Ms. Fury 2nd Coming: Indulgence

This is NOT the story of Ms. Fury or her terrain. We take a look at Part 7 where the story of childhood innocence being shattered before your eyes, how it corrupts by what is said and done. There are copycats to the originals so take a look. Proceed with caution, without further due--viewer discretion is advised. Thank you, enjoy! --KatDon 

Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse is a television channel that its programming was targeted at children, featuring a mix of live-action and animated series. The beloved characters are Scaramouche the Clown: He wore a colorful pullover top with pom-pom buttons, baggy striped pants, a loose fitting collar, Blue and yellow clown shoes. Then, there was King Figaro who wore a gold crown with jewels, a purple velvet robe, chainmail cowl, gray tunic and black trousers, with metal boots. Then, there was the beloved sweetheart name Twin Tail Mamiko. She wore a blue and white plaid woven jacket, matching skirt, ruffled socks and black Mary Jane shoes. Then, a snowman name Beelzebub. He had the usual things that all snowmen had which were button eyes, carrot noses, dotted mouth, top hat and a scarf. There was Colonel Galileo who wore a white buttoned down shirt, an apron, black pants, matching polished shoes and glasses. And lastly; there was none other than Madame Luck Magnifico herself! She wore a lilac colored peasant top with short pouffy sleeves, floor length deep purple skirt, light purple turban that has a purple jewel and lavender feather. Her hair is wavy and blonde, her eyes flashes and her mouth would move up and down, her head would move around, nod forward and shake head. Her eyes would move around and would make a weird breathing sound when she stopped talking and her mouth is left open. Creepy, very creepy but nobody minded it. Much. Scaramouche is always summoned by these exact words: “Scaramouche? Oh Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?” There will be thunderbolts and lightning, all would seem very frightening but Scaramouche appears happily to greet the kids. Everyone adored the characters of Madame Luck Magnifico, Scaramouche the Clown, King Figaro, Twin Tail Mamiko, Beelzebub the Snowman and Colonel Galileo! There was even an amusement park known as Magnifico Mannequin Factory Amusement Park and the rides are all themed like the fortune teller herself as well as her friends. The one ride everyone loves is Madame Luck’s Mystery Adventure: Guests board a magic train and go down the tunnel, where pieces of furniture, picture frames, vases and other objects swirl around inside. Then, the door swings open for the guests to pass through, entering the world of Madame Luck, seeing characters together. Swerving quickly to the left, guests encounter a grove of Mamiko doing a performance of a song while Beelzebub watches with a lovestruck grin on his face. The guests then enter the woods, where they see Scaramouche, King Figaro and Colonel Galileo playing instruments. The vehicles then leave the ride building's second floor and descend down a winding path on a giant vine past the ride's queue area before heading to the final scene of Madame Luck and her friends performing together. And then, there is the Magnifico Maze attraction: The hedge maze’s goal of the maze is to reach the castle, where one can obtain an aerial view the section of the park. One can exit the maze prior to entering the second area, and the maze's route is similar in shape to the body of the Beelzebub, with a semi-floral recreation of the character's face adjacent to the attraction. The first and easiest part of the Labyrinth starts with guests entering the maze and arriving in a wood featuring strange animals, doors of various sizes and several signs with conflicting directions. Guests then walk under fountains which spray streams of water over the guest's heads. As guests wander through it, the cast would pop out of nowhere waving at them. Guests reach it in the end, and can therefore go on top of it, where they are given a sight of the park down below. A slide used to be featured on the side of the Castle, for children to go down without the stairs, but it was removed due to safety reasons during the park's opening year. In the experience, guests will choose their own path as they wind through the delightfully whimsical world of Magnifico Land on their way to Tarrant a tea party. Along the way, they may encounter Madame Luck Magnifico and friends. In a maze of sculpted hedges, stone garden walls, giant flowers, and whimsical sculptures, there’s fun at every turn in this delightful family adventure. Meander down these peculiar little paths to discover a land full of wonder, mystery and danger of whimsical armored creatures steer towards a secretive underground cave. Whistling teapots, spinning cakes and wacky stacked cups set the scene, with interactive elements that encourage Guests to play along. Six girls once loved Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse: Dominique Nansen, Loppa Earwig Bozley, Byronica Firth, Elsie, Lacey and Tillie. These girls were Magnifico fanatics, they grew up watching the show and it was the only thing they’ve ever watched. Most kids would switch the television to shows that their parents would prohibit them from, when no one is at home. But these six girls were perfectly happy with the show so much. What these girls have in common is that they were an only child so the TV becomes their best friend. They would collect figurines, VHS, and other great toys. One day; Dominique was around ten or eleven years old, she was in the car with her father as she was bouncing up and down in her seat. She was ranting on how exciting it would be to see the characters from Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse. Instead of feigning interest like most parents would; her father just laughed. It wasn’t a laugh that parents would use to think their kid was being cute but it was a heartless guffaw. It was then these were the words that Young Dominique would never forget: “The Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse is a fake.” He told his daughter cruelly that it was going to be an adult show and people made that show so kids would engorge in it. But actually, it’s all a ruse because it’s not all kids stuff, when the day will finally come; they’ll drop the fans like flies when it’s all exposed. Dominique is shocked; she was having a hard time processing what she just heard. Then, her father shout at her: “YOU TELL ANYONE ELSE ABOUT THIS AND YOU’LL NEVER GET A CHANCE TO GO THERE AGAIN!!!” This scared Dominique and she felt her childhood love for it was broken. Crushed into pieces by the monster that was her father. Around the time she was a teenager; Dominique and her friend, Sambo Adams, went to the abandoned site of Magnifico’s Mystic Paradise, however it didn't take too long to realize that they had to waddle in the shallow water to get to the abandoned place once known as Mystic Paradise. But they did, despite getting their shoes wet only slightly. Dominique knew something wasn't right and she felt as if she was going to panic a lot. She was saying, "Are you guys sure this was a good idea of keeping this a secret?" Sambo glared at her, "Come on Domino! Don't be such a chicken!" He scolded. "I'm not, I'm just saying." protested Dominique. "It doesn't matter; I wanted to show you this so we're going to do it anyway." Sambo said in an irritated tone. Dominique nodded so they managed to arrive at Precious Strike Haven. There was a row of bodies in display but they all looked creepy. Dominique felt eyes watching her every movement as she walked pass the display glass. They reached another part of an exhibit which was dark in the room but they turned on the light and felt something upon them. Eyes, blood-red eyes in the room. There were dozens of pairs of eyes reflecting the light back at them. Dominique and Sambo froze in their tracks as they saw a colony of inhuman beings looking back at them. They were larger and far more paler than any creature Dominique has ever seen before, probably a cross between multiple species that used to be on display back at the area. Dominique knew they had to leave right now. "Sambo, we have to get out of here." She whispered. "More leftovers, huh." Sambo murmured as they began shuffling backwards towards the door. They didn't lose focus on the group of these monstrosities, who were beginning to congregate. Sambo's heel caught on something as the trio moved and he fell backwards, hitting his head on the cold concrete below with a loud smack, where he became unconscious. The colony of creature species noticed Sambo's fall as well, they all banded together and moved in sync towards the still body of the young man, whooping and hollering at the tops of their lungs. Their screams sounded human-like as they approached, some of them standing on two legs as they did so. The creatures had to be at least four feet tall on their hind legs, looking almost human-like with patches of matte hair on their heads and coarse of clothing on their bodies. With about twenty of them now approaching the duo with a predatory stare, Dominique knew that she alone was going to be no match fighting them off. Dominique slowly backed up and saw something she would never forget: The critters, who were now surrounded Sambo, began to eat him alive. His screams of anguish were deafened by the screams of the creatures, who were now excited and enraged. They took large bites out of him, ripping him apart like a child's toy. Sambo had a slow death however he was in a state of shock as the live dolls began to violently tearing at him out of his body and drag them off into their own corners of the room to eat. Occasionally, two other dolls would squabble over a clearly distinguishable body part and Dominique would often hear the loud crack of his bones being broken from their strong jaws and large teeth. The sound made her sickened but she swallowed hard. Dominique waited until each last creature was occupied with eating before they made their escape out of the building and to the edge of the island. Thankfully, none of them pursued her as she made a bee-line it to the opposite side of the island. She had a hard time processing what just happened: Sambo was gone. And he was now in a dozen pieces being ravenously devoured by some strange mutant creatures that someone doesn't want people in the city to know about. Dominique knew that there are more creature in that place. Ones that have evolved and mutated to become monstrous and aggressive beyond belief on the inside. Dominique didn't stick around to find out, getting away from that place was far safer than being stuck on an island with who knows wants to eat her. Dominique made it back to the main part of the city safe and sound and without getting caught. While doing research on that place, she learns that most people don't make it back from the island alive, and the ones that do share their stories of predatory possessed dolls of all shapes and sizes. Some who survive their visit to Mystic Paradise say that there's black magic and human sacrifices are performed there to keep profits up.

