Chapter 2
TWO
She stared at the woman in front of her with an expression of trepidation which only seemed to increase the moment that she saw the wide and lecherous smile that appeared on the face of the other woman. Natasha told herself that unlike the woman in front of her, she had gone through training and she was confident that she would be able to handle the woman in question, but there was something about the way that the other woman was smirking at the Black Widow that convinced her that things may not go the way that she had expected and, indeed, a few moments later, before she could even stop herself, Natasha realized that she had taken a single step back, widening the distance between the two of them.
If it was possible, the smirk that was on the face of Alice widened when she realized what Natasha had done, but in that context, the smirk that formed on the face of Alice was a good thing for the Black Widow because it meant that she was able to recall her anger and as soon as she had placed that expression on her face, she was able to take a single step forward, an action that she hoped would threaten the beautiful but untrained young woman who was in front of her. In that regard, however, the SHIELD agent would have to admit that she failed, because rather than be intimidated, the expression that appeared on the face of Alice suggested to her that she was more amused rather than intimidated by what the Black Widow had done.
Natasha turned her attention slightly so that she was able to turn her attention toward the direction of the only man who was inside the room, but she had just managed to turn her attention toward his direction before she had to fight the urge to vomit, because the first thing that the Black Widow noticed would be the wide smile that was on his face even as she noted that his eyes were half-closed. As for the reason why that was the case, she suspected that it would have something to do with the fact that Melissa had gotten on her knees and had positioned herself in front of him and between his spread knees.
Even if that was the only thing that the SHIELD agent had been given as information, she would have been able to tell what the veterinary student was doing. Of course, given the position that she was in at that moment, Natasha was able to confirm that Melissa was indeed bobbing her head up and down the shaft of the cock of the man who was seated on the throne.
Natasha moved her attention away from the direction of the man seated on the throne, not only because she has no interest in seeing what he was doing at that moment, but also because she wanted to confirm the presence of the scepter in the room, with the Black Widow telling herself that everything would be alright as soon as she gets her hands on the staff, but she had barely managed to turn her attention – and confirm the presence – toward the scepter before she was suddenly forced to turn her attention back toward the direction of the brunette in front of her.
The reason that the Black Widow was forced to turn her attention toward that direction was that Alice had suddenly taken a step toward her, and her instincts screamed at her to turn her gaze toward that spot. At first, the SHIELD agent would have to admit that she was not sure why she had to turn her attention toward that direction because it does not seem as if Alice was doing anything that would cause the instincts of the trained agent to go haywire and, indeed, when she fixed her gaze toward the brunette student, the first thing that Natasha noticed would be the wide smile that was on her face.
Natasha belatedly realized that the smile that Alice was wearing was intended as a distraction, and because she was paying too much attention to the wide smile on the face of the pretty brunette, she failed to notice the slap that was coming toward the direction of her face until the moment that the palm of Alice made contact with the side of her face, and though the force with which the pretty brunette had slapped her was nothing compared to all the injuries that Natasha had suffered before as a result of her job, for one reason or another, when she screamed in response to the slap that she had been given, the scream that escaped from her lips was loud.
She was not sure if Alice had intended for the Black Widow to turn her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne as a result of the slap that she gave Natasha, but whether it was the intention or not was of no consequence, because that was the direction that the Black Widow found herself looking at, a few moments later, and while it was true that Kevin had his eyes closed during the time that she had last turned her attention toward him, this time, she could see that he now has his eyes open.
Even that, however, was not what concerned the SHIELD agent the most, rather, it was the fact that when she turned her attention toward the direction of the chemistry student, he was not only holding onto the scepter that is the reason for the presence of Natasha in this place, but he was also looking at her direction, and from the smile on his face, she could tell that he enjoyed the scream that escaped from the lips of the Black Widow.
The sight of him holding onto that scepter made Natasha realize that he might have used the mysterious power that the scepter had been able to use to cause her more pain than Natasha had expected, and had caused her to scream in pain. Those thoughts were still going through the forefront of the mind of the Black Widow when she was suddenly forced to return to the present, and another scream escaped from the lips of the SHIELD agent as another slap landed on her face, though unlike the first one, this time, the blow landed on the other side of her face and had forced her to turn her attention opposite the direction of where the slap came from.
