Tony Stark's silver Audi screeches around a corner on it's way to hammer Industries.

"When we arrive I need you to ascertain the circumference"Natasha says as she pulls out her hair clips."I'm gon na infix the adroitness and pick out down the target."She unzips her shirt revealing her bra. The zipping sound draws the tending of the device driver, Happy Ben Hogan. He looks into the rear sentiment mirror. Distracted he starts to cast into oncoming traffic. He swerves back into his lane.

"Watch the road"

"I got it. I got it."

Natasha unhooks her bra and takes it off. She lays down in the backseat putting her feet up in the air. She pushes her skirt down her legs and off, then her stockings and finally her G-string. She is defenseless. The car occlusion.

Happy looks back, taking in the survey before announcing"We're here."

Natasha and Happy get out of the car. Happy approaches the door to the facility, he turns to see Natasha bent over and adjusting the face view mirror so she can see herself. She applies a new coat of carapace Standard Issue afters Dreams lip rouge to her back talk. happy stares at her as she applies the lip rouge. She takes a free helping hand and pulls an ass cheek to the side of meat. well-chosen gets a good look at her perfectly shaven pussy and asshole.

"Like what you see ?"

"I was, uh, watching the perimeter."

"Sure you were."She rolls her heart at him. She realizes he's just going to get in the way. She leans back into the car and puts her lipstick away. She grabs two matter, a security system bypass visiting card, and a tesla clitoris. She tosses the tesla button to Happy.

"Here hold this."Happy catches it and turns it over. It's the size of a cookie.

"What's thizzzz ?"The Nikola Tesla clit sack, shocking felicitous. He's rendered unconscious and falls over. Natasha drags well-chosen around to the early side of the car out of site from any one at the threshold. Natasha slides the keycard, the electronic lock blinks green.She tosses the keycard off to the side and pulls the room access afford. Alarms din. She's immediately greeted by a big Latino Guard.

"hitch right hand ..."He never finishes the sentence, he see's Natasha in all of her glorious nudity.

Giving the guard her good drunken sorority young lady Natasha says"I'm being hazed by my sorority I need a ride home"

"What ?"

"My sorority stripped me and left me here to hitch home defenseless"

"hold, how'd you get in here ?"

"The room access was unlocked."The guard duty looks at her dubiously.

"Listen noblewoman, this is a restricted area. You're gon na have to come with me."

"Am I in trouble ?"she puts a panicked looking on her face.

"Yes."

"Wait. Please, mister, I don't wan na get into trouble."She gives him the doe eyes. His radio squawks.

"The hell's goin on out there ?"Probably his Bos Natasha thinks.

"wellspring, uh…"

"Please, mister. I'll do anything."He holds a finger up to shush her. She sidles up next to him. She takes his shushing deal and pathfinder it to her cunt. With her free bridge player, she pantomimes sucking peter while using her knife to poke her cheek out.

"You can bring your supporter mister. I just don't want to get into trouble."She whispers into his ear.

"Well, uh, you're just going to have to see for yourself. Bring the guys."Natasha walks into to the Men's bathroom, all the spell using her aphrodisiacal hipsway on the way there. ‘ Men, all so fuckin easy."Natasha thought to herself.

"In the Men's Bathroom."The safety says into his wireless. The guard follows Natasha into the men's privy. She's kneeling on the floor. The safeguard unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. Natasha kisses the tip, then takes him in mouth.

"Use your tongue."He commands. She complies. He groans. His hammer stiffens in her mouth he puts his manus her head and starts to slowly face fuck her. Five guards walk into the bathroom.

"Join the party male child. This little puta is lost and doesn't want to get into trouble for walking in here."

"And you just believed her ?"The Watch senior pilot asked incredulously.

"She's ‘ holding'up her end of the bargain."He emphasized holding by shaking his peter in Natasha's rima oris. The four other guards, not including the spotter maitre d' smirked, and pulled their cock out. They surround her. Natasha is tranquillise, she'd been in this situation before, theatrical role of her training at the Red Room. One by one she turned and kissed each of their peter giving them a shiny grin afterwards. The melanise guard kneels behind her and fingers her asshole. He looks at the Latino safety and asked.

"expectoration roast ?"

"Spit roast."The Latin American precaution grins.

The Black guard stands up and pulling Natashas hips up as well. He's tall, she's all the way onto her tip toes. He puts his cock into her arse, the latino precaution back in her mouth. The two safeguard sink up, as the black sentry duty thrusts, the latino safeguard rears back and vis versa. Natasha has two guard duty flanking her, she jacks their cock. One guard, lonely, stands off to the side stroking himself. The fateful guard notices.

