Captured, again

The masked man walked towards the combatants, until he was standing beside Anya.

"Stop!", he commanded. She looked up at him, anger in her face for a moment before complying, extricating herself from her opponent.

"You did well, my Angel. Now, leave."

Valerie was lying on the ground - naked, defeated and gasping for breath. For a second, she thought she saw Anya looking at her. Instead of anger, her face reflected something else - was it regret? Perhaps it was sadness, or maybe even helplessness. Whatever it was, she saw Anya follow her orders and leave the room, leaving her facing the masked man.

He crouched down next to her. He ran a finger over her body, starting from her ankles all the way to her chin. He held it and turned her to face him as he leaned directly above her. Valerie closed her eyes, gripped with fear.

"Look at me.", he said. His voice had a **** of authority, and she was compelled to open her eyes.

"I see that your...training achieved the desired results. I set a trap, and you delivered yourself to me." He glanced down at her nude form. "You even had the decency to dress appropriately. I like that."

He grabbed Valerie behind her neck, making her sit up. She winced at the pain, still feeling the blows from her fight. Her entire body was aching.

The masked man commanded a guard to hold Valerie. He freed his arms and unzipped his pants, taking out his penis and standing right in her face, until the tip was touching her closed lips.

Valerie struggled, but couldn't free herself from the guard's grasp. She was hurt, tired and surrounded. She couldn't see a way out of the situation.

"Do your job, 32." he commanded.

Hearing the number caused something to shift inside her mind.

She began to rationalize with herself. Disobedience would only make things worse for her. It was better for her to appease her captor for the time being. Maybe she could find an opportunity to escape later. Until then, wouldn't it be easier if she just followed orders?

She turned her gaze towards her captor's dick, and opened her mouth. He seized the opportunity, thrusting it inside. She began to swallow and move her mouth back and forth. Soon, she felt the tip hit the back of her throat.

She lost track of time as she moved back and forth in a rhythmic motion. She felt his dick stiffen and become slick with her saliva. She didn't even notice when the guard let go of her, focused only on pleasing her master.

After god knows how long, her mouth suddenly became empty. She opened her eyes right as a blast of cum splattered across her face and chest.

The masked man laughed as she collapsed, all energy drained from her body.

"Tie her up.", he commanded his guards. "It's time to transport a prisoner."