when Max wakes up...

Max felt cold, hard stone against her back. She opened her eyes, realizing she was in a dimly lit room. She was chained to the wall. She tried struggling with her bonds, but couldn't break free- just as she had expected.

"Welcome back, Max," her assailant said with a smile. He grabbed Max's left boob through her skintight suit and squeezed it.

"Oooh, that suit gets me so hot, you dirty little whore," the man said. She heard the sound of a zipper being undone, and the next second his tool glistened in the dim light.

"Please," Max begged, "don't do this!"

"Shut up, you whore," the man said, placing a ball gag in her mouth. "If you didn't want this, you shouldn't have tried to steal from me." He began to rub his dick up and down the crotch of her suit. Max felt the outfit getting wet- she couldn't help it, the suit's material was so tight she could feel her pussy responding.

"oh damn, that's hot," the man said. He rubbed his dick up and down her stomach, and a tip of precum formed on his tool. Then he brought it back to her crotch. With a groan, he began jerking himself off, and soon cum landed all over her stomach and breasts. He moved upwards, managing to spray some on her face.