curdled up in excitement. Every time he forcefully drove his length inside her her legs twitched and jerked upwards uncontrollable and she could feel the nipple of her left breast grating across the crate's rough surface. Well, most of her upper body her left cheek included grated across it, but that nipple sent the most prominent sensations.

She did her best to keep up her squeezes around his cock and hoped that that combined with the feeling of power and absolute control this position usually induced in the male would compensate him for her now passive hips. It would not have to be for long anyways.

Her head turned to the right her moans and screams increased noticeably in volume, her face contorted in a grimace of increasing lust and pleasure, now completely oblivious to her surroundings, just focused on that wonderful long and hard thing pistoning into her over and over again, and she finally could hold back no more. Her periodic sounds morphed into one lout wail of utter pleasure as she reached her climax, her whole body wracked in the throes of he rorgasm. All the muscles in her body became taut and she would have arched her back and thrown up her head if it were not for that wonderfully strong hand keeping her pinned down firmly. So she had to content herself with her fingers clawing into the wood beneath her, her legs being lifted from the floor uncontrollably, and the measured squeezes of her vagina around his huge shaft turning into one wild and continual rippling along his length.

 

[Talon]

Seth could no longer speak, he was totally focused on the task at hand. He felt his own orgasm creeping up on him, her mastery of her inner muscles and their constant squeezing along his shaft the primary source. His hips had to do all the work now that she had no leverage to push back against him, and they picked up the pace a bit to compensate.

The sound of her moan of ultimate pleasure, the sight of her body tensing up and the feeling of her insides rippling around him was rapidly summoning forth his own orgasm. Seth managed to hold out long enough to keep thrusting into her as she rode the wave of pleasure, wanting to maximize the stimulation she received during her climax before he finally gave in to his own. The sound of his grunts eventually turned into a deep moan that mirrored her own and she could feel his already thick member swelling even further as it rapidly moved in and out of her.

He finally thrust forward powerfully one last time, remaining buried in her loins as the thick muscle began jerking, shooting his seed deep inside her womb as he reached his own orgasm. He held it fully inside her and she could feel each powerful spurt as he emptied his balls, the pressure slowly declining until the last barely caused his member to stir. His hand let off the pressure on her shoulders but he remained inside her for a few more moments until she could feel him begin to soften inside her, Seth catching the breath he had lost in the final moments when he had been thrusting uncontrollably. He slowly pulled away from her, reluctantly releasing her breast as his formerly rock hard member finally slid from her folds with a wet slurp.

He took a few steps back from her, resting his hands on his hips and shaking his head admiringly. "Wow...I must say, that was the best punishment I've ever had to administer. I don't know where you learned that little trick...but I am highly impressed."

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela was riding high on her orgasm for as long as she could, Seth's continued thrusts keeping her suspended in that blissful climax for a considerable amount of time, but finally it was over, and she seamlessly changed over in sweet exhaustion, lying limp on the crate, all her limbs dangling weakly off its edges, a happy smile on her face. She could feel his warm seed being injected directly into her womb, and it felt oddly comforting above anything else.She was utterly satiated and enjoying the moment.

But she knew she could not just lie there and revel in the fond memories of the act, so eventually she began to stir again. First it was only her head, which turned and confirmed that her prisoners were still there, and winked at them with a bit of mischief at their predicament. They had been so close to take Seth's place after Snake's blunder, and now all they got was to watch what they could not have. Her gaze rested for a moment longer on mister brains in my dick himself.

Then, still without moving further or even standing up she gave Seth his due reply. "And judging by the way you did execute that sentence I got the impression this was not the first time you had to punish someone, so I appreciate that compliment even more. Regarding that little 'trick', oh that one is self taught."

 

[Talon]

The two thugs who had been mistaken for escapees both had disappointed looks on their faces, like children who had awaken on Christmas morning to find coal in their stockings. Snake's face was twisted in a grimace that only increased as Michaela stared at him; he was obviously not happy that another man had outperformed him and he had been treated to a front row seat to watch it happen. Snake was used to being the biggest dick in the room, literally and figuratively, and his considerable ego had taken quite the hit at being outdone by the former soldier.

