6. Encase: Nicole Demara

Nicole grunted, both in exertion and frustration. The sybian between her legs was buzzing away. The pink haired hustler threw her head back in force ecstasy, the ropes binding her arms pulling on her huge chest, dragging out more pleasure.

The wooden confines of the crate she had been tossed in were all she could see.

“You bozos are dead when I get out of here!” She roared in false bravado, the pleasure ravaging her was clear in her voice.

“Shut it, slut!” One of the goons who nabbed her banged something against the crate, startling Nicole

The sensation was too much for Nicole, her thoughts were clouding and her sensitive parts were throbbing with need.

The pink haired hustler was trying her best to not let these goons hear her luscious voice crying out in ecstasy but they had this sybian on really high.

“Oh, FUCK!” Nicole couldn’t hold it back anymore

Nicole howlered, her eyes refusing to focus as she climaxed so hard her mind went blank. The sybian did not care and kept buzzing away at the pink haired damsel.

As Nicole began to come down from the high of orgasm, the top of the box came off and she was met with a face she dreaded to see.

President Moki of Bear Finance.

“Ms. Demara. Where. Are my. Dennies?”