Danger Girl: Sydney Savage’s Office Infiltration

By Night Creeper

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Danger Girl: Sydney Savage’s Office Infiltration

By Night Creeper

Sydney Savage was dressed in dark navy blue business suit, skirt, and matching pumps with two inched heels. The woman was also wearing a white dress shirt. Her long brown hair was tied up in a bun at the back of her head with two long strands that ran down each cheek. The woman was undercover at a factory. Their newest client complained that her daughter went to work for the factory and was never heard of again. The police were no help so she eventually turned to hiring the Danger Girls. Thus, Sydney accepted the mission and was now inside the factory manager’s office.

“I’m sorry Ms. Smith, but my factory isn’t hiring right now,” the factory manager replied. The man was way older than Sydney. His hairline was rescinding and his black hair was more grey than black. There were also several patches of white as well. However, the man was very fit as Sydney could see some of his muscles through his white dress shirt as he sat behind his desk.

“But I really need this job,” the woman whined.

“I’m sorry, but the economy isn’t that great and my buyers aren’t ordering as much product as they used to. I have to find creative ways to make money and stay afloat.”

“But I really need this job,” the woman spoke again as she ran her right hand across her chest.

“I . . .”

“I can make it worth your while to hire me,” Sydney spoke as she licked her licks and slowly unbuttoned the first three buttons on her shirt.

“I . . .”

“I can definitely make it worth your while,” the woman said again as she undid another button. She then pulled her white shirt back and revealed her bra covered tits.

The man’s eyes almost burst out of his head as he panted for breath. The factory manager slowly stood up and made his way across the desk as Sydney signaled for the man to come over with her eyes. Of course, she also beckoned him with her finger as well.

“Go ahead. Play with them,” the woman purred.

The man nodded like a lovesick schoolboy. His hands immediately gripped the sides of the woman’s breasts and squeezed them. He played with them as the woman moaned and arched her back in order to thrust her breasts forward even more.

“Do you want to kiss and lick them?” the woman asked.

“Yes please,” the man nodded like a lecherous old man. Sydney nodded her head in approval as the man pulled her bra down. The brunette’s tits popped out and the man immediately sucked on her right nipple. Sydney moaned as the man’s lips wrapped around her nipple. His tongue licked and twirled over her nipple causing the woman’s body to slightly spasm. As the man worked over her right breast, his right hand was busy playing with the woman’s left breast.

“Ahhh . . . yes . . . you know what I like,” the woman lied as she backed up and sat down on the couch.

“Mmmmmmmm,” the man grunted as he followed. The man didn’t mind the change as he continued to work on her tits. Except now, he was busy sucking and kissing her left breast. The man wasn’t completely satisfied though as he eventually pulled back and spread Sydney’s legs.

“Do I have a job?” the woman asked.

“You have a job . . .” the man panted as the woman smiled and spread her legs even more. Unfortunately, the man didn’t get very far as someone knocked on his office door and entered the room without waiting for a response.

Sydney quickly covered up

“I’m sorry,” the embarrassed female factory worker said.

“I’ll come back tomorrow,” Sydney spoke as she stood up.

“Ok,” the man said dumbly.

“Bastard! I’ll kick your ass later!” Sydney thought to herself as she left the office.

*****

Later that Night

Sydney Savage returned to the factory. She left the business suit at home. The woman was dressed in her tight body-hugging black catsuit. The brunette searched the office for clues, but found none. She searched all the floors except the basement since it had an electronic pad that she couldn’t conquer. So the woman retreated to the main factory floor.

On the main factory floor, the equipment was legit. She could easily see that it was indeed an assembly plant. However, something off in the corner caught her eye. The woman made her way to the far corner of the room. There was a padlock on the wall. The woman easily picked the lock. As the lock opened, so did a hidden room.

“Eureka!” the woman congratulated herself as she saw a table with several clear bags and white powder inside each of them. She snapped some pictures of the items and continued to survey the room.

