Chapter 1
ONE
She stared at the building in front of him with a neutral expression behind the sunglasses that she was wearing even as she mentally noted how she was easily able to blend with the crowd that was around her. Indeed, it would appear that she had blended with the crowd well enough that not a single one of them had turned their attention toward her direction even as they went about their business, which she assumed would have something to do with the fact that the place that she found herself in would be a collection of dormitories that are supposed to be occupied by students matriculating in the nearby university.
A sigh escaped from the lips of Natasha Romanov as she forced herself to return to the present and focus her attention upon the direction of the building that she had been staring at for the past few minutes, but if she was being honest, the Black Widow would have to admit that there was no need for her to move her head because it was not as if she had turned her attention away from the building where the latest intelligence that she had received had indicated that her target may be found. As she took a single step toward the direction of the building in question, she could not help but let out a sigh even as she mentally reviewed other pieces of information that she had been given and which she had read through as she traveled to New York.
It had been five months since the Battle of New York and the attempted invasion of the alien race known as the Chitauri and while the Avengers – of which Natasha is a part– had successfully repulsed the invaders and had captured the person ultimately responsible for the invasion, there are still other that have escaped, and there was also the problem that the device that the person in question had used to make his invasion attempt nearly succeed had disappeared during the aftermath of the battle, with SHIELD unable to find any evidence of how it had disappeared until a month ago when it had flagged a suspicious activity in the dormitory building that Natasha had found herself staring at that moment.
Although she made no physical movement that would have indicated that she had returned to the present, that was what the Black Widow did, a few moments later. She fought the urge to let another sigh escape from her lips even as she narrowed her gaze toward the direction of the building and she thought to herself that there is nothing on the exterior of the same that would indicate to anyone that it was an edifice of interest to the largest covert organization in the world that had now taken on the role of defending the planet from extraterrestrial invasion, and indeed, as she used her peripheral vision to look at the people around her, Natasha would have to admit that none of them are showing any indication that they are wary of the building in question, with all of them ignoring the building as they walked past the same.
The edifice looked the same as the other buildings that are around it, with the differences in the same limited to cosmetic indicators, like the potted plants in some of the verandahs of the building of interest and the curtains that she could see from where she was seated. Indeed, Natasha would have to admit that, if not for the intelligence that she had received while she traveled here, even she would have passed her eyes through the building and would have concluded that there was nothing of interest that was happening inside.
Natasha, however, knew better, and that sigh that she had been trying to stop from escaping from her lips finally succeeded in that mission because, a few moments later, she heard the sound that she made as that sigh escaped from her lips. Rather than admonish herself for losing control, however, she instead willed her mind to think about something else, and she would admit that there are a lot of other things that she would have to think about at that moment, including another piece of information that she had been given as part of the intelligence package, though as her mind turned toward that though, she could not help but frown.
That was because that particular intelligence report that she had turned her attention toward had indicated to her that over the past few months, almost all of the students assigned to the dormitory facility had abandoned the same, only for new occupants to move into the building after they had requested the transfer. That, in itself, may not be strange, but it was flagged because of the rather strange circumstance that all of the new occupants of the building are women, and, having seen the profiles of those who had moved into the building, she could tell that they are all attractive.
Indeed, one of the analysts who had gotten his hands on the intelligence packet had gone so far as to label what was happening as a harem forming, because while those who had moved into the building are all women, there is one man who remained in the dormitory facility, and as Natasha shook her head to force herself to return to the present, she then reminded herself that the man in question is the person-of-interest to SHIELD, with the Black Widow reminding herself that the scepter that she is looking for can brainwash a person.
That frown that was on the pretty face of Natasha deepened as she then told herself that the reason that she had been selected for this operation is that her superiors believed that she could approach the building easier than her male counterparts – and Barton had put up a fuss when he finished reading that same intelligence packet that Natasha had read.
