Play Nasty

As soon as the head of his penis passed Blair’s teeth, he bit down. Victor immediately reacted and flung himself away from the vampire with a scream of pain, but as he fell he knocked one of the switches on Blair’s chair. His binds unclasped and the young man was now free.

“Guess that’s what they mean by taking a bite out of crime” He laughed to himself as he leapt out of the chair. “I hope you weren’t attached to the rest of your body Victor, because I’ll be taking that bald head of yours and letting Gwen mount it to the wall.”

He fired of bolt of magical energy Victor’s way, but the scientist rolled behind a table at the last second. Blair continued the **** with no sign of slowing down, but Victor started to recover and pulled out a small remote control from his lab pocket. Flicking the switch, a single bolt of electricity shot off from a nearby tesla coil and struck Blair right in the spine. He collapsed in pain and and all the fight in him seem to vanish as fast as it arrived. Before he could do anything else, Victor grabbed him roughly by the neck.

“I’m afraid you should’ve cooperated Mr Sinclair. Because now… I’m going in raw!”

“AHHHHHHHH!~”

Bethany could hear Blair moaning loudly. She slowed her pace as she stepped out of the lift. She looked around and noted that she was in some sort of reception room before a laboratory. It was stylish and clean, with a white and red aesthetic. There was also a random staircase that seemed to lead to the roof.

The young woman walked towards the door and took a peek to see what was happening. A large bald man in a white coat was fucking Blair on a table. The motion he moved in was like a piston moving in and out at a brutal speed. Looking closer, Bethany could make out the large size of his cock, making all the ones she had taken before seem small in comparison. Blair seemed to be in a state of both pain and pleasure, unable to escape from the man who was pinning him down.

For a moment, Bethany imagined herself in that position. Bound and helpless and unable to do a thing as someone took complete advantage of her. She swore her mind was taunting her as she envisioned herself being held down, bent over a table and rammed into until she had no desire to resist. The loud wet slapping getting louder reminded her what she had to do. She just wasn’t sure how to achieve it.

She stepped through the doorway, keeping to the back of the man in the white coat. Bethany positioned herself behind a table and scanned the room. To her left was a pipe that had been left on one of the lab tables, likely after a plumbing accident that hadn’t been fixed. To her right however, was a handgun. The man in the coat must have left it as he began to **** Blair. She had to grab one and hope that it would be enough to finish the large man in front of her.