“What do we have here?” Sydney asked herself as she saw a large safe. The woman made her way to the safe. Unlike the lock on the door, the safe didn’t have a lock. It had a electronic pad on it. Sydney looked at the electronic pad and realized that she didn’t have the equipment that she needed to break into it.

“Shit! Looks like I’m going to have to wait at least a day. Perhaps I need to seduce the disgusting factory manager to see if I can get some intel. Or maybe some of the factory workers. Oh well. There’s always tomorrow,” the woman grumbled as she decided to leave the factory.

*****

The Next Day

“Cheers!” one worker spoke happily.

“Cheers!” the others cheered as they all clanged glasses and downed their drinks.

Sydney Savage was dressed in a her suit and skirt again. She had just completed a day at work and all the male workers were quite taken with her. So much in fact that she was invited to Happy Hour with them at a local restaurant. Eight male workers and the woman, who interrupted her interview were already there when she showed up. Now, she was partying with them and trying to remember all their stories about work.

“I still can’t believe we have to ship one thousand units by Friday. It’s going to be impossible,” one worker grumbled.

“Tell me about it. That’s one thousand units plus the two thousand that we currently have to finish,” another one replied.

“But at least we’re employed,” the female spoke.

“Sure. You’re always going to have a job since the stupid manager doesn’t want to find a new secretary,” one of the males quickly quipped.

“He’s not stupid. He’s lazy,” another one corrected.

“I heard that he’s able to find all sorts of ways to make ends meet,” Sydney interrupted.

“He can and we get paid, but it’s always rushed,” the woman replied.

“Like you help out.”

“I always help out,” the woman replied.

“You’re his secretary. If he lost you, the factory would close. Thank goodness you’re around. Otherwise . . . we would all be out of a job.”

“Really?” Sydney asked.

“Sure. She was able to get a repairman fix our main machine a few months ago. The repair company originally said it would take at least three weeks before they would even send a repairman. After speaking to Becky here, we were pushed to the head of the line and it was fixed within one day. It was glorious!”

“Cheers!”

“Cheers!” everyone laughed as they clanged glasses and downed their drinks as the waitress brought another round of drinks.

“Isn’t the boss still at the factory?”

“I think so. He was there after I left.”

“What is he doing still at work?” Sydney asked.

“Who knows. He stays late some times. He never tells us why,” Becky replied.

“And we don’t really care,” one of the men spoke.

“Cheers!”

“Cheers!” they all laughed as they downed their drinks.

*****

Later

Sydney Savage in her catsuit, made her way back to the factory and entered it. The place wasn’t locked, but she could hear the man in the office. So she hid away and waited for him to leave. Once she saw him exit, she made her way to his office. The brunette looked around the room and found some interesting papers on the desk. Sydney started reading the papers with her back to the door. Thus, she didn’t hear the man enter the room until it was too late.

“Who are you?” the man asked.

“I’m just waiting for you,” Sydney spoke sweetly as she turned around and struck a pose.

The factory manager almost shit his pants as his tongue immediately stuck out of his mouth. He slobbered on himself as his pants got tighter. He couldn’t wait to unzip the woman’s catsuit.

“Now why don’t you tell me about the drugs in the hidden room,” Sydney spoke.

“Drugs?”

“Don’t pay dumb with me.”

“I don’t like your tone.”

“I don’t like your factory making drugs and making young women disappear,” Sydney replied angrily.

“What? I don’t have any drugs! I run a factory!”

“Don’t play dumb!” Sydney snarled.

“I’m not.”

“You drug girls and sell them. You white slavers make me sick!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Who are you? Is this some kind of game? Did Becky put you up to this?”

“That’s it . . .” Sydney snarled as she stepped forward and immediately felt dizzy. The brunette wasn’t sure what was happening, but she couldn’t keep her balance. She couldn’t even focus. The woman tried to strike the man, but she missed and fell over. The man caught her and threw her onto the couch. He tried to grab Sydney, but the woman rolled off the couch.