Seth whistled between his teeth. "All natural talent then? I'm not sure if your better at fightin' or fuckin', but either way I think I'm in love.". He slapped a hand across her backside playfully, the tone of his voice making it clear he was obviously joking about being in love with her. "Well then, what's our next move? I saw the other woman you were with being taken off by these assholes boss, I'm assuming. Seems like she's been gone for awhile, you have any plans to go after her? I wouldn't mind tagging along if you'd have me, could use a good standup fight after dealin' with old broken nose over there.". Seth remained naked for the moment, years of soldiering obviously making him just as comfortable with his nudity as she had been.

 

[Cherubian]

Oops, yeah, her boss, there was something...

Well, she had been ordered to stay here and watch the hostages, although probably not quite the way she had done so in the end, but he was right. It was high time to reconsider following that order. For one she still doubted those four thugs were more than hired muscle, and cheap one at that, which made them anything but a real hostage. And secondly, it had been quite some time already since her boss left. Screw orders, she would check up on her. The only question that remained was how.

So finally some life came back into her as she planted her palms on the crate and pushed herself upwards getting back to her feet in the end, and quickly she snatched up her gun. "You do have a point there. Not only with me being absolutely great at fucking and fighting" - a sly wink - "but also regarding Fiona. She should be back by now, and we better check up on her." She walked over to where her pants and shoes were on the floor and started to dress as she went on "Which leaves the question where to start. Have you seen where they took her, or will we have to ask one of these four about the details?"

 

[Talon]

Seth moved over to his own pile of clothes and began dressing, keeping one eye on Micheala at the same time. Despite the fact that he'd just had his hands all over her breasts and had got to know them intimately only moments before, they still looked wonderful bouncing about as she dressed. Besides, soon they would disappointingly covered by her shirt, and who knew when they would make a return appearance. Breasts like those don't come around every day, so you'd better look while you got the chance.

Seth sat back onto the crate to pull on his boots. "Well I got the general direction, but chances are these dickheads can provide us with an exact location. Save us a bit of time and all.". He stood, still shirtless as he crossed the room to survey the sorry pile of thug flesh. "So, which one you reckon will be the easiest?". He slapped his hand against Snake's wounded jaw, patting him on the cheek again. "Not sure this one here can talk, not sure I'd want to hear him if he could.". He moved down the line to the two who had tried to trip up the broken nosed guy, both of them in better shape than their other friends. Seth hauled them to their feet, pushing them to the center of the shack and forcing them to their knees before moving around in front of them.

"So boys, I'm sure you know the drill. Better start talking gentlemen, no need to ruin the nice show you boys just got, things can get real ugly in here.". Both men just shifted their gaze between the bodyguard and the soldier, staring defiantly at them before one finally worked up the courage to speak. "We ain't got to tell you shit asshole! You or that big titted slut!". Seth frowned at the comment but looked over to Michaela without moving towards them. "Well, ladies first.".

 

[Cherubian]

By now Michaela was dressed from the waist down, her upper body still completely bare. She was just about to reach out for her bra when she heard the last sentences of the dialog behind her. Without bothering with her clothes anymore for the moment she turned and slowly walked back to the two, her heavy orbs bouncing with every step, yet another luscious promise.

Finally she came to a halt in front of them "'Big titted slut', what language is that? You two were a lot friendlier when you had your hands all over me, and you were not complaining." Oh, her new friend did not know of that episode yet, whatever. The way he had found her he probably could guess most of it anyways.

She crouched down on her haunches, her hands on her knees to keep her balance and her head now on the same level as theirs. Bent a bit forward as she was her hanging tits were one tantalizing view, and one she hoped to leverage to her advantage as she continued "You know, that guy behind me can be really mean. Especially if someone insults the girl he just fucked. When he is finished with you your buddy Snake will be the one who is in the best condition." She paused for good effect. "But I am not completely without a heart. I believe in a just reward, and therefore whoever spills his guts and tells us what we need to know ..." she hesitated for one moment, but her expression had changed from annoyed to lustful again "... will get a nice blowjob. That or you keep quiet and end up with a lot of broken bones if you are lucky. It's your choice." She slightly tilted her head to one side, awaiting an answer.

