She doesn't talk.

Max gasped as the Steelhead's cock slipped from her mouth, a thin spindle of drool hung from her swollen bottom lip, her head hung forward slightly letting her messy hair practically hide her face as she sucked in heavy breathes of air.

“Well?” The so called ‘Boss’ Steelhead asked her he knelt down in front of where she had been **** to sit on.

Max’s looked at the cock bobbing just a few inches from her face, it was wet from her saliva and she could still taste it on her tongue, the bitter, metallic taste of sweat made her want to puke. The fact that she knew what was to come making it even worse.

Looking up at the man who's dick she had just been sucking she was greeted with a wicked grin plastered over a narrow, pointed face. He was covered in piercings, a large ring through his nostrils, stainless steel studs lined the bridge of his nose to be met by more rings around one his eyebrows. His ears were pierced with large spikes a few inches long through the lobes. To top off the look and to make sure nobody would ever doubt he was a Steelhead he had a row of implanted silver spikes lining the middle of his shaved head, giving him a metal mohawk. He looked like a god damn idiot.

The Spiked man reached, his hand almost gently sliding over Max's head and into her hair. Max's eyes went wide for a moment at the soft touch as he coaxed her mouth back towards his cock. Max twisted and pulled away, falling back against the sofa and away from Spikey.

“I don’t know” she spat, finally looking at the Boss. She knew the truth would only be seen as a lie.

The boss’s eyes narrowed, “You don’t know? You don’t know why you’re stronger than a man five times your size?”

Max nodded; what was she supposed to tell him?

The Boss looked back at the man who had been holding Mr. Smitt. "You sure those will hold?" he asked gesturing to the rope they had tied Max's hands with.

The third man nodded quickly, "They'll hold Boss, ain't no way she getting out of those without a knife or someone untying here."

"Good," the Boss replied, "Stand her up."

Spikey grabbed Max under one arm and jerked her up to a standing position. Standing with three sets of eyes on her just reminded her how exposed she was, standing there with just her sneakers and socks. Max pulled her arm away from the overly pierced Steelhead and stood on her own.

The boss reached out pawing her thighs and Max shuddered as his rought hands squeezed her flesh and then began running down her legs over her calves all the way to her shoes. He looked up at her and almost looked confused.

She was perfect, or as close to perfect as he had ever known The Boss thought. A firm fit body, perky breasts and flawless skin, not to mention a cunt that felt like heaven. The only thing that was better than looking at her was fucking her. But it didn't make sense. He rose up, his hands running up her stomach.

Max closed her eyes and took a deep breathe as the Bosses hands wrapped around her, his fingers spread as he examined every inch of her.

“No implants,” he muttered to himself. He had never seen, but had heard rumors of sub dermal implants that could increase a person’s strength but could find none. He looked at her, "No exoskeleton, no muscle replacement, not a single scar from any surgeries. But you could throw me across this room in a heartbeat if your hands weren't tied and if Mr. whateverhisname is life wasn't on the line."

Max didn't respond instead looking over to where a still **** Mr. Smitt was being held.

He leaned in close, “Just tell me your secret,” he whispered softly, his lips rubbing against her ear.

Max looked up at the much larger and taller man as he pulled away. He would fuck her again, then let his men do the same. Her eyes dilated slightly and she could feel a warmth spread between her legs at the prospect.

“I can’t tell you what I don’t know.” She whispered back.

The Boss shook his head, "Fine," he nodded towards Spikey and before Max could react a heavy black cloth bag was pulled over her head, a shoulder pressed into her stomach and she was lifted off the ground. "We'll do this the hard way."