She shook her head to force those thoughts away from the forefront of her mind, and that action was followed by her taking a single step toward the direction of the room even as she reminded herself that she is supposed to be playing a student who had just enrolled into the university and who had been assigned a room in the dormitory building in question. It was for that reason that she was dressed as a typical student, though, at the same time that thought entered the forefront of her mind, the Black Widow reminded herself that she has a mission to perform here, and though she fought the urge to change the expression that was on her pretty face, Natasha reminded herself that she is supposed to investigate the only man who had remained in the dorm as SHIELD suspected that he was the one who had taken the scepter.
Her priority would be to confirm the suspicions of her superiors, with retrieving the scepter itself something that was desirable, though her superiors had confirmed that it is not her priority because they would have other people do that for them. Of course, if she could, the Black Widow would do her best to retrieve the item of interest, though, with a mental shake of her head, Natasha told herself that she is not allowed to risk herself because she is one of two full agents of SHIELD who are somewhat trusted by the Avengers, a task that was made even more important by the death of Agent Phil Caulson before the attempted invasion.
Natasha allowed her thoughts to think about the veteran agent for a few moments, something that she supposed was to be expected considering how he had taken her under his wing for her first few years with the agency, but she had to blink, a few moments later, as she realized that she had allowed her thoughts to wonder a bit, and by the time that she came out of the reverie that her thoughts had placed her in, she found herself standing in front of the main door to the edifice of interest.
The Black Widow was not sure if there are people who are watching her at that moment – and here, she had to remind herself that it would be easier for her if she were to consider all of the occupants of the building as hostile, especially if, as she had suspected, they had been placed under the influence of the scepter and Natasha had no reason to believe otherwise – so she allowed a sigh to escape from her lips. That sigh was a theatrical one and which would have been expected from someone nervous about her first college dormitory room, something that should have been expected from her given the cover that she had chosen for herself.
Natasha placed the soles of her right foot against the surface of the first stair landing in front of her, and after she had shifted her weight upon the same, Natasha realized that her caution had paid dividends, because there was no way that she was not being watched, and she realized that was the case when, a few moments later, the main door into the interior of the building opened and a beautiful brunette walked out of the interior.
She could see the expression on the face of the woman in question and, if pressed, Natasha would have to admit that the look that she had was a combination of hostility and curiosity, with the latter undoubtedly coming as a result of Natasha approaching the building without telling anyone. It was also easy for Natasha to understand where the other expression was coming from, but rather than lose more time allowing her thoughts to run through that, she instead decided to return to the present at the same time that she placed what she hoped would be a friendly smile on her pretty face.
“Hello there,” Natasha said, and she could tell that he had taken the other woman by surprise considering the expression that appeared on her face. The Black Widow took advantage of the surprise that the other woman had felt because she used that time – short as it may have been – to confirm that part of the intelligence that she had received was correct, after all, this brunette in front of her was rather attractive, and she could not help but blink as she realized that she knows this woman.
Just because Natasha knew who the woman in front of her was, however, does not mean that the other woman knew her, because if she was being honest, the Black Widow would have to admit that the reason that she knew this woman is the intelligence packet that she had received. Mentally, Natasha started to review the information that she had been given, and aside from her name – Alice Dent – she also reminded herself that the brunette is studying English Literature and had been a finalist in a beauty contest that she had taken part in during her freshman year.
The confusion on the face of Alice fading and her expression changing back to one that Natasha would have labeled as hostile caused the Black Widow to return to the present, and as she did so, she focused her gaze toward the direction of the visage of the brunette as she then added, “My name is Natalia, and the Housing Department sent me here to check on dorms.”
Natasha would have to admit to feeling concerned, a few moments later, because the expression on the face of the woman in front of her had not changed back to a confused one, indeed, the hostile expression on the face of Alice became more pronounced. The Black Widow would have to admit that she found herself thinking about another excuse to say, but she was still thinking about that when she was suddenly forced to return to the present as the woman in front of her suddenly changed the expression that was on her face, turning it to a smile instead.
A few moments later, it was the turn of Natasha to place a confused expression on her face, and it was not just the smile that appeared on the face of Alice that caused that confused expression on the Black Widow, because, a few moments later, she watched as Alice pivoted her body so that there was now space that the Black Widow could go through to enter the building, though even if that was the case, there was no way that Natasha was going through the building without being invited into the same.