 

[Talon]

Seth nodded as Michaela walked towards them, and upon hearing her enticing offer and the threat of his violence it was easy enough to figure out the game she was playing. Good cop and Bad cop; a classic interrogation technique, and one that still worked pretty well if the actors were convincing enough. Seth played his part, arms crossed as he surveyed the thugs from over her shoulder, casting a stern stare that spoke to his willingness to get physical, and not in the pleasureable manner that the bodyguard was suggesting. But Michaela was tempting them well enough that violence was not needed, and just the swaying movements of her breasts had pacified the one to her left, mouth hanging open lewdly as she displayed them in front of his face. He was not the one who had spoken, but he was the one who had been fondling those massive orbs when she had given him the chance earlier.

The one to the right smirked, although there was a gleam of lust in his eye he was not totally enchanted by her chest as his partner was. He was the one who had called her a slut, the self proclaimed "ass-man". It was he that spoke first, eyeing Seth as he did so to make sure a fist wasn't coming his way. "You talkin' about us bein' rats lady...we tell you something like that and The Boss makes sure we disappear. For something like that, I think it's worth more than a blowjob. I need some of that fine ass before I start talkin'.". He was the one with the undersized cock, so the prospect was not especially terrifying.

His partner apparently did not agree, finding a blowjob to be more than adequate compensation for the location of their boss. He sat up, nudging the other man aside with his shoulder in a rush to finally speak. " Fuck that! I'll tell you whatever you want to know! They took her to see The Boss, three blocks up and to the right, the large metal door at the end of the alley.". He was panting, spitting the words out as fast as they could come to his mind. He grinned as he looked over at his now sulking companion, quite pleased with himself that he had won the prize.

Seth was not offended by her offer to them. In fact he liked her attitude, she seemed to be a woman who enjoyed sex as much as a man and wasn't afraid to admit it. She had shared with him, and they were in no way promised to each other, so he no longer had anything to be angry about. So he just stood his ground, covering her back as she enticed the lusty thugs in front of her.

The tit-man sat back against his thighs, his average sized dick already throbbing at full mast between his legs at the prospect of her lips wrapping around it. "I kept up my end of the bargain, and I've been waiting for this for a while lady, so if you'd kindly give me my reward.". He was practically drooling, eyes shifting between her mouth and her chest.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela smiled at the turncoat, this was quite the detailed description and the way it was presented she had no doubt is was the truth. "Well thank you, good man. A blowjob you have been promised, and a blowjob you shall receive."

She reached out and wrapped her hand around his shaft, waxing him a bit to get him even more worked up. What was next, however, came as a surprise. Her empty hand shot out and grabbed the self-proclaimed ass man by the neck, and unceremoniously he found himself suddenly facing the crotch of his comrade, his lips a mere inch away from the tip of an erect cock.

"Now let's see who is the slut here, my fired" came her cold remark "You now have two choices: Either you start sucking right away, or you refuse and I break a few bones in your body and smash out a few of your teeth if necessary, and then I shove your mouth down this dick manually." She was no longer the good cop "You will suck him either way, your choice is only how healthy you will be afterwards. Now let's see who is the slut here." Looking up at the other, almost apologetically, but also smiling in wicked satisfaction, she added "I can't remember promising that I would be the one providing the blowjob, now did I?"

 

[Talon]

Seth's outward appearance remained stoic, but just barely. A crafty woman this one, he felt lucky suddenly that they were on the same side. Seth walked behind the one still sitting upright, a powerful grip on his shoulders holding him in place as he tried to squirm his way back out of range of his friends mouth. "Now now, you were so eager for your reward, now take what you've earned my friend.". The tit-man had apparently changed his mind about his reward now that it was his friends lips hovering over his crotch and not hers.

Ass man really had no options here. Hands tied behind his back, her strong grip forcing his head down. He knew what she was capable of, and without even taking Seth's prescence into consideration he was fully convinced she could do exactly as she had promised. The thug was shaking with revolt, squeezing his eyes shut tightly as his tounge slowly slid from his lips to taste his friends organ, licking the tip cautiously as if it might be poisonous. He wretched as his tongue picked up the taste of tit-man's precum, but under threat of violence from the bodyguard he slowly moved his head forward, meek as a young girl during her first attempt. He gagged again as the head came into contact with his lips, slowly sliding between them and into the ass-man's unwilling mouth.

