Hawk has tied her up

Valerie felt stickiness between her legs, as thick liquid dribbled down her thigh. She shook herself awake, finding herself suspended from the ceiling. Memories of what had happened began flooding in. She looked down - there was not a single stitch of clothing on her body. Even her stockings were gone. She was completely naked.

Hawk appeared in front of her. She tried to speak but couldn't - her mouth was still gagged. She began struggling, but Hawk gently put a finger on her mouth.

"Trust me", he said, giving her a small kiss on her mouth.

Valerie felt anger. Hawk had tricked her into coming to him. Not only had he stripped her, he had ripped all her clothes to shreds. After that, he evidently wasn't content with fucking her brains out - he had to tie her up afterwards. She was finding it very difficult to trust him right now.

She saw him move away, setting up a trap. Once finished, he spoke into his earpiece "Anya? I have her.". His plan dawned on her - he was going to use her as bait. Helpless and nude, she could do nothing but wait.

She saw Anya arrive, one hand holding her pistol in front as another covered her exposed boobs. Like her, she didn't see the tripwire until it was too late. Valerie couldn't help but be impressed at Hawk's skill at making traps.

The dart hit Anya, causing her to collapse in a heap on the ground. Hawk popped out from his hiding place and approached her, quickly disarming Anya and binding her hands and feet. He used her knife to rip apart her panties, stripping her entirely. Valerie couldn't help but laugh internally - at least he was fair to both sides, in his own way.

Once he was finished with Anya, he came to her, untying her from the ceiling before finally removing her panties that he had stuffed in her mouth. He didn't completely free her, though - her hands and feet were still tied together, the same as Anya.

"What are you doing", asked Valerie, puzzled.

"Negotiating a truce."