It was not long before Natasha received the invitation that she was waiting for, with Alice suddenly saying, “We were not informed that we would have a new neighbor, but you are more than welcome to check on the dorms here,” she said, but she did not even wait for the Black Widow to reply to the words that had escaped from her mouth before she started to walk toward the direction of the interior of the building. Indeed, it seemed to Natasha that Alice was not even interested in seeing if she would follow after the brunette, but because her mission is to infiltrate the facility, the Black Widow began to walk forward, and before she even realized it, she had already crossed the threshold and had entered the building.
The first thing that Natasha noticed would be how warm her surroundings had suddenly become, with the temperature making her rather uncomfortable in the light jacket that she was wearing, with the Black Widow suddenly having the urge to take the jacket off. She was still thinking about that when she was suddenly distracted by the sound coming from behind her and she turned her attention toward the direction behind her just in time to see the door closing, and casing a confused expression to appear on the face of Natasha as she could have sworn that there was no one behind her.
Her thoughts in regards to that had to flee to the back of her mind, however, because her companion had started to make sounds as she walked forward, compelling Natasha to follow after her if only so that the Black Widow could hear the words that were coming out of the mouth of the pretty brunette, “There are forty-eight rooms in this building, but only four remain unoccupied” Alice said, “Most of the ground floor had been turned to a community room of sorts, but the laundry area and a small kitchen could be found here as well,” and it was rather obvious that the higher floors are reserved for the actual rooms.
Natasha realized that Alice was leading her toward the direction of the main staircase, but before they could reach the steps, the Black Widow forced the younger brunette – though given how she was dressed at that moment, Natasha would have to admit that she would not be surprised if Alice would think that she is older than the Black Widow – to pause as she suddenly asked, “How about the occupants? Isn’t this place a co-ed dorm?”
Another surprised expression appeared on the face of Natasha, a few moments later, when she realized that, in response to the question that she had asked, the pretty brunette in front of her suddenly turned her attention toward the direction of the SHIELD agent. It was not, however, the fact that she turned her attention toward the direction of the Black Widow that caused that surprised expression, rather, the reason for the surprise that appeared on the face of Natasha would be the smile that was on the face of Alice, because that was the only thing that the SHIELD agent needed to see for her to realize that the other shoe was about to fall on her, figuratively speaking, of course.
The expression of contentment on the face of Alice was something that Natasha was having a hard time explaining, and she did not even get the chance to think about it, because, a few moments later, the brunette student was speaking, “Only those who have been chosen by our Master are allowed to live here,” she said, “and you better be grateful because you have been chosen.”
All of the senses of Natasha told her that she should turn and run, but she suppressed the urge to do so even as her conscious mind pointed to her that there was only one frail-looking woman in front of her, and Alice could hardly be a threat to a trained SHIELD agent like her. Those thoughts distracted her from realizing that another student had somehow managed to sneak past the Black Widow, and indeed, the first indication that Natasha had that there was another person near them was when felt a prick on the back of her neck.
She turned her attention toward that direction at the same time that she noted that the prick that she felt was most likely the needle of a syringe, and by the time that she was able to turn her attention toward that direction, the first thing that she noticed would be the speck of black hair which she assumed was attached upon the scalp of the woman who had injected something into her body.
Natasha could feel her knees giving way at that moment, and before she even realized what was happening, she was already on her knees. Even if that was the case, however, she was able to turn her attention back toward the direction of Alice, only for her to blink when she realized that Alice was now joined by a dark-haired young woman who was as beautiful as her. Despite the predicament that she had found herself in, the Black Widow was able to remember the intelligence packet that she had received, and it was thanks to the information included in that packet that she was able to identify the woman who was now standing beside Alice.
