Back at headquarters

Felicia scurried away from the beach with her tail between her legs, wrapping her cape around herself as if trying to hide herself from a nonexistent pursuer. She was glad to have escaped with her body unpenetrated by DKM dick, even though a part of herself was still daydreaming about how it had felt to have one pressed against her pussy, just inches away from penetrating her. She shuddered just thinking about it.

Hurrying up the same streets she'd walked so boldly earlier, her bravado now replaced with caution, she pondered what to do as the Liberatrix now. Sex with another woman had been great, incredible even. Far better than she'd expected even if she was only on the giving end. But, she'd already nearly been caught on her very first venture. She'd only been able to avoid getting fucked by the skin of her ass. The DKM guys might even have put a bounty on her now. First one to grab her gets her pussy and a prize. The thought makes her shiver again and her bikini bottoms get a little wetter. Should she just give up and drop the whole "Liberatrix" idea?

"NO!" She yelled internally, chastising herself for even thinking like that. She wasn't about to let some swinging dicks make her back down. She was the masked Liberatrix, she had a duty to all those poor DKM marked girls to return their dignity. By fucking them. She'd just have to be more careful in future, maybe target girls by themselves, and take them somewhere more secluded. Felicia had walked quickly as she thought and soon she was turning on to the same street as her rented house. Luckily for her she'd been ignored on the way back as much as she was on the way out.

Opening the gate Felicia was looking forward to getting in a hot shower and finishing what she started down on the beach. As she walked up the path she noticed the house was quiet and, although it was only dusk, there were no lights in the windows. "Have they already gone to bed?" She thought, as she reached out to the door handle.