That meant that when she recovered from the blow that she had received, the SHIELD agent found herself staring in the direction of the pretty brunette in front of her, and though there was still a smirk on the face of the pretty brunette, Natasha would have to admit that there was also something about the smile that Alice was wearing that made her realize that she felt little amusement at that moment. That prompted the Black Widow to part her lips, but before the words that she wanted to say could escape from her lips, another scream escaped from her lips as the pretty brunette in front of her suddenly cupped both of her breasts through the top and the bra that she was wearing.
The intelligence that she had received about the woman who was standing in front of her and cupping her breasts at that moment told her that she is an ordinary student, but the Black Widow found compelling evidence, a few moments later, that made her question if that was truly the case, because, at that moment, the pretty brunette who was supposed to be an ordinary literature student suddenly increased the pressure with which she was gripping the chest of Natasha, eliciting another protesting moan from the lips of the pretty red-head.
It was not the fact that Alice was gripping her breasts at that moment that made the scream escape from the lips of Natasha, rather, it was the fact that, a few moments later, she then used her hands on her chest to pull away on the clothes that she was wearing. The sound of the clothes that she was wearing being torn from her body entered the ears of Natasha even if it was true that she was screaming in protest at that moment, though all of the screams that she could muster at that moment would not have been of much help to her because, a few moments later, Alice finished hat she was doing, and the Black Widow found herself standing in front of the pretty brunette wearing nothing to cover her breasts.
She just knew that Alice would turn her attention toward the direction of her hips soon, and as if to prove to her that what she had suspected was indeed what was about to happen, by the time that Natasha was able to turn her attention toward the direction of the face of Alice, the other woman had already turned her attention toward the direction of the crotch of the Black Widow, with the expression that the pretty brunette was wearing on her face telling the SHIELD agent that the other woman would soon be exposing the lips of her cunt.
Even though she knew that Alice would ignore her, and even though her voice coming from the back of her head was telling her that there was no way that she should submit to a woman who had not even seen half of the things that she had seen, when the Black Widow parted her lips, a few moments later, the single word that escaped from her lips was a pleading one.
“Please,” she said before she could stop herself, and indeed, it was not only the word that escaped from her lips that reinforced the notion that she was begging the other woman, because even the tone that she had used when she spoke should have made that clear.
Natasha turned her attention toward the direction of the face of Alice after she had allowed that single word that escaped from her lips and judging from the smirk that appeared on the face of Alice, it was obvious that the pretty brunette had realized what the meaning behind the tone that Natasha had used was and, indeed, the Black Widow was able to watch as Alice glanced toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne.
The Black Widow would have to ask herself if the actions of Alice were intentional, considering that Natasha turned her attention toward the direction of the man seated on the throne as well, and the SHIELD agent would have to admit that if she had any option, she would not have turned her attention toward that direction, because the first thing that she noticed when she fixed her gaze toward the man who was holding the scepter would be the change in the pace with which Melissa was bobbing her head up and down the shaft of his cock.
Melissa, however, was not the only one who was pouring attention upon the manhood of Kevin, because Ava had recovered from the high that she had achieved after serving the man and the pretty blond had no crawled to a position that allowed her to savor attention upon the balls of the chemistry student who had failed to graduate on time even as Melissa lavished attention upon the rest of his cock.
If there was one thing that Natasha would have taken as a positive when she turned her attention toward the direction of the man on the throne, it would be the fact that because she was keeping her gaze focused upon him, she was able to see him nod toward the direction of Alice, and because the pretty brunette had been charged with Natasha at that moment, the Black Widow understood that the nod that he had given the literature student would have something to do with the SHIELD agent.
If she was being honest, however, the Black Widow would have to admit that even if she had not seen the nod that Kevin had given the young woman who was his favorite among those gathered in the room, she still would have realized that he had given some sort of command, considering that, a few moments later, another scream escaped from the lips of Natasha, though this time, the scream was more in surprise than pain or anything else.
The catalyst for the scream that escaped from the lips of Natasha was the other woman grabbing one of her wrists, and at the same time the scream echoed around the room, Alice used that as her leverage to pull the Black Widow closer toward her. Another scream did escape from the lips of the pretty red-head, a few moments later, as Alice once more cupped both of her breasts from the front, and this time, the pretty brunette went straight to squeezing her mounds in between the palms of her hands.
“Time for you to learn your proper place,” Natasha heard the woman in front of her say, and before the Back Widow could even think of a proper reply to the words that had escaped from the mouth of the other woman, she was suddenly forced to get down on her knees as a result of Alice removing her hands from the breasts of Natasha – and for which she felt relieved – and using that to force the Black Widow on her knees.
