The antiques appraiser you've just fucked doesn't know anything useful. You leave her naked and fucking herself with an antique chess piece. You exit through the back while someone is knocking on the room's door trying to get the stripped and fucked appraiser to do her job. They'll be in for a surprise.
You look around the back alley. A flash of movement knocks you out.
When you come to, you are strapped to a gurney in what looks like a re-purposed ambulance. The Warlock's thugs must have gotten you Your ring is still on your finger.
There's a chick in a black sports bra and skintight cotton pants watching you. Her eyes look asian through the eyeslit in her ninja mask, and she has a red ponytail, presumably dyed. She's barefoot. Her exposed waist is skinny and toned, but she has more bountiful hips and boobs than one might expect.
They shouldn't have left you the ring.
A wish, and the ambulance is pulled over. The redhead frees you. The driver's a girl ninja too, but she's white and her matching ponytail is blonde. The two ninja girls kneel before you, thrusting their asses out just the way you like.
"Do you work for the Warlock?" you ask.
"We do," they say, condemning themselves. |