“Stop that . . . time to play . . .” the man spoke as he knelt down next her. He took off his tie and used it to tie the woman’s wrists together. The man then forced her hands above her head as she laid on the ground. The brunette was unable to get up as the man ran his hands up and down her body. After a few minutes, he squeezed her breasts through the catsuit.

“Arrrrggghhh!” Sydney groaned as she tried to fight him off, but couldn’t.

The man sat on her stomach and began to lick the material over Sydney’s left nipple. He even bit down and kissed it before he cupped and jiggled them. The man couldn’t control himself as his hands eventually gripped her zipper and began to pull it toward her crouch. Once the zipper reached her stomach, the man pushed the catsuit apart and admired Sydney’s uncovered mammaries. The man cupped them and jiggled them before he ran his tongue up and down her right tit. He bit down on the right nipple and licked it within his mouth while his left hand played with the nipple on her left tit.

“Arrrgggg!” Sydney groaned as the man alternated his attack on her tits for a good half an hour while the man laid on the floor, unable to resist.

The man wasn’t done though. He eventually freed her wrists when he realized that the woman couldn’t move. The man then sat Sydney up and pressed her back against the couch. He then sat down next to her and clasped his lips around her right breast. The man then acted like a baby and sucked on her teat while his left hand groped her left breast.

The brunette cursed her luck and couldn’t believe that she couldn’t move. The woman however was happy briefly when the man pulled away. It was short lived when she saw the man unzip his pants. The man disrobed and pressed his hard cock against the woman’s right breast. He stabbed her nipple with it and rubbed it all over her breast, leaving a thin layer of pre-cum all over it. He then slapped her tit with his dick before he repositioned himself. Soon, he pressed her tits together and slid his dick in and out of them.

Sydney’s eyes watched his dick as it moved between her tits. The woman’s eyes would grow wide whenever the head of cock got close to her throat. Once again, Sydney couldn’t believe that she couldn’t move.

Once the man got bored, he laid the woman onto the couch. He then pulled the zipper past her crouch. He laid down between her legs and began to lick her pussy lips while his hands reached up and played with the woman’s tits. He snaked his tongue into the woman’s pussy and began to lick her labia.

“Noooo . . . sttttooooopppp,” Sydney panted as her juices started to flow. The brunette couldn’t believe the betrayal of her body as the man continued to eat out her pussy. Her juices soon filled the man’s mouth.

The man eventually pulled his juice covered face from between her legs. The man then grabbed his dick and ran rubbed the head against her wet pussy lips. He smiled as he heard the woman moan beneath him. The moan was enough to cause him to ram his cock into the woman’s pussy. Sydney’s body surged upward as the man began to pump his meat in and out of her hot pussy.

“Nooooo . . . stooooppppp,” the woman panted as the man laid on top of her. His chest was mashed against her tits as his hot mouth and tongue kissed the woman’s left cheek and ear.

“I wanted to do this the first time I laid eyes on your slutty body,” the man panted as he continued to fuck the brunette.

Sydney Savage was in hell as the man pumped his manhood in and out of her. She tried to will her body to resist, but she wasn’t able to deny him access to her body. Instead, the woman panted for breath as the man laid on top of her and fucked her for all he was worth. The brunette saw the man’s closed eyes as he enjoyed her tight pussy. She also saw his arms reach forward and grasp her shoulders, pulling her closer to him.

The man didn’t last long as he blew his load into the woman’s pussy and passed out on top of her.

Sydney felt like shit as the man laid on top of her like a dead fish. She could feel his cock twitching inside her as it continued to slowly discharge cum into her. The woman wanted to kill the man, but she couldn’t move.

Time slowly ticked by. Sydney eventually regained movement, but the man was still out. She pushed him off of her and was about to punch him when she heard a female scream from the factory floor. Sydney quickly zipped up her catsuit and headed down to the factory.

The woman saw several workers push Becky toward the side room. The Danger Girl quickly sprang into action as she charged the group. She then took her hostilities that she had for the factory owner out on the men. She punched, kicked, and knocked the five workers senseless. Once she was done, she stood proudly over them, but her victory was short lived as she felt a chloroform soaked rag over her face. The woman didn’t struggle as the fumes overtook her.