Natasha would have to admit that she was confused about what had happened as she was certain that she was stronger than the other woman, and that meant that it should have been impossible for Alice to force her onto her knees, and because that was the case, the voice coming from the back of her head returned in full force to inform her that the only man in the room must have to do something using the scepter that he had somehow managed to get his hands on after the Battle of New York. Natasha would have turned her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne, but it would appear that the woman in front of her had realized that was what Natasha was about to do, because, a few moments later, Alice placed her hands on the top of the head of Natasha.
With his hands on the top of the head of the Black Widow, Alice was able to stop the SHIELD agent from turning her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne, and she was still using that same leverage that he was exercising over her to compel Natasha to focus her attention toward her front which, at that moment, meant that the Black Widow found herself staring at the shaved cunt of the literature student in front of her. If she was being honest, the SHIELD agent would have to admit that Alice did not have to say anything for Natasha to understand what it was that she would be made to do, and she could not be sure if that was a good or bad thing, because it was obvious that Alice would not have bothered to say anything to her anyway.
The next thing that Natasha knew was that the distance between her face and the slit in between the folds of the womanhood of Alice was virtually non-existent, indeed, now and then, she would feel the tip of her nose hitting the shaven mound of Alice, and it became obvious to the SHIELD agent, a few moments later, that the student was finding pleasure with what she was doing as, a few moments later, she again used her hands resting on the top of the head of Natasha, and this time, she used that as her leverage to compel the Black Widow to move her head down slightly.
Natasha would admit that she was confused about the moan that escaped from the lips of the younger woman, a few moments later, because she cannot think – at least not at that moment – of the reason for the moan, but then Natasha realized that the tip of her nose had touched the tiny knob of pleasure that is the clit of Alice, and as that thought entered the forefront of her mind, the SHIELD agent could not help but think how much she would have loved to bite the clit of Alice off of her, though less than two seconds later, the SHIELD agent reminded herself that despite everything that Alice was doing, she was still a civilian, and because it was obvious that the scepter was exerting control over her, the actions of the brunette student – and the other women in the room – was not his own.
“Go ahead,” Alice suddenly said, forcing Natasha out of the reverie that she had not even realized she had fallen into, but even if that was the case, it was not as if she could turn her attention toward the direction where the voice of Alice had come from. In any case, a few moments later, Alice added, “Show our Master how beautiful you are in your submission, cunt, make me cum with your tongue.’
The first reaction of Natasha to the words that had escaped from the lips of Alice would be to narrow her eyes, and she was certain that if the brunette student in front of her – or anyone else for that matter – had seen the expression that appeared on her face at that moment, then they would have had no problem realizing what she thought about the order that she had been given. Of course, no one was even looking at the direction of her face, and even if the Black Widow would have refused to obey the order, she found herself compelled to obey, a few moments later, because Alice pressed the head of the agent closer toward her cunt.
It was obvious that the pretty brunette would have done all that she could to stop Natasha from breathing, and though, at first, the SHIELD agent tried to resist the strength of Alice, she soon found herself running out of oxygen, and because of that reason, she told herself that she had no choice but to obey, and soon enough, her tongue was going up and down the slit in between the lips of the womanhood of Alice as the Black Widow did what she was instructed to do.
The only defiance that Natasha could exhibit at that moment would be to close her eyes, and even the Black Widow would have to admit that the reason that she was able to close her eyes at that moment was that there was no way that Alice – or anyone else for that matter – would have been able to see her closed eyes, not with the face of the Black Widow positioned as close as possible toward the slit in between the lips of the flower of Alice.
Natasha was not sure if she should feel insulted by the fact that no sounds escaped from the lips of Alice as the former began to lick the cunt of the latter. In the end, the Black Widow decided that she should feel insulted, not because she wanted to hear her abuser moan, but rather, because she realized that by choosing to be offended by the fact that Alice was not making any sound, she found herself able to ignore the foreign taste that was invading her mouth, with the SHIELD agent telling herself, a few moments later, that the taste that was assaulting the forefront of her mind was the taste of the pre-cum of Alice.
