Keep Shannon.

Boss Salzo walked over to Shannon and stood just a foot away from her cum-oozing pussy. The crime lord slid his hand into his the pockets of his suit coat and revealed the fate of former superhero. "Lady Malicia is pleased with our handling of you, and she's decided to let us keep you for our own needs- as a token of gratitude, so to speak. How does that suit you, Shannon?"

The fallen hero cleared her mouth and throat of cum and painfully turned her sore neck to face Salzo. Shannon knew that, as a hero, she should fight her rapists kicking and screaming, but she was a woman before she was a hero, and the only thing running through her mind was the urge to save what was less of her womanhood. "Just let me go... I swear, I'll retire and never tell a living soul what you do."

Salzo flashed a toothy grin at his new personal sex **** and slid the tip of his two-hundred dollar shoes into her cunt. Shannon moaned in response to the pain. "I'm sorry, but your release isn't your option. Malicia entrusted you to me as a reward for my service, and letting you go or giving me anything but my absolute worst would be a bit disrespectful, don't you think?" Shannon turned her glare away from her new master, knowing that nothing she could say could persuade him. "Okay, boys, I want her cleaned and in my office in one hour. Go."

Shannon's shower was far more intrusive than any shower she had taken in the past. Two fully clothed men joined her in the shower stall and fully explored every single one of her orifices with the shower head. Thirty minutes of vigorous scrubbing and deep insertions had eliminated every sign of her night-long gang ****, and she was ready for her new life of sexual servitude.

Well, 'ready' according to the goons that were exploring her body with sadistic glee. Shannon wanted to do nothing more than claw the faces off of the monsters that **** her, but fear of an even worse fate scared her into submissiveness. The goons reattached the thick leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles, sealing them shut with tiny keyed locks. Shannon received a new piece of bondage, this time a thick metal collar that the men wrapped around her neck. Rather than just snapping it shut as she had expected, she heard a hissing noise and sharp burn. Her eyes went wide as she was one of the men pull a small blow torch away. Did they just weld that thing around her neck?

Before she had time to think about the meaning of a permanent collar, one of the men snapped a leash to the ring on the front of the metal choker and pulled her up. She had **** but to follow.

Boss Salzo was sitting at his desk as Shannon was led into his office.

"Nice work, men. I'll be sure to let you use her in the future. You're excused for now." The men left, leaving Shannon along with her owner.