‘Melissa duCain,’ she thought even as Natasha then reminded herself that Melissa was studying to become a veterinarian, and that, she realized, would explain the reason why they have access to whatever drug it was that they had injected in her system. As her thoughts turned toward that drug, she felt another tremor coming from the direction of her knees, and before she realized it – not that she could stop herself anyway – she fell face-first toward the direction of the floor.
Natasha would have to admit that she could not help but feel fear even as she realized that her face was about to hit the floor, but before that happened, Melissa caught her, sparing her from the pain of having her face hit the floor, though whatever gratefulness it was that she felt for the young woman catching her evaporated as she then heard Alice speak, “Make sure to keep her face as uninjured as possible, the Master would want to see her pretty face.”
Those words are the only things that she needed to hear for her to realize that they were just keeping her pretty for their Master, but those thoughts also had to flee from the forefront of her mind, a few moments later, even as her eyes widened as Melissa gently let go of the head of the Black Widow. It was not, however, what the veterinary student that made the eyes of Natasha widen, rather, it was the action of the English Literature student, because, at that moment, Alice made a show of shedding the clothes that she was wearing.
Indeed, by the time that the brunette had turned her attention toward the direction of Natasha yet again, Alice was wearing nothing but her underwear and a collar around her neck that the Black Widow had not even realized was around the neck of Alice up until that moment. Natasha focused her attention, not upon the collar that was around the neck of Alice, however, and had instead chosen to pay attention to the underwear that the brunette was wearing because the bra and the panty that she was wearing matched.
The pretty brunette must have realized that Natasha was looking at her because, a few moments later, the brunette turned her attention toward the direction of the drugged SHIELD agent before she then said, “Soon, you would be joining us, Natalia,” before she then made a show of lowering the panty that she was wearing down to her knees before letting them go and allowing gravity to take over. As one might have expected, that caused her flower to be exposed, and Natasha found herself forced to turn her attention toward the direction of the slit in between the lips of the womanhood of the brunette.
With her attention focused toward that direction, she was able to watch as Alice then made a show of moving her hand toward the lips of her womanhood, and a moan escaped from the lips of Alice even as she then used her fingers to spread the lips of her cunt. Natasha blinked when she realized the reason for Alice doing what she had done would be because the Black Widow soon found herself staring at a small brand on the lips of the womanhood of Alice.
The moment that Alice realized that Natasha was looking at her, a smile appeared on her face before she then said, “You would have one of this soon too,” before she then inclined his head toward the direction of Melissa, prompting the Black Widow to turn her attention toward that direction and realizing that while she was keeping her attention focused upon the direction of Alice, the other woman had also removed her clothes. Indeed, by the time that Natasha was able to turn her attention toward the direction of Melissa, the pretty raven-haired young woman was also displaying the same brand that was placed on the inside of the lips of her cunt.
“Shall we introduce you to the man that you would be serving for the rest of your life?” Alice suddenly asked, but it was a rhetorical question, with Alice soon walking toward her even as she stopped displaying the brand that had been placed on the lips of her womanhood. Using her peripheral vision, Natasha was able to confirm that Melissa had also stopped displaying herself, but her attention was forced to turn forward, a few moments later, even as she felt Alice grab a fistful of her red hair, and soon enough, the pretty brunette was using that as her leverage to drag her toward the direction of what the Black Widow had to assume would be the community room.
Despite the drugs that were circulating in her body, Natasha was able to scream in pain as she felt her skin against the hardwood floorboards of the building. At the same time, she could not help but note the ease with which Alice was dragging her, leading her to believe that there must be something going on here, though whatever that something is, she did not get the chance to think about it as they soon crossed some sort of threshold.
The first indication that Natasha got was when she heard the moans of what she assumed would be the other women who are in this dorm, and the way that they moaned at that moment told him that there was no way that they had just begun to moan the moment that she crossed the threshold in question, which meant that she must have crossed some sort of barrier that prevented the sounds from escaping from this room. The fact that she could not move her body meant that she could not turn her attention toward the direction of where the sounds are coming from, but that was of no consequence as she soon found herself staring in the direction of one of those who was moaning.