This was not the first time that Natasha had found herself in the position that she was in, indeed, even before she had joined SHIELD, she have already experienced how to use her tongue to please another woman, as the training curriculum that she had gone through back when she was first recruited into the KGB involved such lessons as her superiors had considered the possibility that their agents would have to seduce women as well. It took Natasha a few tries, but she was able to chase her thoughts in regards to the past away from the forefront of her mind, a few moments later, and in that regard, she was assisted by the fact that Alice suddenly placed both of her hands on either side of the top of the head of the red-head before she then used those hands to compel Natasha to move her face closer to the cunt of Alice.
The fact that the brunette was doing what she was doing was the only indication that Natasha needed for her to conclude that Alice was about to reach her release. There may be a part of the Black Widow that rebelled against that thought, but that part of her mind was ignored by the red-head even as her conscious mind told her that the faster that Alice would achieve her orgasm, the faster that she could place distance between her face and the slit in between the folds of the flower of the pretty brunette.
She knew that it would not be the end of her ordeal, of course, but at that moment, Natasha could not help but tell herself that she would do anything for this particular one to end, and those were the thoughts that were at the forefront of the mind of the Black Widow when she was then forced out of her reverie as a result of a loud moan of pleasure that escaped from the lips of Alice, and the SHIELD agent could not help but remark to herself that the sound that just escaped from the lips of Alice at that moment was the first sound that she had made after she had compelled Natasha to service her cunt.
Those thoughts were still going through the forefront of the mind of Natasha when she was suddenly forced to return to the present when something warm and wet suddenly hit her face. the Black Widow would readily admit that, at first, she had no idea what had happened, but less than a second or two later, the SHIELD agent realized what had – and what was – happening, with the voice at the back of her mind reminding Natasha that the warm and wet liquid that hit her face was more likely than not, the fresh spunk that had escaped from the slit in between the lips of the womanhood of Alice.
Natasha was allowed a reprieve, a few moments later, because Alice finally removed her hands from the top of the head of the Black Widow, and it was probably an expected reaction from the SHIELD agent, but the first thing that she did the moment that she realized that she could do it was to place distance between her face the slit in between the folds of the womanhood of Alice. Natasha would admit that the first thing that she did was to turn her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne so that she could see his reaction to what had happened.
Even if that was the reason for her turning her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne, however, the first thing that she did notice when she turned her attention toward the direction of the throne was that there was only one woman who was servicing the cock of the chemistry major. Natasha only needed a few moments to realize that it was Melissa who was bobbing her head up and down the shaft of the cock of Kevin but that, in turn, made her curious as to where Ava was, and it was for that reason that she began to look around.
Natasha would admit that she had failed to realize where Ava was before she was once more forced to turn her attention away from the throne, and again, it was Alice who had made her turn her attention away, with the pretty brunette compelling Natasha to turn her attention toward her direction yet again. For a few moments, no words passed between the two of them with Alice keeping that smirk on her face and causing the frown on the face of Natasha to deepen.
“How does my spunk taste, slave?” the words that had escaped from the lips of Alice shattered the silence that had descended between them. Although at first, Natasha refused to answer the question that had been posed to her, she realized that she has no choice but to answer it, a few moments later, when she saw the expression that was on the face of Alice.
If she was being honest, Natasha would have to admit that she wanted to shake her head and say something snarky in response to the question, but although she was about to push those insulting words out of her mouth, the words that she had come up with were not the words that came out of her lips, a few moments later, because even she would have to admit that she was surprised when she heard the words that had escaped from her mouth.
“Yes,” Natasha heard herself say, a few moments later, and she was sure that a surprised expression appeared on her face at that moment, even if it was true that she then heard herself add, “I love the taste of your spunk, Mistress.”
It was not just Alice who had burst into laughter at that moment because Natasha could hear laughing sounds that could not have come from just one person. At the same time, the Black Widow noted that she could also hear the tell-tale sound of a man laughing and that told her that the one who was holding the scepter also found amusement with the words that escaped from her lips, and the volume of his laughter increased, a few moments later, as Natasha heard herself add, “Please, mistress, may I serve you again?”
Natasha placed an expression of anger that promised retribution on her face at the same time that she turned her attention toward the direction of Alice, but it would appear that the pretty brunette had anticipated the actions of the Black Widow, because by the time that the former was able to fix her gaze upon the younger woman, there was already a smile on the face of Alice, and that smile that the pretty brunette was wearing widened in response to the angry expression that Natasha was wearing on her visage.