*****

When Sydney awoke, she saw Becky standing over her. The secretary held a mirror, which allowed Sydney to see herself. The woman was secured to an armchair with wheels. Her catsuit had been unzipped to her crotch and parted to show off her tits. Her legs were spread as several ropes kept wrists secured to her knees. The brunette found that her body wasn’t responding as she was unable to move.

“Why?” Sydney asked.

“I told you that the factory manager had no idea what is really happening here. He runs the factory, but I run this,” Becky said as she pointed at the drugs.

“You?”

“It makes me rich and the factory makes an excellent cover.”

“What about the girl?”

“Susan? The bitch I sold? She flirted with the men and took all the attention off of me. I couldn’t have that. So I drugged her up and sold her. The manager had no idea. He just thought she quit and didn’t give notice.”

“Bitch!” Sydney growled.

“No! You’re the bitch! You stole my spotlight just like Susan! Except your not a snotty college graduate. You’re something else.”

“A rocket scientist eh?”

“Cocky bitch. Here’s another shot,” Becky spoke as she injected the contents of a needle into Sydney’s neck.

“What is this?” Sydney asked as she felt dizzy again.

“A drug that I created. It immobilizes people and makes them horny. I wasn’t able to add it to your drink earlier, but the bartender there works for me. He was able to slip the original prototype. It was slow to take effect since I knew you would come back.”

“How?”

“I have hidden cameras installed in this factory. That’s how I know you’re not some pretty bimbo. You were investigating this place and acting like a spy from a movie.”

“You must be Einstein.”

“This is going to fun. Have fun with her boys,” Becky spoke as she took a few steps back and picked up a camcorder.

“Get away from me!” Sydney yelled as three men immediately moved into position. They groped her catsuit and her naked flesh. They paid extra attention to her tits as Sydney tried to resist them.

One of the men was tired of using his hands so he dropped to his knees as he licked her pussy. Another man stuck out his tongue and licked the woman’s face as his hands played with her right breast. The third man sucked on Sydney’s left tit as Becky recorded it all.

“Bastards!” Sydney growled.

“Silence her!” Becky ordered.

Within seconds, Sydney had two men run their tongues all over her lips. The woman instinctively closed her mouth in hopes of preventing them from entering her mouth. Sydney grunted as she felt the men’s hot saliva all over her lips, cheeks, and chin. The two men were practically drooling over her face.

“Use your cocks, boys,” Becky ordered.

The man between her legs immediately stood up and unzipped his pants. He then rammed his cock into Sydney’s pussy. The sudden burst of pain caused Sydney to open her mouth as the two tongues invaded her mouth. She then moaned as the man between her legs started pumping his meat into her pussy as he held her knees.

“Line up boys,” Becky spoke as all the men from earlier in the night lined up.

The man fucking Sydney’s pussy wasn’t able to last very long as he blasted his cum into her pussy. He then fell on top of Sydney. Becky picked the man up by a handful of hair and slapped him in the face. That was enough to wake him. He immediately pulled his dick out of Sydney’s pussy.

Another man quickly replaced him while the others jerked their own cocks. The current man fucking Sydney’s pussy, placed both hands on her tits and squeezed while the two men kissing Sydney stopped and got in line.

“We’ve got six hours before the factory opens for business. Close the door,” Becky spoke as one of the man who just finished fucking Sydney complied.

*****

The Next Day

“Is there a reason why two people are not working the line today?” the factory manager asked Becky.

“They were ahead of schedule so I told them to take a break. I don’t want them to finish everything up too quickly. If they did, they might want to go home. Then they won’t even be around when we need them.”

“Whatever. You know . . . the weirdest thing happened last night.”

“The new girl did some cosplay with you?”

“How . . .”

“She said something about it at the bar last night. She’s a kinky little slut. Why?”

“She didn’t show up for work today.”

“So what happened last night?”

“She came back and played the damsel role.”

“Did you fuck?”

“Yes.”