It was months ago that the new neighbors moved in next door. Loppa immediately struck up a friendship with the kids. The girls began to talk about TV, and soon she learned that the girls loved Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse as much as Loppa did. After school, Loppa went to the girls' house to see their collectibles. The following weekend; Loppa's parents invited the family home to dinner. During this time; Loppa grabbed her entire collection of Magnifico and ranted on to her parents about the day's activities when her new friends arrived. When the neighbors arrived, Loppa stole the kids away to her room. They’d brought their collectibles and cartoon figures as well. “Have you ever been to the amusement park of Magnifico Mannequin Playhouse?” One of the sisters asked me. “No,” Loppa said, “I’ve never have. Have you?” The oldest sister nodded, “Yeah, we used to live four hours away from the place,” She said. Loppa looked excited, “What’s it like?” She asked. “It’s magical! We’ve been at least eight or nine times,” The youngest sister giggled. The girls got called for dinner shortly after, and at the dinner table, Loppa blurted the greatest information to her parents. She told them of what the girls said to her, the girls' mother smiled warmly and told Loppa, the father also pointed out that they have some business they must do however they would like to bring Loppa along. Loppa begged her parents, who seemed surprised by this, and they would considered it however they liked that idea. Finally when the neighbors were gone; Loppa’s parents told her she could go but wanted to go over some ground rules with the neighbors. Loppa couldn’t wait for the real fun to begin! Soon, it was set. Loppa got a chance to go to the Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park. While she was packing her things; Loppa did research on the website so she was able to see the park sights. Soon, the day came as Loppa was ready to go to the amusement park. During that time, Loppa soon learned that she didn’t have commality with the girls anymore. However; the parents of the girls were nice enough to bring her breakfast to the room. Loppa ate up, for it would be an eventful day and she needed the energy. On Friday; the family and Loppa entered the gates and she was squealing to the girls, “What do we see first? Where do we go first? Which ride do we go on first?!” She asked while she pored over the map that she had grabbed from the entrance. “Shall we get some ice cream first?” The father suggested with a laugh, “You girls need to get some food in your system before we begin the festivities.” This excited the sisters. “Yes!” screeched one of the sisters, As the father ordered at the stand, Loppa skimmed over the map and noticed something strange. Somehow couldn’t find any of the rides or attractions on the map that she'd seen online. The young sister noticed her silence and said, “Hey, I know the map by heart. You don’t have to read it so intensely.” She seemed kind in her voice. “I know,” I mumbled, “but I can’t find anything that I had seen online. I mean, they were all different on the website. For example, Amusement Park wasn’t …Abusement Park.” The sister looked at the map over her shoulder, “Hmm, that’s strange. Are you sure you were on the right website?” Loppa shrugged and rolled the map up. “I guess we don’t need this anymore, since you know it by heart,” She joked. The youngest sister giggled and linked her arm with mine. “Let’s go to Scaretale, first, it’s the closest to where we are.” She suggested. Loppa flinched at the name her friend mentioned, and they all set off. It was then Loppa noticed that the children were holding black balloons, the water in the fountains that we passed was distinctly murky and there was no face on the statues of Madame Luck that they'd passed. Her clothes were detailed, but her face was completely blank. Then, it came to the greeting of Twin Tail Mamiko. One look at Mamiko, and Loppa immediately knew something was wrong. Her mascara was smudged while it ran down her cheeks as though she’d been crying. Her eyes were red and puffy as her lipstick sloppily lined her mouth. She had a gash on her neck, which was freshly clotting up. Her hair was unevenly cut, and her clothes had been subtly torn. She smiled in a sick way at the kids around her as they posed for pictures together. Loppa and the family kept walking, until they came across the first ride: The Murder Go Round. Loppa looked at the people on the ride, she knew something was wrong. Every single person on the ride was unconscious. Heads lolling in the direction that the teacups would take them and there were no screams or shouts of excitement that usually explode from an enjoyable ride. Loppa refused to try that ride, the parents were concern so Loppa made up an excuse about having fear of rides. So they had two options, they can either go to the Tilt-a-Whirl or to Florhzirkus. Loppa thought Tilt-a-Whirl sounded lethal and didn't want to be on a ride of platforms that tilt side to side. So she chose Florhzirkus, wondering what kind of name would indicate that. Walking in, Loppa noticed that the audience at the show were quiet--there was no low chatter or soft whispers. It was dead silence, not one word. The only sound was the spectators shuffling into the theater. At this point; Loppa decided to go to sleep. Later, she snapped from her nap as something similar to classical music started to blare over the speakers. It sounded like she was at an opera. The music was highly unfitting. Then everything went to hell when Loppa's favorite characters showing up on stage. Here were all the classical cast of characters right in front of her – except they weren’t. Madame Luck, Galileo, Figaro, Beezlebub, Mamko and Scaramouche were wearing their clothes, but they had no color; dressed in all black and white as they were miming their actions. The music got louder every second but the story itself, however, was difficult to ignore. In the story; Scaramouche wanting to commit suicide and Madame Luck helping him. On the side of the stage, it appeared as though Galileo, Figaro and Beelzebub were advancing violently towards Mamiko, who was vigorously resisting the trio mutely. The music became sadder and sadder, until it stopped when Scaramouche succeeded in committed suicide. He cut a knife through his body and stabbed himself in the stomach multiple times; the audience was engulfed in blood. Horrified; Loppa screamed until all the air in my lungs would allow it and her vision started to blur. When she woke up; the paramedics had just arrived to take her to the hospital, they found 150 milligrams of hallucinogens in her system.