“Shouldn’t you be asking our Master permission for that?” the pretty brunette asked with a smile on her face. If it was possible, the question that escaped from the lips of Alice caused the anger that was on the face of Natasha to become more pronounced, but because she was turning her head toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne in response to the question that had escaped from the lips of Alice, it was Kevin who bore the full brunt of the angry expression that she was wearing.
Judging from the smile on the face of the man seated on the throne, however, it was rather obvious that he was just amused by the expression that was on the face of Natasha, and the Black Widow also had the distinct impression that the ministrations of Melissa – who was still bobbing her head up and down the shaft of his cock – had nothing to do with the amusement that he was displaying on his face, but before the SHIELD agent could think about it, she was forced to return to the present even as she felt her lips part yet again.
Natasha knew that the words that would escape from her mouth at that moment would not be words that she had come up with for herself, indeed, at that moment, she reminded herself that she had not even thought of any words to say, but even if she had words to say at that moment, she knew that she would not have been able to push those words out of her mouth anyway and, in the end, the only thing that she could do was listen to the words that she was certain he had placed on her mouth using the power of the scepter that he was holding.
“Please, Master,” she began, “Please, may I service my mistress again?”
The expression of amusement on the face of Kevin at that moment caused a hiss of anger to escape from the mouth of Natasha, and she would admit that she was surprised at that moment as she did not think that she would have been able to push that hiss out of her mouth. It led her to wonder – at least, for a few moments – if the influence that the scepter had on her was weakening, but whatever hope it was that she may have felt as that thought entered the forefront of her mind was shattered, a few moments later, when she heard herself utter words that she had not placed in her mouth yet again, “Master, please,” she began.
For a few moments, the only response that the man who was seated on the throne was willing to give Natasha would be more sounds of amusement, but after a few moments, he finally opened his lips. While waiting for the words to escape from the lips of the man seated on the throne, the Black Widow could not help but wonder if he would give her what she was ostensibly asking for, or if he would demand even more submission on the part of the SHIELD agent. Either way, Natasha told herself, she does not want to do either of those two choices.
Kevin stopped laughing, a few moments later, and because Natasha had her attention focused upon the direction of the man who was seated on the throne, she was able to watch as he moved his hands toward the top of the head of the young woman who was kneeling in front of her, and apparently, that was a signal for Melissa to stop what she was doing, with the beautiful young woman removing his cock from her mouth, a few moments later.
Natasha noted the disappointed expression that was on the face of Melissa when the young woman turned her attention so that the Black Widow could see the expression that she was wearing, but she did not get the chance to truly notice that expression as, a few moments later, she was forced to turn her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne as he audibly cleared his throat before he then parted his lips. The sense of dread that the SHIELD agent felt at that moment was nearly indescribable, but at the same time that feeling threatened to overwhelm Natasha, she was distracted by the words that escaped from the lips of Kevin.
“I don’t think seeing you eat the cunt of your mistress would amuse now,” he suddenly said, and as she realized the implication of the words that had escaped from the lips of the man seated on the throne, the expression of horror on the face of Natasha widened because those words that had escaped from his lips at that moment told her that whatever it was that he was planning for her, it would be more humiliating than the things that she had already gone through. She did not even have to wait for long for the man on the throne to tell her what it was that he wanted to see her do.
At first, Kevin did not say anything, he simply inclined his head toward the direction of the side of Natasha, and because it was obvious that he intended for her to turn her attention toward that direction, the Black Widow anticipated no resistance when she looked at that direction. She only needed a few moments, however, to realize the reason for him wanting her to turn her gaze toward that direction, because barely a second or two after she had turned her gaze, she saw the third woman in the room walking toward her.
Ava was – and Natasha mentally noted that she should have expected it – practically naked at that moment, and indeed, aside from the collar that was around her neck, the only other things that the pretty petite blond was wearing would be the clamps that were biting against the erect nipples that capped her breasts, with the Black Widow noting to herself that the clamps somehow made her breasts appear larger, though she was also quick to realize that it was not an illusion and that the breasts of Ava were indeed large, at least, when compared to her rather petite frame.
Those two nipple clamps were connected through a chain that run between the two of them, and that silver chain was long enough that the bridge that it had formed between her breasts need not be pulled taut in between her erect nipples, and those same clamps were also connected to the collar wrapped around the neck of Ava through gold chains, with these pulled taut.