“Was she in an outfit?”

“Yes.”

“Kinky.”

“I guess.”

“You must have tired her out or maybe she went out to buy a new outfit.”

“You think?”

“Who knows. I wouldn’t fire her. Give her a day or two.”

“Today is Friday.”

“Maybe next week then.”

“Maybe,” the man shrugged as he left the factory floor and went back to his office.

*****

Later that Night

“Ahhhhh!” Sydney moaned as she bounced up and down while she rode the man’s cock. The factory worker laid on the floor as Sydney rode him. The brunette was still in her catsuit, but she had been released from the chair. As she bounced on the man’s cock, her right hand was busy jerking off another worker’s cock while a third man squatted behind her and played with her tits as they bounced.

Becky was busy recording all of it as the door to the room opened and all the factory workers from the previous night entered.

“You have cash?” Becky asked.

“Of course,” the first man spoke as he handed Becky several hundred dollars.

“Get in line then,” Becky replied happily as she pocketed the money while the men immediately stripped and waited in line for their shot at the woman.

Hours later, Sydney was on all fours. Her tits jiggled with each thrust as a man knelt behind her and fucked her pussy. The Danger Girl slowly whipped her hair about and tilted her head back. She licks her lips as the man’s hands gripped her tits and squeezed. The man’s body stiffened as he blasted his spunk into her pussy. He then pulled out as globs of spunk dribbled out of the woman’s pussy and crashed onto the floor. The woman moaned erotically before she collapsed onto the floor.

“Wait,” Becky ordered as she injected Sydney again before moving out of the way and directed the new customer into position.

The new man rolled Sydney onto her left side and he raised her right leg. He rammed his cock into the woman’s pussy and fucked her as he held onto her leg.

“Ahhhhh,” Sydney moaned as another man laid down and began to tongue her neck. The brunette immediately turned her head and opened her mouth. Her tongue darted out and wrestled the man’s tongue before they kissed. The woman moaned into the man’s mouth as the other man fucked her pussy.

Like the man before him, he shot his load into Sydney’s pussy and staggered away. The man who had been kissing Sydney immediately took his place. He laid the woman on her back and pumped his meat in and out of the woman’s pussy. His hands gripped her tits as Sydney looked up at him. Drool hung from her chin.

“Stop,” Becky ordered as the man stopped. Sydney looked over to Becky, who saw the lust in Sydney’s eyes.

“What gives? I paid.”

“I know. You’re making me a tidy profit, bitch. If you want this man to continue to fuck you, I want to know your real name.”

“Sydney . . . Sydney Savage,” the brunette panted.

“If you’re lying, no one is going to fuck you for the rest of the weekend.”

“It’s the truth. My name is Sydney Savage,” the defeated Danger Girl panted.

“Go ahead an fuck then,” Becky laughed as the man was confused by what had just transpired.

“Fuck me,” Sydney begged as the man complied.

*****

Weeks Later

“Deuce. The factory burned to the ground,” Abbey spoke into her communicator.

“Any signs of life?” Deuce asked.

“No.”

“This is bullshit! The client is lying to us!” Sonya growled into her communicator as she kicked some debris.

“The client is clean. We checked up on her. She’s a mother who lost a daughter. She wasn’t paying us much, but Sydney wanted to take the mission. The client has nothing to do with this other than giving us the clues to investigate the factory.”

“What about the factory’s owner?” Abbey asked as she tried to calm Sonya down.

“The company collected the insurance and closed up their manufacturing line. They took a hit from not being able to supply the goods. The manager didn’t get much.”

“The cops didn’t find any drugs?”

“None. The main company only makes electronics and clothes. Nothing else. Valerie hacked their computers and couldn’t find a thing. They have no records of that factory in terms of payroll or anything else. They just knew of the orders, inventory, and profits.”

“They’re lying! There’s got to be something!” Sonya growled.

“We can investigate the headquarters.”

“Whatever it takes! I will find my sister!” Sonya proclaimed angrily as she stomped on the rubble.

