None too long

“Wait,” the big man with the gun suddenly said, aiming the gun at Max, “I’ve changed my mind. It’s thanks to me that you’ll getting to fuck ‘er, so it’s only fair that I get first dibs, I figger.”

Max at first looked as if he was about to voice a protest, but one more peek at the double-barrelled shotgun being aimed squarely at his chest was enough to dissuade him from doing so, and he instead let go off Druuna, who collapsed onto her knees

“Alright you slut,” the man began speaking to Druuna, “you’re going to crawl over here and suck my cock,” he stopped here to unzip his pants, letting his cock hang down their front, “and you’re going to wag your ass just like the filthy little whore that you are as you crawl along.”

Seeing no other choice but to comply, Druuna placed the palms of her hands against the dusty floor, and began to move towards the man, making sure to sway her juicy ass as she went along, with Jack and Max forgetting their frustration over not getting to fuck her just yet as they looked on from behind at the way in which the lovely halves of her heart-shaped arse moved right and left as obediently drew nearer and nearer to the armed man.

“Start by tonguing my pisshole.” The man told Druuna once she had reached him, and she did so, holding the long trunk of his member with both her hands as she flickered her wet tongue over his urethra, trying her best to ignore the bitter taste which implied that he taken a piss not that long ago.

“Lick your way down to my balls.” Druuna did as the man said, running her tongue all over his pole as she inched closer to him, her hands moving out of the way for mouth so that she could finally reach his heavy balls, the tip of his cock rubbing against one of her collar-bones.

“Now be a good little tramp and stick it in your mouth.” The man placed the gun directly against Druuna’s head and kept it there until her lush lips slid over the mushroom-shaped business-end of his dick, whereupon he figured that firing the gun would have unfortunate effects on his own cock.

“That’s right…” The man groaned and aimed the gun straight forwards as Druuna began to bob her head over the top half of his penis, both her hands now clasped around its base.

Jack and Max couldn’t decide what they liked seeing most; this dirty little slut sucking for her dear life, or the sight of her heavenly pussy and that teeny asshole of hers from behind.
Either way, both of the stinky old men were running their tongues over their rotted teeth and blackened lips and jerking their cocks as they eyed Druuna.

From where she got the courage to do what she did next, Druuna couldn’t say, but as the hulky man came close to climaxing, she abruptly moved one hand down to his ball-sack, and squeezed it as hard as she possibly could, tensing her arm-muscles as far as she could.

The sudden explosion of unbearable pain sent a jolt running through the man’s body, and he screamed at the top of his lungs as every part of his body cramped up, including his fingers, which meant that the cocked trigger of his shotgun was pulled back, a loud bang filling the room.

The fact that Max had been standing right in front of the gun, merely a few feet away from it, and since the man was more than a head taller than he was, meant that he barely had time to wet himself with fright before the right half of his head and been suddenly and very terminally relocating onto the wall behind it, where it began to slide down towards the floor in very small chunks and pieces.

“You bitch!” the man with his balls in a vice cried out, and cocked the other barrel of his gun. Hearing the metallic sound, Druuna leapt out from in front of the man, hoping for dear life that she would move to fast for him to hit her.

Half-blinded with searing pain, the man pulled the second trigger in the direction where he had last seen Druuna, but since she had just managed to leap onto the floor beside him, all the man managed to hit with his second shot was his own foot, a fact which he became aware of when the swarm of shot ripped apart both his boot and the flesh of his foot.
Dropping the temporarily useless weapon, the man fell onto his side on the floor, thankfully to his right and not his left, where Druuna was laying on her stomach.

Grabbing a nearby plank, Druuna charged towards Jack, who remained too terrified to try and do anything to avoid the piece of old wood that Druuna now swung at his head.
The plank hit Jack over the ear, and the rusty nail which had stuck out of it pierced his dirty skin, Druuna having struck Jack with enough **** for the plank to remain hanging from his head when she let go off it, the long piece of wood leaning against his shoulder.

“Ahhhh! Wat’ ya dun!?” Jack wailed, too dumbfounded by the for him and Max decidedly unpleasant turn of events to do anything but whine and pull impotently against the plank, although he was soon stopped by asking any more stupid questions by Druuna ramming her right knee as hard as she could into his exposed groin.

Charging towards the top of the staircase with such speed that she had almost cleared it before Max hit the ground, one hand cupping his balls and the other holding the side of his head, Druuna acted with adrenaline pumping through her body and her heart pounding like mad as she more or less threw herself down the first flight of stairs, ignoring her cuts and bruises in a mad dash for safety.