The assembly on the clamps biting the nipples capping the breasts of Ava, however, was not what truly demanded the attention of Natasha, rather, it was the fake cock that was protruding from the slit in between the lips of her cunt, with the Black Widow noting that because the lips of her womanhood were open, it was obvious that part of the fake cock had been inserted into the most intimate of parts of the young student.
If she was being honest, Natasha would admit that the sight of the fake cock was more than enough for her to realize what the next order of the man who was seated on the throne would be, but then again, even if he had not voiced out loud what it was that she was supposed to, the Black Widow was already moving, with the SHIELD agent soon getting down on her hands and knees and makings sure that rather than displaying her holes to the man who was holding the scepter, she instead got down on her hands and knees in such a way that it was her profile that was being displayed to him.
With Natasha not being in control of her body at that moment, it was the mysterious power of the scepter that compelled her to move into the position that she was in, and the Black Widow told herself that it was still the power of the scepter that made her lower her chest toward the direction of the floor, and another moan escaped from the lips of the SHIELD agent even as the nipples capping her breasts hit the cold hardwood floor of the room that they were in, and, in short order, her breasts were being squeezed in between the hardwood floor and her back.
It was a combination of pain and pleasure that she felt at that moment that caused another moan to escape from the lips of the helpless agent, a few moments later, but Natasha knew for a fact that she was compelled to move into this position not because he wanted to hear her moaning as her nipples and breasts were squeezed in between the floor and her back, rather, it was so that she would be forced to raise her hips, and that was made even more poignant, a few moments later, when she felt her hands reached behind her so that her palms were soon resting on the cheeks of her ass.
That time, Natasha tried to stop herself from spreading the cheeks of her ass using her hands on the cheeks of her ass, but in that regard, no matter how much she tried to stop herself from complying with the order that she had been silently given, she could not stop herself, and soon enough, the Black Widow realized that she had parted the cheeks of her ass so that the slit in between the lips of her flower as well as the entrance to her brown hole was fully exposed. It was only at that moment that she realized that because her asshole was also exposed, there was the possibility that Ava would choose to use the fake cock that she was wearing to violate her anal canal, and as that thought entered the forefront of her mind, she found herself hoping that would not be the case.
Natasha found herself waiting, a few moments later, in the position that she was in because Ava had not moved to any of her holes. Ten seconds after she had realized that, the Black Widow found herself wishing that she could turn her attention toward the direction of the man who was seated on the throne, but just as she was preparing to turn her attention, the sound of footsteps behind her caused her to pause.
Less than five seconds later, Natasha felt the tip of the plastic cock hat she imagined was jutting out of the flower of Ava against her slit, and to the Black Widow, it felt as if the young petite blond was teasing her because rather than push the plastic cock inside her cunt, the Black Widow instead felt the younger woman moving the tip of the plastic cock up and down her slit, and, a few moments later, it would appear that her teasing was having an effect as a moan escaped from the lips of Natasha in response to the same.
It would appear that the moan that just escaped from her lips was the only thing that Ava was waiting for, and, a few moments later, another scream – and though it was more of a surprise, there was also pain there – escaped from the lips of Natasha as she felt the walls of her cunt expanding to accommodate the invading plastic cock. Her first reaction to the sudden violation of her most intimate of parts would be to tighten her walls, though it took only a few moments for her to realize that doing so was the worst reaction that she could have given because it would appear that Ava had taken her cunt tightening as a challenge of some sort, with the young blond soon pulling the shaft of the fake cock out of the tightened cunt of Natasha before pushing it back inside her most intimate of parts with as much force as her petite body could muster.
“Ah!” another scream escaped from the lips of Natasha, and again, it was one of pain and it echoed around the room. Despite the strength that Ava demonstrated, less than half of the shaft of the fake cock had managed to enter her most intimate of parts, and if she was being honest, the Black Widow would have to admit that she would have preferred it if Ava had managed to bury the fake cock completely with that one thrust.
As painful as that may have been for her, Natasha told herself that, at least, it would be over, and indeed, a few moments later, one of the reasons why she had told herself that it would be better for her if Ava had managed to completely sheath the fake cock with one thrust manifested itself, even as the Black Widow felt the young woman behind her remove the part of the shaft of the plastic cock that was already inside her most intimate of parts, only for Ava to slam it back inside the flower of Natasha, causing another moan of pain to escape from the lips of the agent.
