Hydra's reward

The lieutenant, once he had verified that Blackcat was hiding nothing about her and in her, with three times more zeal than necessary, stood up.

Undressed and said to Blackcat,

• You'll be nice and let him do it, or else.

With these words, he viciously slapped his prisoner's breasts.

• Get us in the mood.

He lay beneath her and pushed himself into Felicia's anus while his second-in-command brought his own closer to her vagina and the others placed their hands or in front of her mouth.

Felicia stifled a moan as the lieutenant's thick cock stretched her tight rear, his hips slapping against her bruised skin with wet, rhythmic slaps.

Her second didn't wait for the situation to adjust before thrusting into her dripping slit, making her arch her back violently from the double penetration.

One of the other men grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and shoving his cock between her lips, salty precum coating her tongue. Another pressed his erection against her trembling palm, his fingers wrapping around hers as he began to pump her.

The lieutenant chuckled darkly, pinching her swollen nipple between his fingers while pulling it sadistically.

Felicia had fantasized about gangbangs, but she never thought she'd reach such a level of intensity and brutality.

She was their thing, and frankly, aside from the slaps to her breasts, cheeks, or ass, Blackcat was truly ecstatic.

As if Blackcat's rapists were cumming inside her or on the flood of sperm, she was stunned.

• Okay, enough laughing, deliver her to the breeding lab.