Smile for the Camera

After Cav had the barricade in place, she turned to find Valkyrie standing barely an inch from her face.

"Foder!!" she swore in her native language, "don't scare me like that!"

Valkyrie grinned, she almost hated herself for what she was about to do. Almost. She grabbed Cav and spun her around, getting ahold of both of her arms.

Cav was strong, but Valkyrie was stronger. The American operator had managed to pin Cav's arms behind her back. The sheet fell down leaving the fierce Brazillian naked and exposed again.

"Cadela!! Did I not just threaten to kill you!?" a wide-eyed Cav struggled in Valk's grip.

Valk laughed softly, "yeah, yeah tough girl." She leaned in and whispered, "we all know you're into knife play."

A litany of Portuguese curses followed as Cav wore herself out trying to break free. "That's right, I will cut you, you know that right?!"

Valk inched across the room with her prize held tightly, towards a small black orb with a blue circled lense, "save it for the pillow talk, babe. You're on camera!"

Somewhere in the building came a cacophony of wolf whistles and whooping.

"Cadela, I will end you." Cav still threatened despite her clear terror and embarrassment, "I will end ALL of you!" she shouted to her unseen voyeurs.

Valk grinned, her mouth still close to Cav's ear. "Oh yeah? But you like it, don't you? All those eyes on you, when you're typically the most silent, unseen operator of us all..." she teased.

Cav grimaced and turned her head as if trying to face Valk, "are you louca?! What makes you think I like this?!"

Valkyrie actually giggled at that as she purred to Cav "because you're dripping down your thighs right now, babe."

Cav lowered her head in defeat, humiliated she remained silent.

"No response to that? That's okay. Let me you ask this then... Job's done. You wanna blow this joint and hit the showers?" Valk grinned, "maybe I'll even show which stall doesn't have a camera in it.," she added in a whisper.

Cav looked back in disbelief and whispered in turn, "no... You did not put cameras in the shower room? Right??"

With a soft laugh, Valk replied "maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But you wanna get out of here, right? Don't want all the girls ogling that body right?"

"Of course I want out of here y-you heartless witch!" a bit of anger still smoldering in Cav's eyes.

"Sure... I'll let you," Valk's voice dropped to a deathly silent whisper, "if you say to the camera, 'I'm a dirty girl, and I need a shower"

"Sua mãe é uma prostituta!" Cav raged before resigning herself to the fact she was at Valk's mercy, "I'm a dirty girl, and I need a show."

"Louder," teased Valk.

"I'm a dirty girl, and I need a shower!"

Elsewhere in the building came a multitude of laughter and cheers.

"Well, why didn't you just say so!" Valk taunted. The muscular woman threw Cav over her shoulder, holding the angry Brazillian tightly just at her thighs, this gave Cav enough slack to impotently pound Valk's back with her fists while she was carried off. Swearing a string of invectives that would make an entire fleet of veteran sailors blush.