Kinkfinity/Lucia/ISNNND/Guards
From Create Your Own Story
It might be wise to make sure you don't encounter any further resistance. You ride the elevator to the guard's lounge and take out the few who were standing near the elevator. You stare angrily at the rest, and they go and hide in their shared bedrooms, all except for one, an angel who you assume must be the head guard. She's leaning against the wall, sipping coffee.
You approach her. She gazes up and begins talking. "Fucking cowards. Nice weapon you got there. Probably can't bypass my angelic resistance to magic." She takes her whip off of her belt and dramatically snaps it on the ground. "En garde, bitch."
Before you have time to react, she whips you in the shoulder, making a loud cracking noise. Fuck, that hurts! She seems surprised, though. Maybe she expected to disable your arm? You bulk up your muscles and punch her in the gut. She grabs her gut and curls up on the floor. Strange. Even angels aren't that weak. It's probably a trap, so you go behind her and lift her by her leg, dislocating it. She dangles helplessly from your grasp as she tries to hit you.
"Put me down, you bitch."
You giggle. "It's like you don't know what position you're in." You rip the chest of her guard's uniform. "All angels have three things in common. One, you have small breasts." You rip the crotch of her guard's uniform, exposing her completely. "Two, you have unsullied fuckholes." You look her dead in the eyes. "And three, you don't know when to give up."
You take your hard dick out of your pants, then toss her to the ground. She moans a little in pain. You smirk. What hole will you fuck?
Angels give birth through their navels, so you can fuck that
| Status | Rapey, very horny | Equipment:
tight pants, sports bra, useful equipment (in fanny pack, around waist), shock pistol, lift key |
| Location | Guard's room, 402 Ambrosia Lane |