*****

Months Later

“Do you like this, Steve?” Becky asked the former factory manager.

“I . . .” Steve panted as he sat on a chair. His white shirt was unbuttoned as he sat with his legs spread. The man’s pants were on the floor since he didn’t need them at the moment. He held a long chain in his right hand that was connected to the black dog collar around Sydney Savage’s neck. Her hair was tied into a long ponytail so that none of her hair covered her face. The brunette said nothing as she stared at the man while she held her own tits and serviced the man’s dick with them.

“Do you want her?” Becky asked.

“I . . .”

“I can sell her to you for cheap.”

“How cheap?”

“Let’s just say I have a number in my head that I will share with you later, but it involves all the money in your backup bank account.”

“That much?”

“Sydney here is worth it.”

“Ms. Smith?”

“Her name is Sydney Savage.”

“Did you give her that as a stage name?”

“No. It’s her real name and I’ll include her black catsuit as part of the deal.”

“That is a sexy outfit.”

“She has worn nothing but tight corsets and waist cinchers since you last saw her. Her tits are real and she loves high heels.”

“I don’t know. That’s a lot of money,” the man spoke.

“Sydney . . . ride Steve’s cock,” Becky ordered.

Sydney Savage released her breasts and moved into position. Within seconds, the brunette impaled herself on the man’s cock. She held the man’s shoulders as she bounced up and down. Not only did she bounce, but her tits jiggled with each thrust. The woman didn’t have to hold her tears back since she had been totally broken a few weeks ago. Instead, she moaned, which only spurred the man on as he held her hips. The brunette smiled for the man as her tits danced in front of his face.

“So Steve?”

“I . . .”

“Sydney has been quite popular with my clients. I have more girls now, but she is still their favorite.”

“Then why would you want to get rid of her?”

“You know how I like to be the center of attention. I still feel that she gets more attention than me,” Becky lied.

“So that’s why you want to sell her. I can see how people are taken with her,” Steve grunted.

“So?”

“Do you want me to buy you, Sydney? Do you want me to take you home, knock you up, and fuck you for the rest of your life? Will one cock satisfy you?” Steve asked.

Something clicked inside Sydney’s mind as Steve’s words sank in. She remembered fucking countless men day and night. She also remembered the first night with the factory manager and he passed out after only a few minutes. The woman’s devastated mind then rationalized that it would be easier to satisfy the factory manager’s sexual desires than the countless customers. So if she were his, she would only have to satisfy one man as opposed to several in one session. The decision was easy for Sydney. Thus, she quickly sped up her efforts and dug her long nails into his shoulders.

“Holy shit! I think she wants me!” the man hollered as he shot his load into the brunette.

“I think she wants you too,” Becky laughed as she helped Sydney off of the man.

“Ahhh,” the man panted.

“So do we have a deal? Do you want this slave?”

“I’m an old fashioned guy. I can only live with a woman if I’m married to her.”

“Want to be a bride?” Becky asked as Sydney bowed her head. The broken Danger Girl didn’t respond for a long time, but a quick tug on her chain and the woman raised her head and nodded.

“She doesn’t talk anymore?”

“She will if her owner allows it. You can talk now.”

“Yes mistress,” Sydney spoke meekly.

“So do you want to marry me?” Steve asked.

“Yes master. I want to marry you,” Sydney spoke with her eyes on the floor. The woman didn’t really mean it, but she would rather fuck one man than countless men.

“I will make the wire transfer tonight,” an elated Steve spoke.

“Excellent. Just remember to give Sydney her special shake every day,” Becky spoke.

“Special shake?” Steve asked.

“Yes. She adores it. Don’t you, Sydney?”

“Yes mistress. I love my special shake,” Sydney replied, knowing full well that the shake was special because Becky always added the drug to it.

“Will you tell me what’s in it so I can make it for you?” Steve asked.

“No need. I will sell you the shake and have them delivered weekly to you if you are willing to pay the price,” Becky spoke.

“The price is no object if she needs it. Do you really need it, Sydney?”