Byronica was curious to catch the darkest parts of Magnifico of rumors she heard and decide to find out. She was just exploring, but all she found was just old props and junk. Then she saw something she would never forget when she heard something and moved closer, that's when she saw it: It was a large of an open space and there was a fabricated stone slab made to look like a natural rock formation in the center. Six figures in suits were around it in a circle. Five were holding candles while one was reading off what looked like an old piece of parchment. It wasn’t in English, perhaps Latin. Every time the main suit would finish a sentence or two, the others would repeat the last word. There was a woman who stirred and she was completely dressed as Mamiko. She was gagged and bound. Her eyes were huge and filled with fright. Tears were streaming down her face, making her overly done make up run. As much as she struggled, she could barely move. The man with the parchment stopped reading. The others all produced some crudely made daggers and made their way to her. Two of them went to each of her arms, two to her legs and one stood at the top of her head. The so-called leader made a gesture with his hands and said one more incomprehensible word and the others moved in. The two by her arms sliced her arms from mid bicep down to the wrists. Two others did the same from mid thigh to the tops of her feet. The fifth one actually carved what looked like a half moon into her forehead. Byronica could hear muffled screams and smell copper and taste it in the back of her throat. She briefly to see the leader produce a knife, walks over to the altar, and lifts the poor girl's chin up toward him. Byronica is terrified as she managed to escape without being seen. However, she came across a room that the door was slightly partly open that looked like a storage room door. Curiosity came over Byronica as she decides to check it out. The stairs were fairly rickety old metal, but they didn’t seem to be in any danger of giving way, so Byronica sneaked carefully down into the darkness. She could see a room at the bottom and there was faint light coming from it. When she finally reached the room, Byronica realized she must be in some kind of maintenance area for one of the rides. It was a cavernous room, with the ceiling high above. There were a lot of broken looking scenery that looked like it fit with that ride and a few scattered parts here and there. As she continued on Byronica found another side room. The door to this room was the first sign that anything more sinister was going on. The door itself was fairly nondescript, not even a label, but what really caught her attention was a set of scratch marks on the edge of it. They looked like they were made by human fingernails, almost as if someone had grabbed the door in a struggle to keep from being pulled into that room. Upon entering the room, Byronica realized it must be a storage and preparation room for the animatronic children on the ride. There were rows of clothing stacked neatly on shelves. Moving beyond these though, there were piles of clothing that didn’t fit with the theme of the ride. It looked almost like a lost and found, there were kids T-shirts, shorts and other clothes just haphazardly tossed into piles without much sorting. There was even a pile of those rubber wristbands that everyone wears for the Magnifico pass lanyard. It definitely didn’t seem to be props for the ride. The next area had some of the child dolls in it. A lot of them were broken down, missing limbs, cracks, chipped paint and a painting area. There were stains on the floor, and several of the dolls were hanging upside down on some kind of drying rack. At this point, one of the “dolls” began struggling and weakly whimpering: “Help me….” At an instant that those stains on the floor weren’t paint, and neither was the liquid dripping from the children on the rack. Byronica reeled with an absolutely horrific sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, but somehow she managed to keep it together and went to the child trying to find a way to get him down. Byronica was struggling to get the kid off the rack, she heard a voice from behind her. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. Hee--hee!” Byronica turned to see a man in a Beelzebub suit flanked by about 20 big guys in black polo shirts and khakis. These guys were clearly not normal Magnifico security, because they all had the build of football players and the demeanor of special forces soldiers. Every one of them had a pistol holstered on their belt. Beelzebub himself was the most terrifying thing though. It wasn’t the normal suit anyone would see around every corner in the park, this one looked like it was the original suit from the time the first park opened long time ago. The eyes are wide and staring and unnatural, and this one looked like it hadn’t been washed in years. It was dirty, stained, and ragged. Again, in the demonic, sickly sweet imitation voice: “You just couldn’t enjoy the park and stay where you belonged could you? Just had to poke around where you shouldn’t be? Had to find out what we do with the naughty kids huh? Well you’re coming with us now. You’re too big to fit in on this ride, but I’m sure we can find someplace to put you.” The men in polo shirts started moving to flank her and the only thing she could was charged at him. There was a crackling sound and looked over her shoulder. Beelzebub was on the ground, limbs bent at awkward angles but his body was popping itself back into place as he rose from the floor. It was a horribly disturbing sight and Byronica turned away and continued running as hard as she could go. Eventually Byronica ended up in a bar downtown, still trying to contact her family. Then she finally received a reply: It was a picture of her parents and sisters smiling huge forced smiles next to that horrible Beelzebub costume. The terror in their eyes still haunts her. Now she can only wait for the mouse to finish the job. Since then, Byronica's been on the run ever since, staying in cheap motels, moving around, hanging out in crowded places as much as possible. She knew they’re closing in. In fact, she can see a silhouette of Beelzebub through the window blinds right now.

Recalling the terror that her father once shared with her and what happen to her friend; Dominique decides to do her own research on Magnifico and found out some dark things about the child friendly place she once love: When someone accepts a job at Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park, they must agree to follow some pretty strict appearance guidelines. Disney wants to make sure all of their employees are always aware of the rules, so rumor has it that all the regulations and guidelines on how anyone can dress and act are stored in a pocket-sized book.  When working at Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park, every employee can’t have any visible tattoos, have long hair neatly pulled back--unless it’s part of a costume--and must wear neutral-colored nail polish. In addition, the costume must be kept immaculately clean. If the employee works at Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park, the job title will never be “Employee.” Instead, they’ll be known as a “Cast Member.” Because everything at the park is a show, everyone who works there must always be in character. It’s just part of the magic! Anytime a guest wanders into an area of the park that they aren’t supposed to see, the cast members refer to them as ‘going backstage’. This makes sense when you’re in a place where every single thing is part of a theatrical production. As she discovered the deepest history, she found some pretty disturbing shit: There is a tradition of guests bringing the cremated ashes of their loved ones and scattering them in one of the attractions. Although these poor souls are vacuumed up each night by the cleaning crew, there still remain human remains in the park; one of the beds on one of these rides has a headboard that contains real bones. Because those are the perks of a pirate's life -- sleeping on furniture built from the corpses of the enemies. Over the nearly 60 years it's been open, the Magnifico Cruise has developed into its own unique ecosystem. The fake jungle has become a real, self-sufficient jungle. Magnifico landscapers no longer tend to it beyond pruning the tropical plants once a year. The real fear for Dominique is that the animatronic animals can come true. Long ago; Magnifico shut down two of its parks which are Mystic Paradise and Mannequin Land respectively. They were closed due to a new law that forbids unchlorinated natural water from being used in amusement parks. But the company chose not to demolish either of them, so they remain standing and rotting today. Dominique wasn’t surprised, considering the rumors she heard but wanted to do more digging on stuff like this. As she learnt; Most of the oldest rides at Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park are ‘dark rides’ because they’re indoor rides that are sparsely lit and are meant to create ‘scenes’ that people ride past. One dark ride ended with a character of the Playhouse series driving into an oncoming train and literally arriving in Hell—it resembled it too with Devils, fire and brimstone!  