Seth had turned his face away, glad to help facilitate the degrading act but leaving the monitoring of the progress in Michaela's capable hands. Tit-man had apparently resolved himself to his fate, eyes closed as he imagined it was some cute broad's mouth on his member and not his thuggish buddy's dirty man-lips. He even groaned as the head moved past the other man's lips, fully committing himself to the fantasy in his head. "Oh fuck yes, deeper bitch!". He was getting the better end of a bad deal, afterall.

Ass-man stopped his forward progress, looking up at Michaela with a terrified look, hoping that she would be satisfied with him only having taken the head into his mouth.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela watched the unfolding scene with amusement. Wasn't it funny how revulsive sucking some cock was to this guy, but when he was the one to be sucked he surely had no objection at all against some soft female lips going down on his rod. Whatever...

She would not decide how far he had to go, that was up to someone else. So she reached out and undid the pants that currently bound tit-man's hands behind his back, adding a neutral "Please don't do anything stupid now" before she quickly wrapped one pant leg around his head, practically blindfolding him. Then she guided his now free hands to his front, placing them gently on both sides of the scalp of the still hesitant ass-man who had not dared to move, the tip of his friends cock still firmly held by his lips. Her mouth close to his ear she finally whispered "He's your buddy, and this is your reward, so you decide how far you want to make those lips around your dick go. Have fun."

The two thugs now left to their own devices - Seth would be more than sufficient to keep them in check - she finally went over to where the upper half of her current clothing still lay on the floor and picked them up, finally wrapping her bra back around her substantial orbs which made them feel somewhat constrained again. She really liked to be topless, and the slight discomfort of wearing a bra was one of the reasons for it. Not willing to indulge into these musings about the unavoidable nature of some concessions to public opinion right now she quickly was done with dressing, and as the finishing touch put her gun back into her shoulder holster.

That all done, she turned her attention back to the center of the room, checking on the thugs - and the progress of the intimate act. Soon she would leave them behind to look for her boss, and hopefully Seth would join her. At least what he had said until now hinted strongly at that option.

 

[Talon]

Apparently Tit-man had unceremoniously decided that this friendship was over, and after the near constant teasing he had been submitted to that he needed to get off more than he needed a friend. He didn't bother trying to escape, he just held his former buddies head in place as he thrust his hips up and forced him to take more. Seth shook his head, slightly amused and disgusted at the same time as he patted the Tit-man on the top of his head. "You boys play nice now."

Seth's presence was no longer needed to hold the thug in place so he moved back to his clothes, watching out of the corner of his eye to make sure neither of them attempted to escape. He slipped on his shirt, buckling his shoulder holster containing his weapon on over it and finally pulling on his jacket. He looked over to Michaela, more than a little disappointed her wonderful assets were once more concealed. He smiled, gesturing towards the two thugs in the center of the room. "You should add matchmaker to your list of talents...remind me not to get on your bad side."

Tit-man had abandoned all inhibitions and was going for broke, crudely thrusting his hips up as he held his friend's head in place, grunting with effort. Seth risked one more look back at the thugs, grimacing as he turned away quickly. "Looks like you got that fellow a little worked up. I don't think we have to worry about these boys following us anytime soon." He moved towards the door, turning back as he reached it. "Question is, how long until these fools realize we're gone and that they can stop? My money's on not for a while yet, at least until ol' boy gets his rocks off at his friends expense." He chuckled under his breath as he leaned against the wall near the door to wait for her, clearing his throat before he spoke . "Well, on to a less disgusting topic...If your intentions are to go after this Fiona lady, my offer still stands if your looking for backup, it'd be my pleasure to tag along."

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela gave a dry chuckle "Yeah, at least one of them is having quite a lot of fun. I had not thought it would go that far, but all the better. You are right, they will be busy for a bit longer, so if we hurry now that will give us quite the head start - if they even bother to go after us and not at each other's throat."