Natasha could not help but allow her eyes to widen at that moment even as the young woman in front of her arched her back and her spunk erupted from the slit in between the lips of her cunt which were parted at that moment because she was pushing her fingers in and out of the same before she reached her climax. Natasha could not help but feel that Alice had dragged her in front of the other woman deliberately and in time because most of the spunk that had erupted from the slit in between the lips of that particular woman landed on the face of Natasha, but whether or not that was the case was of little consequence, because Alice was not yet done dragging her.
Once more, Natasha was reminded of how helpless she was even as she was dragged through the hardwood floor, and the fact of her helplessness was reinforced by the fact that she could hear even more moans coming from the direction that they are headed toward. This time, the moaning sounds were complemented by the sound of flesh hitting flesh, and though she would rather not think about it, the Black Widow could not help but tell herself that the only reason for the latter sound would be because there was someone seated on the lap of man and she was bouncing up and down his cock.
Indeed, that proved to be the case, and a few moments later, she found herself staring at a beautiful blond – ‘Ava Michelle Parkinson, second-year humanities major,’ she thought – even as she bounced up and down on the cock of the only man that she had seen in this dorm room. The expression on the face of the beautiful blond was all that Natasha needed to see for her to conclude that she was so lost in the pleasure that she was feeling that she would not even bother to turn her attention toward the direction of the Black Widow, and indeed, Natasha could not help but ask herself if the blond was even aware that a red-haired woman was lying sprawled on the floor in front of them.
With her attention focused toward the direction of Ava, the red-haired SHIELD agent was able to watch as the man upon whose lap the rather small blond was seated grabbed both of her breasts – which appear large when compared to her small frame – from behind, and though even from where she was sprawled, Natasha could tell that he had grabbed them with as much force as he could muster, the only sound that escaped from the lips of the beautiful blond would be a moan of pleasure.
The way that she was moaning at that moment also told Natasha that there was no way that she was faking that sound, and with a start, the Black Widow realized that if Ava were to display her cunt to her at that moment, she would be able to see the same brand that Alice and Melissa had already displayed to her.
“Ah!” a particularly loud moan of pleasure escaped from the lips of Ava, a few moments later, forcing Natasha to return to the present and to turn her attention toward the direction of the younger woman. Of course, by the time that she was able to turn her attention toward that direction, Ava had stopped pushing herself up and down the shaft of the cock of the man who was seated on the throne, and if she was being honest, the red-haired SHIELD agent would have to admit that she did not need to wonder why the young blond had stopped what she was doing, after all, the loud moan of pleasure that escaped from her lips was the only thing that Natasha needed to hear for her to know what had happened.
Still, she kept her gaze focused upon the direction of where Ava was connected with the man, though that was not entirely out of her free will because Alice was soon holding onto the top of her head and was somehow able to force Natasha to keep her gaze focused upon the womanhood of the younger blond. With her attention focused toward the direction of where Ava was impaled, she was able to watch as the white seed of the man began to spill from the stuffed womanhood of the beautiful blond.
Natasha would be the first to admit that she had no idea how much time had passed, but the next thing that she knew was that she was forced out of her reverie even as a protesting moan escaped from the lips of Ava. The Black Widow turned her attention toward the direction of where the moan had come from, only for her to realize that the man had pushed Ava off of his lap, and as a result of that, some of the seed that he had placed in the vaginal cavity, spilled out of the abused womanhood of Ava and formed small puddles on the floor.
The expression of horror on the face of Natasha became more pronounced, a few moments later, even as she found herself watching as Melissa suddenly got down on her hands and knees so that she can lick the cum that had spilled out of the cunt of Ava, with the beautiful blond following suit, a few moments later, and allowing the Black Widow to watch as two beautiful young women began to lap cum off of the floor with their tongues.
Indeed, the horror that she felt at that moment was such that Natasha could not help but be thankful even as she felt Alice pull hard on her red-hair yet again, and because of the way that she pulled on the same, the red-haired SHIELD agent found herself staring not at the cock of the man in front of her, but upon the direction of his face, with Natasha quickly confirming that the man in front of her is the person of interest that she had been sent here to investigate.