To add to the fun-filled atmosphere of park guests being dead and suffering eternal damnation, the entire area was even heated. But the weirdest part of this is that it's not a recreation of any scene. Whoever designed the ride just felt like adding a section where anyone got to see Magnifico's current resting place. Dominique never heard of that ride and found that to be very creepy as well as terrifying! As reported by the news, a man working as a chef at Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park committed suicide. Before he took his own life, he wrote on his wall: "I don't want to go back to Madame's house," which makes it no less terrifying and tragic. But this wasn't an isolated incident, another Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park employee tried to light himself on fire but he was stopped just in time. The same year, a child fell out of a water ride and suffered severe injuries. Although Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park is the most popular attraction in the world with roughly 15 million visitors per year, it has an impressive body count, which is the absolute last thing a theme park should ever have, besides a shortage of corn dogs. A theme park should always have more corn dogs than dead bodies. It makes sense that Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park has an upsetting history given that it was never called "the Shiny, Happy Place" but "The Stupidest Place Built for a Creepy-Ass Fortune Teller." Dominique cringed while reading this article, though it wasn’t a surprise that something more murderous at that place. She continued further and boy, she wished she hadn’t discovered what she found! When Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park was being built, Magnifico put a secret apartment on the second floor of the park’s department of the street within so he could watch the guests in the park from a hidden vantage point. After his death, the company decided to put a light in the window in Magnifico's memory. He made sure he could control as much of the guests' sensory input as he could. He controlled what guests heard. Discreet speakers were placed throughout the park to pump out music and sounds that specifically corresponded to each land. He also controlled what guests saw. Most of the Magnifico Mannequin Amusement Park buildings were designed with forced perspective to make them seem larger. Forced perspective means the scale of the building grows smaller as its height grows. And he even controlled what guests smelled by using a scent generator that pumps out fabricated smells all over the park. That's why it always smells like sugary goodness even though every trash can is stuffed with used diapers. And then, Dominique finally found something she’ll never forget: They are a very wealthy family that was in business with Magnifico long ago. The daughter's name was Magnolia—Magnolia Valentino. It was at this point she was to be married, right here in Magnifico Mannequin Factory Playhouse, to a man, whose name honestly escapes the thought of others. However the week before it was found out that he was a con-artist. He never really loved her; he was already engaged to another woman in fact. He was just in it for her money. When she found out she was destroyed. Destroyed to the point of no return. Their favorite ride in the park was Travel Dime Museum. So towards the end of the night she put on her wedding dress and got on the ride. After downing two bottles of antidepressants and a bottle of liquor; she was dead before the ride even ended. Legend has it, her ghostly cry is heard at the Playhouse, the Amusement Park, and the Hashery. And people would have nightmares of scenes with pure horror and violence--A complete massacre; ending with a woman dead in the seat next to the person. The last part of the legend would end with: “Have you heard the story of Magnolia Valentino? You should really stay away from Travel Dime Museum.” 

In the present year; a footage DVD surfaced with copycat crimes similar to Ms. Fury and her Lost Girls’ work. The footage was sent by a lady name Alice L’Estrange who works at the Sugar Lace and Spice Leather. She received it as she thought it was a cruel prank until she played it and realize it wasn’t a joke. Dominique puts his hands behind his back, she binds them with electrical tape. Before Yutaka knew it, there it was, the tape wrapping taut around his wrists and becoming tighter as Dominique twisted the tape around those near perfect oval shaped wrists of his. Aryan tries to resist but Dominique was stronger than him! She grabbed hold of Aryan’s flailing arms and handcuffed them behind her. She looked at me with terror in her eyes. There was a metal chair, bolted to the floor. The boys were nearly thrown on to the chair. Their feet tied to the back legs of the chair, spreading their legs back and outwards. Yanir was lead away by Dominique, who came back to Yutaka with a roll of tape and smiled at his appalled expression on his face. “Open wide,” She tells Yutaka as she shoved the tape across his mouth, “No!” He tried to protest but it was too late as he cannot talk now. “Mmph, mmph!” He protests come out as Yutaka quickly turns his head away, “Mmmph!!” he yells into the tape over his mouth. “Bad idea.” Dominique said. "Mmph" was all he could reply. Yutaka letting out those 'mmph' sounds from his tape gagged mouth. “Now, now, don’t you want to play? Just seeing you like this, I gotta say I’m just a sucker for pain. Now stay right there.” Dominique said, and left. “Mmmmphh…. Rrrrrphhhh!!!” He moaned into the tape gag. Dominique entered to find Aryan glaring at her as she held the roll of tape in her hands. “You little witch, you won’t get away with this!” Aryan exclaimed. “I can and I will, my dear friend but first, you need to shut up!” Dominique directed. She tore off a few strips and put them over Aryan’s mouth. He tried to resist, but all he could do was turn his head a little, but that didn’t help him much. “Nnnnphhh!!! Mmmm!!!” He said in muffled moans. “Don’t you like that? You know you do baby.” Dominique said. “Mmmm…” Aryan moaned. He writhed in his bonds at her touch. “You know, I’m feeling a turn on here, I like to see you boys all tied up. Same with girls too, gosh what is about the bound and gag? Ugh! Such frustration, should I continue with my rant?” Aryan shook his head. “Nnnmm!” He whimpered while gagged. Dominique nodded, “OK, good.” She said. Dominique pulled out a knife, this horrified Aryan who managed to squirm as he moaned, “Mmmph mm rrrphhh…Mmmphh, nnrrphh… mm…” Dominique smirked at him, “Oh this? I just want to take a sample of your sweet and sour blood.” She said. “MMPHHH!!! RRPPHHMRRPHH!! Mmmph! Mmmph!” He yells from behind the ball gag, shaking his head repeatedly. “Don’t cha worry your head about it. It won’t HURT a bit,” Dominique claimed. Aryan screams behind his gag again as she brings it closer to his face. He then looks away, whimpering. The pain of the knife on the side of his neck but it was a big gash however he writhed in the bounded chair for a bit until Dominique was finished. “All right, sweetie, time we move you to more comfortable quarters with Yutaka,” Dominique tells him. “Mmmph?” Aryan asked in confusion. “Oh, you heard me. Let’s do something fun…” Dominique claimed. “Mmmnn!!” Aryan was all he could say, but he was being dragged away. There he saw Yutaka in the same position as he was! “Mmmph-mmph, mmphy-mpph,” Yutaka was whimpering. That’s when they both saw something that made them scared, Dominique wielding a cattle prod with a sharp edge in her hand and her smile. The boys were terrified! Yutaka and Kaijin both shriek into the gags of tape. “Aww, what’s the matter? Never had your first time? Well, today you’re going to be lucky. Who wants to be first? Aryan?” Dominique inquired seductively. Aryan shakes his head violently, with an “Mmmn! Mmmn!” in protest. “Hmm? You’re right, you’re too tough but maybe…” She leered over to Yutaka and said, “I guess you’re going to be first Yutaka darling.” And smiled at him widely. “Mmmn-mmn! Mmmn! Mmmmnph! Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” Yutaka shakes his head violently. “Uh uh, I make the rules. This is my game, let’s have fun shall we?” Dominique taunted. “Mmmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmph!” Yutaka shakes his head violently as she nearly got close as she used the cattle prod against the back of his skin and torture him so much. “Nnnn-mmmmph! Mmmmph!! MMMmmmphhh. MMMMmmmmphhh. MMMMMmmmmphhh.  Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph. MMMMMMMmmmmphhh. Mmph, Mmph, Mmph, Mmph.  MMMMMMmmmmphhhh.” He thrusted again, while Dominique continues to pierce it a little while she gasps in ecstasy and Yutaka whimpers were muffled, “MMMMMMmmmmmmphhhh.” He faintly struggled while still his moans were being muffled: “Mmmmphh, mmmmphhh, mmmmphhh.” Once it was over, Yutaka let his head drop. “OK, Aryan, Are you ready for the pain?” Dominique whispered. Aryan was terrified; he then could feel the excruciating pain from that dreadful cattle prod in his backside of his shoulders. He pulled and tugged repeatedly against his bonds, and thrust as he moaned loudly through the gag, “MMMMMMmmmmmMMMMPhphh, MMmmph…MMmmph….MMMMMMmmmm.” Aryan could feel the pain of it all as Dominique was in ecstasy of it all in this room of pain and pleasure for one and the other two. “MMMMMMMmmmmm, MMmmph, MMmmph, MmmmmmmmMMMMM, MMMMMmmmmhh, mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmmm.”  He lifted her head, tugged on his bonds, let out another angry grunt and then an angry moan, “MMMMMMmmmmmmphhh.” He tried to struggle a little bit and then it hit him so much, “MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmphh!!!!” He managed to grunt out as he was breathing heavily and Mmphing in his gag. Dominique was enjoying herself but brought both of the chairs close but not too close as Dominique said, “Why do it on each when I can do both?”  She grinned at their terror as she used another cattle prod with the same sharp edge and did on both of the boys who were muffling by the torture she was inflicting upon them, “MMMMmmmmm, mmphmmphmmph, MMMMmmmhh. MMMMmmmm.” They were saying, “MMMMMMMmmmmmmmhhh, MMMMMMMMmmmmmmhhh.” The two of them whimpered but it was subdued by the tape gag. They attempted to pulled and tugged hard to get free to no avail. 

Loppa put her hand on his thigh and moving up as she tries to kiss Sean Dontre  but he shies away, “I can't...” He managed to say while trying to leave. Loppa stopped him by grabbing his shoulder and breathes out a shaky mouthful of air: “You know when I saw you the first time since the last time we saw each other--this is I was desperate to hold you a bit longer. But I couldn't because what if you thought of me as nothing.” Loppa said, she laughed nervously as Sean was quivering, “And then you're there again and I'm getting a second chance to make a good impression. So you say 'stop' and I'll stop.” Loppa said with a sly grin. Sean nodded, “OK…” He said in a nervous tone of voice. Her knee slowly brought up in between Sean’s thighs, and then she starts rubbing there as Sean closes his eyes and tilts his head back. His body is usually marked by friskiness, swelling and engorgement as well as internal enlargement below. The entire subjective sensation of being aroused, further stimulation can lead to increased redness or darkening of the skin in these areas as blood flow increases. He could feel himself flush may extend over the chest and upper body. He started to feel tight at just the thought of what was going to happen, Sean's veins pulsed and were hard enough to see through his rage and resistance. His body thrust up and down, Loppa could hear him breathing. Sean’s body throbbed and his heart raced with excitement. Loppa is grinding against Sean, as she kisses him passionately, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth. Her hands were roaming his body, groping his skin and rubbing it, as they tumbled back as they lay in the bed with each other. Loppa heaved and soon moaned Sean’s name, she slowly moved towards him, pulling his buttoned shirt apart gently and leaning in, starting to kiss at his throat. She goes down to his collarbone and she kissed his skin and he moans, his head inclined up and Loppa’s lips were making soft smack sounds as her intakes air while her tongue took action. “Be gentle, Loppa...Please...” Sean spoke quietly, biting his lip as he looked down at Loppa, before he let out a quiet gasp. “You taste good, love...” Came Loppa's slightly muffled voice, as she slowly moved her lips down. Sean smirked softly, and reached for her as he continued to try and please Loppa. “S--Sean, what are you doing...?” Loppa had pulled away slightly to speak, panting as she did so, before she felt something kissing at her throat. Loppa let out a gasp, and squirmed where she lay, biting her lip, as her collarbone is being kissed, sucked on, and bit lightly, over and over again. "Sean ~!" Loppa half moaned, half screamed out his name, her body twisting and shivering. She’s performing so well here that Sean gripping the bed sheets and having muscle contractions in pleasure. Loppa wraps her arms around him and lightly graze her fingernails down his back; using her hips which increase her thrusts. The two of them moaned softly, shivered, and holding each other. In the meantime for Elsie; Eagan Major reached for her hand and they both entered her apartment, he tightened his grip on her, and went down into the corner. He got closer, before pushing her towards the wall; Elsie stared at him for a moment. All of a sudden, Eagan was kissing Elsie fiercely, who stopped and she was pulling herself away. “Come on, you know you want it.” He said. Eagan pressed his lips to hers softly, briefly kissing so innocently. Elsie's heart beating loudly. He put his arms around her and pulled his face to hers. Eagan kissed her deeply, passionately. Elsie smiled and became overjoyed as she pulled her close again, and they kissed longer. Deeper and passionately. His tongue darted into her mouth again and again, and Elsie put her hands in his soft hair which caused him to moan. Eagan could see that she was beautiful. Elsie moved forward and kissed Eagan. She continued soft kisses on his lips and Eagan returned Elsie's kisses. His tongue danced in her mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. Elsie put her hand on his waist and slowly continued kissing him, refusing to allow their lips to part. Soft moans ricocheted in each other's mouth from the passionate embrace. Elsie was speechless, the only sounds escaping her lips being soft moans. her breathing was getting erratic. Elsie reached up and kissed me. The earlier kisses were sweet and tender and then passionate and raw, this kiss sent fireworks through their bodies. Eagan strokes her whole body which would flinch. He loved what he was doing to her. "Good girl," Eagan purred. "Aaaah," Elsie moaned, "Oh god, oh god, shit." She runs her hands down his back as she marvel at how the soft skin on his shoulders feels. God, he's so beautiful! Elsie loves that he is just as attracted to her. She could feel it by the way he tries to get every sensation he can out of her loving body, as if he's wanted this for quite awhile. However, she pulls away and she leads Eagan to where he went to bed sleeping. A few moments later; Elsie sits down next to Eagan on the couch and stroke his hair. She gazed at his beautiful face, and something important occurs to her. She leans forward slowly, and kiss Eagan's lips lightly and she slides an arm around the back of his neck and pulls him in closer, kissing as she slides her tongue against his, reveling in the soft, different feel of his tongue and mouth. Elsie kisses him passionately, putting her hands on his side of his waist and pulling him close. Wordlessly, she pushes him back up until they were both sitting, circling her tongue against his. His mouth was soft, his warmth so intimate, it makes Elsie want to melt. Eagan comes from behind and caressed Elsie’s shoulders, he then grabbed the cattle prod and shocked her, Elsie let out moans while the cattle prod in hand was pulsing with lust. Elsie moaned, squirming as the pleasure began to overtake her. The sensation of the cattle prod inside her now and felt intense, warm pressure. As the feeling began to intensify, and she knew she was close to the edge, her body tensed, awaiting the release. Elsie's heart raced as Eagan resumed his place at her shoulder blades and pushed further inside. Elsie moaned, her eyes rolled up. Eagan thrusts as she pounded into Elsie's sore, stretched wound with his hand. Elsie shuddered and moans while letting out a long, satisfied sigh after breaking away from the kiss with Eagan. She slumped back and curled up around herself, coming to rest with her head next to Eagan, who climbed onto the couch and into the arms of Elsie's embrace. She moaned and she curled up, contented. Eagan felt her lips on his. The kiss was perfect but Elsie broke the kiss and whispered in his ear, "I love you." It cut to static and the scenario changed again. 