She stopped for a moment. "Have I just said 'we'? Well that probably means your offer to help is accepted. And honestly I have the feeling my boss needs someone like you in more ways than one." A meaningful smile accompanied that sentence. Indeed, once this was over maybe Seth could get Fiona to loosen up a bit, he definitely had the tools for it.

Without further hesitation Michaela left the shed and followed the directions she was given at a brisk pace. They made it past the three blocks in almost no time, and finally were at the alley that led to the steel door entrance to the Bosses hideout. She did not enter the alley yet, though, and just quickly scanned it with a glance around the corner, immediately turning back to Seth.

“Well, there are no guards outside, but I do not know what locking mechanism they have in place. That, and if that guy has anything to do with an earlier attempted hit on Fiona, he'll have some armed muscle inside as well. Any ideas?”

 

[Talon]

Seth grinned at her words. "Well, much obliged for the personal recommendation. I'll try not to disappoint." He let her walk through the door before he followed behind, glad to finally close the door and obscure his view of the rather disturbing scene being played out in the shed.

He watched their back and let Michaela navigate, trained eyes scanning windows and alleyways for any signs of danger as they passed. Seth waited patiently as she scoped out the alley once they had arrived. After she was satisfied and moved back he dropped to his belly, leaning his head forward just enough so that he could see down the alley, but ready to rock back out of the line of fire at a moments notice. Most people watching for someone to pop their head out would be looking roughly at average height, and the idea was that he would see anyone drawing a bead on the corner and be able to move back before they could adjust to the lower height his head was currently at. He pulled back, standing to his full height and brushing his hands together.

"Well...I'm afraid we don't have many options. I can only imagine if this "Boss" is any kind of smart fellow that he's got either no windows that lead directly to this compound or they are well sealed. We got no explosives or door breaching charges, so that rules out just blowing the door down, and I'm afraid lock-picking isn't one of my specialties." He shook his head. "I can't imagine that they don't have some sort of closed-circuit surveillance on that door, so even if you could pick the lock I don't think they'll be too keen on it."

"So that leaves only subterfuge. Way I see it, we have three options, all less than ideal. One of us walks up to the door and attempts to get them to at least open it. I could act like I'm looking for work, I'm sure you could use your feminine charms to convince those boys in there that they need to join you outside." He crossed his arms over his chest. "But there is also a good chance that this "Boss" has disciplined guards watching the door, and they might not take to falling for your charms as easily as the street thugs did. Third option is for me to attempt to convince the doorman that I'm one of the group of thugs we just left behind, and that I've managed to subdue you so I could bring you in to "The Boss". Those thugs looked like throw-away footsoldiers to me, so I'm not certain that the doorman would even recognize one them either way. We'll at least both be by the door in that scenario, should they chose to open it."

He shrugged. "At least that's how I see it, but since it's your boss in there I'll defer to your judgement. What do you think?"

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela silently watched his scouting and let him finish his suggestions before she replied "There would be a theoretical fourth option to wait until someone else approaches the door and then barge in together with him, but for one that would be a long wait, and still a risky choice." She fell silent for a few more moments, head slightly lowered and her thumb and index finger massaging her chin as she was in deep thoughts. Finally she straightened her back again, as it seemed she had made up her mind.

"Your last option is probably the best one. Not only will that get both of us to the door, it is also somehow the most believable story. Just pray they don't have a secret handshake or some such. And I fear we do not have the time to walk back and ask our four friends about it." She moved her hand through her hair, ruffling it a bit, and undid the top two buttons of her blouse, trying her best to give a dishelved impression that would be expected of someone after a struggle.

"Now for the more serious part." Unfortunately her own pants had no belt, so she simply unbuckled Seth's and quickly slipped it free. His trousers clung tightly enough to him to not drop just because of that. In return she took her gun out of her shoulder holster, stared at it for one long second, and then stuck it into the back of his waistband. "So I know where I can find it".

Lastly she put both of her hands behind her back and wrapped the belt around her wrists. From outward appearance it would appear that she had been tied that way, when in truth it was she who held the leather strap together and could let go of it at a moment's notice. All preparations done, her gaze focused on Seth again. "Ready when you are."

