Jail, she was going to take him to Iron Heights

Even asked with a direct question from her new master, it took Donna a bit to respond. Having Gamecock cum in your mouth was a religious experience, and Donna had met actual gods before! She carefully tried to scrape as much of his delicious cum into her mouth as she could, but eventually took to just rubbing it into her skin. It was supposed to be good for the skin, right? And his cum HAD to be better than any other man's cum.

"We're taking you to Iron Heights," she said finally, "Its for super-powered criminals, like you. But, if there's somewhere you want to go, we'll take you. I'd do anything for you."

Rupert forcefully exhaled and considered his next steps. He wasn't exactly excited to be taken to a prison for super-powered individuals. But, to be entirely honest, he was hoping to grab a supervillianess way before he ever encountered any superheroines.

"Alright, yeah, let's do this, but you're not leaving me there, and I'm not staying there long. You're gonna stay by my side and help me and anyone I want get out." There were some scrumptious supervillains.

Rupert got up and went back to the front of the T-Jet, where Terry sat uncomfortably. Rupert could tell that the poor guy came in his pants, hearing his wife get fucked. "You, white-boy 'fro, whatever your name is."

"Terry."

"Whatever it is, you're gonna stay in the jet and keep it running. We might be coming out of the prison hot, and need to make a quick getaway."