On this scene; Lacey smiled but out of the corner of her eye, she saw two retreating figures. Lacey smiled and turned and walked off as Amare and Takaya were running away when they heard a rustling behind them. Just as they turn to see what it is, a cloth is harshly placed over their mouths and the boys try to struggle to escape but Lacey's grasp is too strong. The last thing they remember before passing out is the sound of Lacey whispering, “That's it boys, sleep tight......” Later, the boys woke up to see Lacey leaning towards them with a smile. “Aww, hi there. Did you miss me? I missed you.” She said, “We’re gonna have fun today babies. You’re going to love this.” Standing up, she pulls out the cattle prod that looked more alive with electric. "Do you like what you see? You know you want it. I can see it in your eyes. You need me to screw you hard, don't you?" moaned Lacey. "No......no......" muttered Amare. "Lying bastard. Let me show you how much you need this." With tears running down his face, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth. Amare could smell her sweet scent off the cattle prod just before she shoves the tip of the cattle prod past the opening of his mouth. The cattle prod fills his mouth and this made him gag from the blood he could taste off there. Grabbing his head, she begins to slide the cattle prod in and out of his mouth. "Oh yeah, baby, that's what I'm talking about. Suck it. Damn, that feels good." Opening his eyes; Amare look up to see Lacey’s head rolled back in ecstasy. Amare feels the heat as his mouth continue to caress the cattle prod as it slides deep in his mouth. The disgust Amare felt at having a cattle prod forced upon him made his stomach turned. Then again, Amare never tasted a cattle prod and with each thrust, a small moan escapes Lacey's lips. “Yeah, I knew you'd love it. How long has it been since you've been with a real gal?” She panted. Lacey gently inserted her index finger into his wound on the collarbone, continuing to lick and stroked the inner lining of the wound, feeling the rough ridges. Amare was horrified as he let out a painful moan, his back arching, and then slamming onto the wall. "Unnffff..." Lacey moaned. "That. Was. Incredible." She started to stroke Amare's wound, which he kept himself from screaming. Lacey couldn't resist. She put her whole face in his collarbone and his musky scent. "Yessss..." She moaned. “Enough...it seems to me that you were a very naughty girl. You know you are going to have to pay for this.” Threatened Takaya. “Oh you naughty, naughty boy. How could you resist a girl like me? We'll have to do something about it then, wont we?” she said quietly, standing only inches away from Takaya now. "What are you...?" He mumbled as she pressed against his skin. "Isn't this what you want?" she purred and moaned quietly. "What are you doing?" Takaya asked. Lacey was rummaging in her bag. She produced a long, thick cattle prod.  "Let’s play!" she announced, a naughty twinkle in her eyes. “No, I--can't!” Takaya protested but Lacey shushed him: “It's safe, I promise.” She then spread his arms out and she looked at his horrified face, licking her lips. She ran the cattle prod lightly over and before parting them slightly. She slid the cattle prod across, working her way to his back side. Takaya moaned and squirmed, desperate for his release from her. She toyed with his clothed body, the powerful vibrations reverberating through his body. Blood oozed out as Lacey pulled the cattle prod away. She licked it clean and pushed it as far as she could into her mouth before withdrawing and using it on her own skin and turning the cattle prod towards Takaya. He gasped and cried out as she inserted it fully into his skin. "Was that so bad?" Lacey purred. Takaya was shocked, what the hell just happened? She knelt up again and the cattle prod slipped out of her, she picked it up and thrust it towards Takaya’s mouth. He shook his head, but Lacey forces it at him. "Come on, open wide. It’s delicious.” She purred. Reluctantly; Takaya opened his mouth and hesitantly licked it all over. She then proceeded to rub the cattle prod lightly on his skin and then her body against his as he watched in horror! The feel of her body against Takaya as they slid further together, limbs entwined, her trying to get as close as she possibly could. "I want you." Her words were soft but clear, “I want you so much, Takaya...I haven't thought about anything else since you and Amare....I've wanted this for so long.” She brought both Takaya and Amare together; it was almost like a déjà-vu but without bounds or mouth gags. Lacey began running her hands along Takaya's sides of his abdomen and reached for him and tugging it. She scooted a bit closer to Amare too, who was on the other side, and began to rub his face as she gazed into his eyes. Lacey cut into Takaya's skin as she began to touch his bleeding wound as Lacey slid her hands up to Takaya's shoulder. Takaya braced himself with one hand against the wall and Lacey slipped the fingers from the other into his short hair, gently while she ran her other hand up and down Amare's sides. Lacey's moans were lost in theirs which sounds torturous. With her firmly holding both their wrists, and using Lacey in a mask to keep her from trying to use their legs to get away, there was nothing he could do to stop them. Lacey reached down and grabbed out another cattle prod! Takaya was frightened at this sight. "Wait," he murmured, "No, wait. Please....Please, don't." The boys tried to keep their mouths closed, tried to turn their heads, tried to do anything they could do to avoid that other cattle prod going into one of their mouths. But Lacey used her hands to grab Takaya's jaw, pressing her fingers into his cheeks until his lips were forced open. And then, his mouth was suddenly filled with the blood stained cattle prod. As he struggled, Lacey turned Amare and pinned him. "No," Amare cried, his voice muffled as he tried to speak around the cattle prod in his mouth. Lacey chuckled, "You could tell I'm a little horny, right?" She asked. Lacey adjusted the angle of the cattle prods, and suddenly, she was hitting something deep inside them with every thrust. She timed the thrusts of the cattle prod to match the pace of her stroking. Lacey began moaning softly as her body took control, she couldn't fight it. It had been too long, and her body was too desperate for the release. The footage cut to static and then went back on. 