As if to provide her with further proof that she had found her target when she turned her attention slightly away from his face, she was able to see the scepter that had caused one of her oldest friends to turn against her, and while a part of her wanted to lunge for that weapon as soon as possible and get out of here, she was unable to move as the drugs that had been injected in her system paralyzed her to the point that she could not fight.
“I have never had a woman walk into this dormitory building on her own accord before,” the voice of the only man in the room forced Natasha out of her reverie, and she turned her attention toward the direction of where the voice came from, just in time for her to see the smirk that was on the face of Kevin Armstrong – ‘fifth-year chemistry major,’ she thought – though it would appear that Alice took offense at the fact that she was staring at the face of her Master because Natasha soon felt the pretty brunette forcing her to turn her attention down, away from his face and toward the direction of his cock which was still half-erect and still had some cum clinging onto the same.
He must have realized that she was now staring at his manhood, because, a few moments later, he spoke, “You will get the chance to prove your loyalty to me soon enough, pet,” and as soon as those words had escaped from his mouth, he turned his back toward her. Natasha knew better than to feel relieved when that happened, and it would appear that her decision to do so paid off, a few moments later, because he then returned his attention toward her direction, though this time, he was already holding the staff.
A protesting growl escaped from the lips of Natasha as she felt one end of the scepter against a spot in between and above her breasts because she knew what the staff was capable of doing. She called upon her training to resist what she was sure would be an attempt to brainwash her, but even if that was the case, she found herself unable to resist as he asked, “Who are you?”
Natasha tried her best to stick to the cover that she was given, but the words that escaped from her lips, a few moments later, betrayed to him who she is, with the former spy unable to stop herself from saying, a few moments later, “Natasha Romanov, the Black Widow.”
The reaction of the women in the room was as she had expected, with most of them letting out surprised gasps as they realized who they had captured, but the expression that was on the face of Kevin was the only thing that Natasha needed to see for her to realize that he was not the least bit surprised by the revelation that the Black Widow had just given him and, indeed, a few moments later, the words that escaped from his mouth made it clear to her that he had been waiting for her – or at least, someone from SHIELD.
“I was wondering how long it would take for you people to get here,” he said, and as she turned her gaze so that she can focus her attention upon him, she saw the smile that formed on his face before he then said, “And I must say that I am glad that they sent someone like you rather than a man.”
A groan escaped from the lips of Natasha, a few moments later, even as she felt him press the end of the scepter that was touching her body forward, and it appeared to Natasha that he was trying to slowly stab her with the same, though, a few moments later, he stopped what he was doing, and she turned her gaze toward his face just in time for her to see a confused expression that appeared on his face.
That expression caused Natasha to blink, and she had to fight the urge to smile even as she realized that she was able to resist his attempts to brainwash her, but whatever relief it was that she had felt at that moment quickly fled from the forefront of her mind as she then heard him speak, a few moments later, “Breaking you in the traditional way works for me as well,” he said.
Whatever relief it was that Natasha felt when she realized that he cannot use the brainwash function of the scepter against her fled at that moment, and there was a reason for that because, at that moment, she felt him press the tip of his cock against the slit in between her lips, prompting Natasha to clamp down on her lips – figuratively – even as she told herself that she would not open her lips. Her resistance faded after just a second or two when one of the young women in the room – she could not tell who – let out a hiss of pain.
That sound that escaped from her lips was the only thing that Natasha needed to hear for her to realize that he was using his broken slaves as his leverage over her, and indeed, he did not even need to tell her anything for her to realize that unless she does what she had been told to do, it would be the other women who are with her at that moment who would suffer. There may be a part of Natasha that could not help but feel as if these women deserved it, but then she reminded herself that all of them are here not because they wanted to. They may appear to be doing what they are doing because of their free will, but Natasha knew better, after all, Kevin was holding the staff.