 

[Talon]

Seth nodded at her admiringly. He had planned to mention that they should store her weapon in such a manner, but she beat him to the punch. This one was just full of surprises. Seth reached up to loosen his own pistol in its holster and flick off the safety. Seth nodded to her and loosely gripped the material of her shirt in the back so she could rip away quickly but he could still make it look like he was leading her. As he walked around the corner with his 'prisoner' in tow, he made sure to stay just a few inches in front of her so that the reach for her weapon was never compromised.

Seth guided her forward down the alley until they were a pace in front of the door, leaning forward to pound on the heavy door with a closed fist. His heart was pounding, but not in fear, in anticipation of the fighting that was about to go down. His adrenal gland implant began slowly feeding a steady stream of adrenaline into his system in preparation.

A slit at eye level slid open, two dark eyes staring out at them with a look of irritation. "What you fuck you want? This ain't no homeless shelter." Seth put on his best dumb Street Thug impression. "The Boss sent me and my boys to bring back this bitch...says he's interested in a 'meeting' with her if you know what I mean." Seth laughed crudely at the term 'meeting' as if to suggest a deeper meaning. "She's a feisty one though...the other boys ain't gonna be making it back for a while. I managed to bash her on the back of the head...and here we are."

The doorman switched his gaze over to Michaela. "What the fuck does The Boss want to see her for?" Apparently he hadn't picked up on Seth's meaning, he'd have to be more direct. Seth reached his free hand on his opposite side over and cupped Michaela's massive right breast from underneath, bouncing it on his palm a few times. The guard's eyes were drawn by the movement and grew wide. Seth, satisfied his point was made, withdrew his hand, looking back to the Doorman's eyes. "That's why...and he's gonna be pissed if you make him wait. I can wait out here for you to go and get him..." The Doorman cleared his throat, eyes finally drawn away from Michaela's prominent chest.

"Open it up!" The Doorman commanded some unseen party, the sound of the metal door's heavy lock sliding open soon followed. Seth glanced at Michaela out of the corner of his eye as the door swung open, the hand on her shirt steering her into the small security room on the other side. The second door ahead of them leading into a long hallway was already open, a massively muscled guard in a black suit standing in the doorway. The Doorman was now beside Seth and was starting to close the heavy door behind them. The Guard in the doorway whistled as he eyed Michaela up and down. "Hot damn! How's about a little preview before we take you to see The Boss, bitch? You look like you could suck the chrome off a pistol..."

Seth looked down at Michaela and his left eyebrow twitched upwards in a silent signal. He paused for a moment to let her retrieve her pistol if she was so inclined before releasing her shirt and spinning back towards the Doorman and throwing a powerful right hook towards his head. Seth had been wrong, apparently everyone in The Boss's employ only thought with their dicks.

 

[Cherubian]

Michaela had wondered herself how long Seth intended to keep up their charade. The closer to the boss they could get before resorting to violence the better in her book. It seemed though that her new partner had other plans and was content to get through the first and probably most heavily guarded and secured door. At least now they had the advantage of surprise, something they would lack should their cover be blown not on their terms.

On his signal she let go of the belt and immediately thereafter one of her hands was clutched around the grip of her shiny new toy. She would not need it against the guard in the doorway, but who knew what lay beyond. Before the mountain of muscle could even react she was all over him. There were still the remains of the leery grin on his face that the sight of her tits straining against her blouse had made appear as the heel of her free hand crushed into his nose, the sudden pain immobilizing him long enough for a swift circle kick to his chin that sent him a good two yards into the corridor where he finally crashed down on the soft red carpet knocked out.

Her pistol was already primed at the corridor, held steady by both hands and it was a good thing. The hallway sported various doors on both sides , but the most prominent one was right on the opposite end, a good ten yards away. Not only was it made of something looking like expensive wood, it also was flanked by two more guards in black suits. Their hands were about halfway to their shoulder holsters when they realized they would not make it in time. As no shot came yet, and instead only that strange gunwoman's silent and cold stare was penetrating them, they froze, and then slowly withdrew until their arms were pointing upwards, hands about head high.

Michaela slowly advanced on the two, keeping them in check, as she waited for Seth to finish with his target.