Another part of the footage showed Zeniff Friedel turned to see a girl in the room: She was wearing a purple chiffon dress with blue and lavender all over with a floral print, sheer cap sleeves, a lace trim at the hem and the collar. And a stained glass locket was around her neck. “Who are you?” Zeniff asked. The dark haired girl revealed herself: “My name is Tillie.” Zeniff could only stare in horror while Tillie grinned in an unsettling manner as she giggled like a lunatic. Zeniff try to back away but Tillie had smacked Zeniff so hard his entire body fell straight back onto the chair with me in it. Tillie pulled him awkwardly to his feet. She gawked at him and held each arm by his wrist tightly. She pulled his arms outstretched to each side as Zeniff struggled. Tillie reached him and pulled straight up in his seat. Tillie grabbed and pinched hard pulling his wrists down forcefully. They both hurt badly and were getting sore from the abuse. Zeniff struggled to get an arm free with no success. Zeniff bent over the desk as his wrists were still held outstretched. Tillie walk up behind him with a cattle prod smacked his hard forcing his up to his feet. His skin stung under the skin as Tillie's boot kicked his legs apart and seated him back in the chair. Tillie was fumbling around with the cattle prod and ripping a hole, she inserts the head of the cattle prod and slamming all the way into his skin. The cattle prod was wide enough to stretching the skin slowly. Tillie began pumping in and out, blood spurting. Tillie giggled at Zeniff's agony. The cattle prod was pounding inside of him as her slender fingers dug into his abdomen sharply into him. Tillie lifted him on her shoulders and placed the cattle prod which had entered the hole in his wound and slammed the cattle prod hard inside his skin. She increased the strength of the prod's squeezes. Tillie wasn't ashamed, she let out a exhilarating moan to make it clear that she was climaxing. Tillie then withdrew the cattle prod and flipped him over; Zeniff's head was over the edge of the sofa and slapped him hard across the face. "You son of a bitch, if you don't do as we say, we won't be so nice now." threatened Tillie. Zeniff was reluctant but he kept his eyes closed and parted his mouth away in reluctance. Tillie put the cattle prod in slowly sliding it over and yelled, "Suck it, son of a bitch." He began sucking the vile tasting blood stained prod; Tillie was behind him pumping in and out in a rhythm. Tillie was moaning loudly as she grabbed Zeniff roughly. Tillie's body convulsed as she had gotten another yelp of pain out of him. His body jerked and he felt his right side fall and hit the floor, Tillie stood up triumphant standing over him. “This was fun, hope we could do this again…But not before you find the fillings in the land.” And Zeniff passed out from exhaustion. Tillie goes down and eats the torn, bleeding flesh just by the nibble, Jindra Eyota moans while his head inclined up. Her lips were making soft smack sounds as she intakes air while her tongue took action at the blood. Jindra was just bending backwards as her tongue goes to work, while watching his body twisting and shivering. Tillie will eat it from the skin and she's gonna eat it anyway. Tillie spreads her legs, while she is sucking his blood. Ryker thought he would go crazy because she eats it so well. He leans back so she can eat blood from there, spread apart the fleshy parts and suck on the blood. The juiciness of it was like a smoothie! Tillie was causing him to sweat with her sucking skills and Ryker will be dripping wet of red when she’s done. Struggling to fight it; Jindra is gripping the bed sheets and having muscle contractions in pain. Elsie moans in pleasure, "I'll be gentle but boy if you don't!" She then begin to gyrate upon Rukma Thorton while causing his body and mind to twist and turn by the nightmare going on inside his head while she moaned: "OH MY GOD!!! I'M COMING!!!" Rukma saw the monsters in his head as he screamed, "AAAAAH!!!!!!" Elsie liked to him scream: "YES! YES! YES! Oh my God, oh my God! Oh, Oh, Oh, OH OH! OOOOIOOOKKKOOOOOH! ALRIGHT! ALIRHFT.....!!!!!" Elsie was struggling to get away from the nightmare in his head while Elsie moaned as she said, "HOLY SHIT, I'M SO HIGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! BREATHE ON ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....." Rukma whimpered softly while Elsie smirked down at him as she said, "Hnnnnghhh...You like it like this baby boy~? God, I feel so alive! OOOOOOHHHHH, I FEEL ALIVE!!!! DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!!! I'M COMING.....I'M COMING!!!! AUHAHA! OH LORD, I THINK I'M....I'M FEELING IT!!!! I DON'T WANT TO FEEL IT, BUT I AM.....MAKE IT STOP!!!! NO, DON'T!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!" Rukma was horrified as his mind was violated and scarred from the monsters torturing him as Elsie shouted in between pleasurable moans, "I'M FEELING IT!!!! I'M FEELING IT!!!! I'M FEELING IT!!!!" Finally, she stopped and sighed, it was over as Elsie managed to say: "....I just came....I have arrived at my desired location." And let out a scary laugh! And it cut to static. 

The next part played of Lacey is grinding against Sergei Horaz, as her hands were roaming his bloodied and bruised body. She soon moaned his name. Lacey slowly moved down the bed, pulling Sergei's restraints apart gently and leaning in, starting to lick at his bloodied wound. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle, just endured this longer, please..." She spoke quietly, biting her lip as she looked down at Sergei, before he let out a quiet gasp of horror. Lacey was slowly licking up and down along his wound, and gently pushing a finger into it, while her other hand was by it, slowly rubbing it. Sergei let out quiet moans of pain, as Lacey's tongue was pushed inside of him, making him squirm from the pleasure of it. "You taste good, love..." Came Lacey's slightly muffled voice, as she slowly moved her tongue around inside of Sergei, a second finger following the first into his wound, both of them pushing in deep. Lacey was loving the taste of him, never wanting this to end. She smirked softly, and reached into the drawer beside her, slowly pulling out an item as she continued. "Lacey, what are you doing...?" Sergei demanded. Lacey had pulled away slightly to speak, panting as he did so, before he heard a faint buzzing sound, and felt something long and thick slowly, teasing slide into his dripping wound. Sergei let out a gasp, and squirmed where he lay, biting his tongue, as the large cattle prod was pushed inside of him, and his wound was attacked by Lacey's mouth, it being kissed, sucked on, and bit lightly, over and over again. "LACEY~!" Sergei half screamed out her name, his quivering body squeezing around the weapon, feeling her actions take affect fast. Lacey decided that Sergei needed more, and buried her face in his scar, and moaned softly, her tongue being pushed deep inside, three fingers following suit, and getting slammed into the scar; making him squirm and moan, as Sergei was squirming from her small fingers, his wound being stretched and thrust into deeply with each movement, as Lacey turned the prod up to max, slamming it in deep, once, twice, and then one final time, before Lacey gave a shudder and came, letting out a scream of pleasure. "Sergei~!" Was the only word that left her mouth, as she bit down lightly on Sergei, tugging on it. That part ended and it went to static. Then the footage played something more than that: "Are you ready?" asked Dominique with a smile. "For what?"  Mirata Isham inquired nervously. “A good time.” She said as she licks lips. Mirata try to flee but Dominique caught him in her grasp. "All riggggghhhht. Let the sucking begin! So feel the kiss..." Dominique wraps her mouth around his wound on his and begins to moan, while sucking as she closed her eyes as she said in between breaths: "I see someone is a little thirsty today. He-he, don't worry, you'll be wet once I’m done with you~~!"  