“Yes sir,” Sydney replied, knowing that the drug in the shake had made her an addicted junkie.

“Then I will pay for it every week.”

“Excellent. I will prepare your new wife and deliver her in a few days,” Becky spoke as she led the broken woman out of the room. The former secretary didn’t want to tell Steve that there had been a break-in at the headquarters and files were stolen. Becky figured someone was looking for Sydney and wanted to unload her before things got too heated. She was going to miss the money, but she would rather not have to face whoever was looking for the broken woman.

*****

AWeek Later

Sydney Savage wore the most revealing wedding dress that Steve had ever seen. The brunette’s top was nothing more than a white corset with a deep U-neck. It zipped up in the front and laced up in the back. The corset wasn’t all fabric either since it had steel sewn inside to ensure that her body was crushed into an hourglass figure. Not only that, but her large breasts bulged out as the reenforced leather shoulder straps fought hard to keep the corset in place. The woman also wore white shoulder-length opera gloves and a demure white laced wedding veil over her face. Below the corset, she woman white laced thigh-high stockings, a white laced garter-belt, a pair of white five inched high heels, a white thong, and a white translucent wedding skirt that reached all the way to the floor. The woman also wore some special makeup. Her lips were covered in a layer of Steve’s dry cum and there were several spots of dried cum on her tits as well. The woman was happy that everyone at the chapel was too busy staring at her outfit and body instead of trying to determine the smell that followed her.

“Everyone thought you were a lovely bride,” Steve spoke as he closed the door behind them.

“As long as you approve, master,” Sydney spoke as her eyes remained on the floor.

“Ready for a night or sex?”

“Yes master,” Sydney replied as she thanked the fact that the man lacked endurance.

“I have a full bottle of Viagra and I’ve been exercising,” the man spoke as he popped a pill and took Sydney’s hand.

Within minutes, the pair were now in the bedroom of the man’s modest home. Steve unzipped part of the corset and allowed Sydney’s tits to bounce free. The man tore off the skirt and thong. He then bent the woman forward. Steve gripped her waist and his fingers almost touched thanks to months of Sydney wearing tight corsets. He then impaled the woman’s cunt on his firm erect dick. Steve then relished the feeling how the woman’s hot sex. He smiled as he heard the smacking sounds from her round ass colliding against his thighs.

“Ohhhhh!” Sydney moaned as she plastered the palms of her hands against the wall in order to stabilize herself.

Steve smiled as he grunted incessantly. He loved the feeling of total control over the woman. The man continued to fuck the woman with reckless abandon and fucked the woman like no man before him. And of course no man would ever fuck her again since he bought and married her. The mere thought pushed him over the edge as he grunted and filled the woman’s womb with his seed. The man slowly pulled his erect dick out of the woman and saw a few globs of his spunk drip from the woman’s pussy and onto the floor.

Sydney moaned as she turned around and pressed her tits against the man’s chest. She wrapped her arms behind the man’s head and pulled him close. The woman kissed passionately as she was elated that she would only have to satisfy one man instead of many. It wasn’t the life that she imagined for herself, but it was better than being under Becky’s thumb.

“Ready to go again?” Steve asked once they broke the kiss.

Sydney Savage looked at the man lovingly and then glanced over at the bed and saw a mannequin, which was wearing her old catsuit. The memories of her old life as a Danger Girl were hazy at best. But the memory of how the former factory manager fucked her the first night was ingrained into her mind. It was a far better memory than the ones where she serviced multiple men at the same time.

“Yes . . .” she panted.

“Becky told me that she started you on fertility pills.”

“Yes . . .”

“Ready to start a family?”

“Yes master,” the woman panted and quickly found herself on the floor with the man deep inside her pussy, humping her for all he was worth. Sydney Savage hoped that the man would impregnate her as soon as possible since she was willing to do anything to cement her position as his and only his. Anything to avoid the fate of servicing more than one man as memories of her sister and the Danger Girls faded. Sydney didn’t know that they were still looking for her. Instead, she just wanted the man to cum inside her so she could rest.

The End