Even that, however, would turn out to be not enough, and it was for that reason that she felt the young woman behind her remove the part of the plastic cock that was already inside her cunt, with Natasha responding to the action by letting out a protesting whimper. It would appear, however, that Ava took the sound that escaped from her lips as another indication that she should make things as painful as possible for the Black Widow, because, a few moments later, that was what she did, with the young blond letting out a hiss of pleasure that also told Natasha that she was consolidating her strength before she thrust her hips forward.
“AH!” another scream escaped from the lips of Natasha, but again, Ava simply repeated what she had been doing, and though she would have liked to deny it, at that moment, she could feel the beginnings of a figurative flame in between her loins. It was the implication of the feeling that she was having at that moment that horrified Natasha and she had to tell herself that there was no way that she was feeling aroused at what was happening to her.
Another scream escaped from the lips of Natasha at that moment, but even she would have to admit that this time, the sound that escaped from her mouth was more in pleasure than pain, with the figurative flames burning in between her loins jumping in temperature as she realized that she was marching closer and closer – figuratively speaking, of course – toward her orgasm. The Black Widow tried to recall some of the techniques and skills that she had learned when she was being trained to stop herself from reaching that peak, but no matter what she did, the in and out motion of the fake cock that was inserted in her most intimate of parts was overwhelming her.
A moan distracted Natasha from the reverie that she had fallen into, but this time, the moan came not from the lips of the Black Widow, rather, this sound of pleasure that distracted her from the reverie that she had fallen into had come from the lips of the woman who was forcing the SHIELD agent to march closer and closer toward her release, and when she realized that, Natasha could not help but remark to herself that it was obvious that her abuser at that moment was also finding pleasure at what she was doing.
It took her but a few moments, however, to remind herself that part of the plastic cock that had been inserted into her most intimate of parts was also inserted in the flower of Ava. At the same time that she reminded herself of that, Natasha realized that Ava had increased the pace with which she was violating the cunt of the Black Widow, with the pretty red-head realizing, a few moments later, that the blond behind her was now far more interested in reaching her orgasm than humiliating Natasha.
Of course, it was also possible that she felt that she had humiliated Natasha enough, and for a brief moment, the anger that she felt was more than enough to cause the Black Widow to forget about the figurative flames that were burning between her loins. She would have succeeded in suppressing her approaching orgasm as well, if not for the fact that, at that moment, the man who was seated on the throne reminded her of it.
“Are you approaching your orgasm, slave?” he asked, and though Natasha would have wanted to turn her attention toward the direction of the face of the man who had spoken, she was prevented from doing so by Ava suddenly pressing one of her hands on the back of her head, and for one reason or another, that was more than enough to stop her from moving her head. In any case, it did not take long before there was no need for her to turn her gaze there because Kevin suddenly added, “This would be a freebie for you, slave, but in the future, you would learn that before you can have your orgasm, you would first have to ask permission.”
What he was insinuating at that moment was something that would have caused the anger that she was feeling at that moment to become more pronounced, but at the same time that she felt that anger, another moan escaped from her lips, and this time, the moan was one of pure pleasure. Natasha was hardly the only one who realized what the meaning behind the moan that had escaped from her lips would be and the sound of amusement that escaped from the lips of the other women in the room was evidence of that.
The protesting whimper that should have escaped from the lips of Natasha was not fast enough to overtake the orgasm that she had been given, and her eyes widened – for all the good that had done, because the only thing that she could see at that moment would be the floor of the room where they were in – even as she felt her warm spunk filling whatever space remained inside her cunt.
She heard a barely audible popping sound coming from behind her at that moment, but even if she did not turn her attention toward the direction where the sound came from – and she would not have been able to anyway – Natasha knew that was the sound of the young woman behind her removing the fake cock that she was wearing from her abused hole.
“Don’t you think you should thank Ava for giving you an orgasm?” the question came not from the mouth of any of the other women who are in the room with her, rather, it came from the mouth of the man who was seated on the throne, and because that was the case, Natasha turned her attention toward the direction of where Kevin was seated. If she was being honest, she would have admitted that she regretted turning her attention toward that direction, because the first thing that she saw when she did would be the smile that he was wearing, and that was the only thing that she needed to see for her to have an idea of what she would be made to do.
Indeed, much as she would have wanted to say otherwise, she was not the least bit surprised when, a few moments after she had turned her attention toward that direction, the man seated on the throne said, “Why don’t you return the favor with your mouth?”