her power like there's no tomorrow

The corrupt watch woman, Kaltra, leans in and grabs Lex's cock, squeezing it possessively as he moans into his gag.

"Hmmmm, you're definitely packing," she giggles. "Did you register this weapon with the city?"

"Hey!" Mira protests, her anger and jealousy getting the better of her. "Let him go! He's mine!"

Kaltra raises an eyebrow at her. "Do you have any idea how much trouble the three of you are in?"

Hilda nervously gulps while Mira just glares at Kaltra. Lex moans as the blonde woman continues to play with his dick.

"I could arrest all three of you right now, and I can guarantee each of you would spend at least a week in the stocks. You wouldn't want that, would you?" The cruel woman asks.

"N-no! Please!" Hilda whimpers. After the day she's had, all of the fight has gone out of her, leaving behind a weak, easily frightened, and very submissive girl.

Lex moans, but whether that is in disapproval of jail time, or appreciation of Kaltra's handjob cannot be determined.

Mira just glares at the guard, her blood is boiling but she can't do anything about it.

"Do. You?" Kaltra asks, poking Mira's bare breast with a gloved finger.

"No..." Mira mutters as she breaks eye contact.

"Good," Kaltra says. "So let's talk about alternatives..."