As that thought entered the forefront of her mind, the beautiful red-haired agent of SHIELD parted her lips, and his impatience was in full display at that moment because he did not even wait for her to open her mouth fully before he thrust his cock into her warm and wet oral orifice. Natasha had planned to part her lips as slowly as possible, but with him thrusting his hips forward the sight of the smallest hole that her mouth had formed, that plan was a bust before it had begun.
If she was being honest, Natasha would admit that this was not her first time being forced to take a cock in her warm and wet oral orifice, after all, part of her training as a spy would be to learn how to seduce high-ranking men, and getting down on her knees and bobbing her head up and down their cocks was something that would surely stroke not only their arousal but also their egos.
This, however, was the first time that she was forced to take a cock in her mouth with her acting as if she wanted it, but again, she reminded herself that the only reason that she was bothering with that was to protect the other women in the room, and using her peripheral vision, she could see that most of them had now turned their attention toward her direction, watching even as their Master removed that part of the shaft of his manhood that was already inside her mouth, only for him to slam it back inside her warm and wet but unwilling mouth with as much force as he could muster.
Natasha may have wanted to push words out of her mouth, but those words were turned into muffled sounds by the fact that his cock was still buried in her mouth. Had she been able to speak at that moment, the Black Widow would have been begging him to stop what he was doing because she was barely keeping up with the pace with which he was moving his cock in and out of her mouth.
The red-haired SHIELD agent was also aware that he was not trying to reach his climax – since he had already achieved one recently – which meant that she was supposed to just clean his cock with her mouth, but that was not what Kevin was doing at that moment, and with a start, Natasha realized that he wants to achieve another orgasm so that he could hose the insides of the mouth of the beautiful agent. It was also at that moment that she realized something else, and that was the fact that what he was doing at that moment was more than just making her clean his cock, he was also establishing superiority over her, something that the Black Widow told herself she would be more than happy to give him if he would stop what he was doing at that moment.
A hiss of pleasure escaped from the lips of the man who had his cock impaled in the mouth of Natasha, and that sound forced her out of the reverie that she had fallen into. Of course, there was no need for her to turn her attention toward the direction of where the sound came from because she was staring at that direction in the first place, but she also returned to the present just in time for her to feel his balls slamming against her chin, and with a start, she realized that it was the fact that his balls are hitting her chin that made him let that moan of pleasure out in the first place.
She could not help but place a surprised expression on her face, a few moments later, even as he removed his cock from her warm and wet oral orifice, and Natasha knew that he was able to see the surprised expression that appeared on her face because he turned his attention toward her visage a few moments later. It was not so that he could see the expression that she was wearing that he turned his gaze toward her visage, however, rather, it was so that he can see where the tip of his cock was going, and, a few moments later, she could feel him placing some sort of warm liquid – which she realized was a combination of her saliva and the remnants of his orgasm – on her forehead before he then started to move the tip of his cock down toward the direction of her chin.
Once he had finished with that, he took a step back, moving him away from her and allowing Natasha to turn her gaze toward the direction of his face so that she could see the amused expression that he was wearing. She did not need to ask him what it was that he was seeing at that moment that amused him, because it was rather obvious that it was the warm liquid that clung onto the face of the beautiful red-haired agent of SHIELD.
The silence that had descended inside the room that they were in was shattered, a few moments later, by words that escaped from the lips of Kevin, though at the same time that those words came out of his mouth, Natasha had parted her lips because she was about to say something as well.
“You may be a trained super, pet, but soon enough, you will be as beautiful in your submission as the rest of your sisters,” he said. He did not bother to wait for her to say anything before he then turned his attention toward the direction of Alice and he added, “It would appear that we would have to delay the initiation of your sister, cunt, but I am sure that you can understand.”
The expression on the face of Alice was something that Natasha was able to see as she turned her attention toward that direction, only for her to suddenly tell herself that it may have been better for her to not turn her gaze toward that direction anymore because the expression that was on the face of the pretty brunette at that moment told the Black Widow that she had irritated Alice. Still, she watched as the beautiful brunette then turned her attention toward the direction of Kevin, and the smile that appeared on her face at that moment was rather genuine even as she added, “Anything for you, Master.”