She loudly moans, placing a hand on his head. She continued to suck, moan and breathes while Mirata was panicking. "Hehehe, I see someone is anxious~! Alrighty, you'll get your share~!" She pushes him down, lifting his leg up, slowly bringing face to wound however Mirata hits her with all of his might. But she didn't feel pain, instead Dominique takes her hand off leg, smirking while grasping his hand. "Ooooh, I see how it is, I like this side of you. Shows dominance in you~!" Dominique then bites his skin, fondling with the side of his flesh. Mirata gasps out of horror, "Ohhhh....!" Dominique starts to suck, then licks seductively. "Would you like it to hurt, or make it pleasurable? After all, I don't want to hurt you." She licks the flesh and playing with it. She proceeds to pinch both joints and kisses him, grinding against Mirata, "I see you've been wet for a while, but I think we can do one more thing with this body of yours." She said while sucks on the blood. Dominique moans, fondling his skin, but she stops the grinding, proceeds to caress his clothed body, slowly moving to the sprained yet slightly bleeding wound, and runs fingers up and around his legs, then she kissed him, slowly moving the fingers downwards. Dominique licks lips, going deeper, feeling the tight walls from the inside. "I can tell you've been wet for a while. Oh geez Louise, it’s like a cave in here mmm, but shit, that makes it even better." She adds another finger, grasping his skin hard in the process, "I figured you get a trick and a treat today~!" She moaned out. Dominique stops licking, "Mmm, hell yeah but just remember, you are MINE. And I'm going to take you, and there's nothing you can do about it!" She leans in again, but not before grabbing his legs and raising them in the air, then sticks tongue into abdominal area. Dominique was twirling her tongue inside, staring at his pained face, moans, then slowly sets his legs down. She moans and gasps while takes tongue out of his wound while sneering, "Oh I'll make you come to me alright. It'll be a raging river down there~! Just you wait...." Dominique quipped softly. Dominique takes three fingers and shoves them inside, then bites his lip as the fingers slowly increasing speed. Dominique starts to pant as she grinds her against his body, then starts to quicken the pace, feeling his insides twitching in pain, "I am going to make you fall, I will, hell yeah...." Dominique moaned, "You little bastard~! Your lovely lesions will be wet of blood." Dominique feels Mirata twitching once more, so she decides to go faster, seeing that he's reaching it, "Oh hell yeah...." She is practically digging her face into wound, giving it little bites and pulls, "Mmm, it tastes so good. Holy shit….It is good, and you're even better! That was great, but sadly, I'll have to make it hurt. I'm too horny to be gentle." She bites thigh, almost drawing blood on the raw skin. So she decides to lick at the wet, bleeding laceration. And the scene cut to static so the last scene looked really creepy. It showed Byronica crawls on top of Makoto Sato, smirking all the while. “I hope you're ready pretty boy.” She purred. She rubs his shoulders, staring into his eyes, then starts to pinned him down in the process rips off his jacket. “I'll make you feel boiling hot when I lick you like an ice cream!” Byronica said as she runs hand up and down his clothed body, feeling the warmth dissipate when the hand touched it. She chuckles, kissing his neck softly. Byronica licks her pouty lips, kissing it more passionately while ignoring his pleas, “I'm going to mess you up.” Byronica licks his wound up and down in masterful strokes, tasting the wet and sweet scar he had there. She is then kissing and feeling the softness and frailness of his bruised neck. She runs soft hands up and down his arms, trying to warm him after the terrors he saw before she kisses his wound once more, admiring the wetness and frailness of it. Makoto was muffling however Byronica sneered down at him. “More, eh? How about I talk dirty to you? You’re so wet, and I can wet it even more~!” She licks the wound again, this time adding saliva, the substance dripping onto the floor. “No stops, ass-hat, shithead….Hm, maybe calling you ‘shithead’ is a little too much~ how about... wet little baby? Mmm, shit you taste so good. That shower of light was nice to you…And what I noticed beforehand is that you didn't wait for me in that shower, you helped yourself you little shit, that must show you're really horny.” She sucks the wound, allowing saliva to drip down once again, “Yeah, take my saliva you little son of a bitch~ shit this is so good you got me even hornier with your dirty talk. Tell me what you want me to say, beg for me.” She chews even further and further. “Ooooh yeah, this tastes so good. Hmm, I wonder...” She said. Then, Byronica gives playful smirk, sucking on index finger, making it drip with saliva, places small kiss on lips before forcing finger into wound: “Oooh, shit you're so tight.” She fondles his skin in the meantime, occasionally making the finger slither around inside. Byronica drips saliva onto outside of the wound, slowly dripping downwards, then licks off the remaining saliva, “Mmm, you're giving me a raging female boner right now. It'll only worsen with all those moans you keep making~!” She bites at the wound as she tore off the dead flesh of it, now drawing blood, then sticks tongue inside wound and releases saliva inside and all over, then licks it up, “Mmm, tasty~!” She runs hands up and down body, licking his cheek in the process. Byronica grinds against him, gently however, then licks his to neck, “Now listen here you little son of a bitch, you're going to splurge this blood for me and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it. You're gonna be puddy in my hands understand? Now, let's get started~!” She grasps both his shoulders, fondling and tightly squeezing them, then kisses you, grinding against him faster and harder. I want you to squirt a little bit of blood, you hear me? You're a dirty little bastard, and no matter how clean you get, you'll always be dirty~! I can tell with how much you squirm and moan and beg!” She ignores his pleas, only quickening the grinds, then kisses him just as she splurges as well, “You got it bad boy….” Byronica licks the wetted and bleeding wound, tasting the dripping liquid and licking it dry and clean, “Dirty little son of a bitch, look at the mess you made! Mmm, no water huh? You want me going in dry? Do you want me inside? I can gladly do that for you~!”  She pushes him down, smirking and slowly pushes cattle prod inside, feeling the wet fleshy walls of his wound, moaning in pleasure and wrapping arms around his back, “Oh hot damn, you feel so good!” Byronica slams whole cattle prod inside, grasping his shoulders in process! Her hips brush against his legs, Makoto’s legs twitching and readjusting themselves whenever he went in and out, Byronica gradually starts to go harder: “Auuuah, yes, oh hell yeah…take it deep you bastard…I'm gonna screw you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week…!” She pulls out suddenly, licking the wound which is full of blood. Makoto tries to flee but Byronica pins him down, biting his ear until there was a scar, and started to gyrated upon him with as much force as she could muster, “I'm pretty pumped myself. What do you say we get wet like the ocean~?” Byronica said with a smirk. She moans loudly, biting and grinding even faster and rocking harder, moaning and whispering cuss words: “Fuck it’s so good…” She uttered, blood filling her mouth.  “Thank you, I practice just for that praise of yours my little sweet thing.” Byronica purred. There was actually moisture trickling down her leg, Makoto Sato made her splurge after all. However, the scene cut to static but then to everyone’s surprised, it showed Dominique wearing a very strange but revealing outfit: black mini dress with hook front, side slit closures and a buckle around her waist. She also wore a pair of black patent leather knee-high boots. She stood over some guy, a criminal, who was bound and gagged. Dominique turns to the glaring criminal, who was strapped down, with the dagger as she uttered the lines to him from the movie ‘Nurse 3D’—which is her favorite film: “So, here are your choices. We can gouge your cheating eyes out, or do we cut out your heart? That is, assuming you have one. Let's get rid of Mr. Weenie, so he can't cheat on Mrs. Whiny anymore. And, by the way, Mr. Weenie is looking very teeny right now.” She giggled. And then, the footage ended.