Felicia catches a weasel, err, Sable

"Come on slut, that's right masturbate for momma, you old hag, get yourself off."

Felicia had caught the mercenary talking to Aunt May as she made the older woman masturbate in front of her. It was only the first day, the start of the third shift, or at least the end of the second of the constant rotation meant to keep Aunt May on edge until the Kingpin called. Felicia had completed her first shift before handing a sweat soaked May to the cold mercenary, dildo still humming in the nearly broken woman. Felicia had taken the time to head to the spare room and masturbate as she replayed the scenes of her using both vibrator and dildo on the sex-starved middle-aged woman. The sexy brown haired fox loved what Felicia did to her and was quite vocal about it. It had taken Felicia maybe twenty minutes to get herself off before she texted Nick, not knowing her texts were blocked by Fisk's security and went to sleep.

She had woken to an eerie quiet. She had expected what she herself had done, make May scream in frustration, beg for release. So she was shocked by the quiet and went to look. What she had found had aroused her and got her wheels spinning. She was pretty sure she knew how to break the mercenary and began to fantasize about having both women under her crotch soon enough. Sneaking away and returning loudly she saw the embarrassed white haired woman in the act of pulling up her shorts, and she chuckled internally as she **** herself to focus on Aunt May.

"I think it's my turn, if you don't mind, if you head out for food, can you pick me up something?" Felicia said as she tore the dildo from Sable's grasp and placed it near May's cunt before she turned and looked at her rival in the face, "Or you can stay and watch and expert."

The young merc ran from the room and Felicia tore May's blindfold from her face, "I'm back May. You just need to swear me loyalty and you will eventually get release."

"I swear, I swear. Whatever you want, just let me cum. I beg. It's been hours." The older woman was crying tears of frustration and hope as she looked at her potential savior's face.

Felicia smiled, a smile that only grew wider as she said, "But, it hasn't been days. I don't believe you and I don't like liar's."

With that May's face collapsed as sobs tore through her body. Felicia looked at her as she stood and strolled to the wall and grabbed a lovely leather riding crop and gave it a light flick of her wrist. Turning she sauntered back to the bed and said in her sweetest voice, "May, be a dear and turn over. It's terribly impolite to lie and liar's need to be punished."

Felicia was happy she had the foresight to leave the door slightly ajar, letting the echoes of May's punishment ring throughout the apartment. The squelching sounds of the mercenary's hand pumping in and out of her cunt and the hushed but rapid breathing could be heard between the loud reverberating smacks. Felicia took small steps from the bed, continuing to smack her thigh with the riding crop. It hurt, but was worth it when she opened the door and found the beauty squatting woman beside the door, eyes closed as she listened and tried her hardest to masturbate. Felicia reached down with the crop and placed it under Silver's chin. The panicked look made the pain disappear, a fierce glint of pleasure dancing in Felicia's eyes as she drew the crop up to trace along Silver's plump pink lips which were rapidly going dry.

"Now dear Sable, how about you come in and watch me train this whore. You may learn a thing or two." Felicia said as she bent down to the woman's ear, the crop feather light, tracing down as she bent until it was lying on Silver's masturbating hand. "None of that, until I say so, my dear."

The smack was light but effective as the mercenary's hand sprung away as Felicia stood, the crop trailing as it seemed to lift Silver's body by the chin, the pressure truly nearly imperceptible but the **** of will indominable. Felicia didn't look back as she walked back in the door, her hand over her shoulder holding the crop. Silver's head seemingly stuck to the end of the crop as if hypnotized by the black leather covered ass in front of her.

"Sit in the chair and watch me discipline this ****. No touching until I say so."