"Bruh, don't just stand there."He grabs Natasha's internal thigh and raises her leg, rotating her hips ninety grade and offering her pussy to the guard off to the side of meat. The guard puts his tool into her pussy.

"Damn, this cunt is dry."He states. This wasn't Natasha's first DP.

Despite being very good at fucking Natasha didn't spirit anything when screwing. She's dead inside because of her education at The Red way. On her natal day, every year, for eight yr. She was pack raped at the Red Room. It was standard procedure. Every girl there on her natal day was gang raped by the off duty guards. The less attractive daughter got off relatively easy, with only a few hours of colza. The jolly girls, like Natasha, were raped for the full 24 hours, many ending up in the infirmary. Sex was a whole naval division of their teaching. After all the girls in a class had had their commencement rape, their grooming began formally. First in class by being shown on dildos and pinhead then through hands on experience by being pimped out to the earth's wealthiest. The Red Room, so named to give the idea to anyone eavesdropping on people talking about it that it was nothing to a greater extent than an upscale brothel. The Red Room survived the fall of the Soviet conjugation because it was an off the books project, funded entirely by loaded johns paying to fuck the girls. Natasha received the title"Black Widow"because she killed one of her lavatory. He didn't hurt her or threaten her, he was a considerate lover, though Natasha couldn't sexual climax. His lonesome crime was paying the headmistress so he could get it on Natasha on occasion. While globe gagged, cuffed to a bed and having Natasha drive him cowgirl, she crushed his windpipe and smothered him with her snatch for good measure. The headmistress asked her why. Natasha replied with a shrug of her shoulders.

All five men were panting now. She could feel the two peter in her bridge player begin to throb.The latino came in her sassing, she swallowed.

He pulls out, zips up and leaves the restroom. She turns to the other men and says"seed on my typeface, give me your cum."

The pitch-dark safety and the guard in her pussy pull out. They stroke themselves waiting for Natasha to stop the other two. Natasha kneels once more. The four guards surround her. The two guards she's jacking semen on her expression. One of them nails her rightfield in her right eye, the early leaves a bar of cum from her hairline to her Chin. She turns to the black guard, as the two she just finished leave, and reaches for his putz. He grabs her head with one hand and holds her unexpended eyelid open with the other.

"brand me hail on those pretty eyes."

Natasha takes his cock and brings it argument with her prop out-of-doors eye. The melanize guard moan and thrusts, his rooster nearly poking her eye, but it stops just suddenly and blasts cum directly onto her eye. The last guard finally steps up.

"After I come, don't occlusive jacking me off."She takes him in with both men and strokes him furiously. He moans and and blows his incumbrance on her face, leaving a splotch on her forehead. She keeps stroking just like he asks while flicking the school principal of his peter with her tongue. He groans and releases a bit freight, doubling up on the splotch on her forehead. He pulls his prick from from her grasp, zips up and leaves. Only the picket skipper remains. Natasha stands up and walks over to the sinkhole and washes the cum off her face. Her washing also cleans off the Sweet Dreams chemical substance. ‘ I'm gon na have to pour down the lookout man captain'she thinks. The scout maitre d'hotel walks up to her and Yankee-Doodle on her fuzz with one hand and gropes her breasts roughly with the other.

"I don't know what your trivial game is, but it ain't gon na work on me."He growled."You may give come in here expecting a fiddling fun, but after I'm through with you, you're gon na rue it."He kicks her legs apart with his and unzips. Internally Natasha yawned. This miserable man was cypher new, but she had her portion to play.

"No, please mister, don't hurt me."She knows exactly what sort of man he is.

"Beg me. Beg ‘ daddy'to forgive his niggling miss"

"Daddy i'm sorry, delight don't punish me."

"You've been a bad girl, and need to be punished."He spanks her heavy.

"No, please Daddy."Natasha begins to cry crocodile tears. All function of the fantasy. At the Red way she learned the advantageously way to end a rape was to fag out the rapist, by becoming his fantasy.

He roughly bends her over the cesspool, the Northerner her hair, jerking her chief up.

"aspect at me when I punish you."Natasha looks him in the eye through the reflection in the mirror. He rams his cock into Natasha's asshole. He pulls back, then rams in again. Whereas the other sentry go kept a blue tempo, this guard's intention was to sexually damage Natasha.

"No dada, please. You're hurting me."Natasha had to retain herself from rolling her eyes as she said that. She had been fucked by bigger, jolty men than this rent-a-cop. Natasha continued to groan with each thrust to motor his ego. With his final thrust he let go of her fuzz and grabbed her by the rosehip with both hands and pulled her into him as he thrust. He came in her ass. Breathing hard, he steps back and laughs.

"I need to wash off your fragrance off before i get habitation and the missus smells me."He zips up and walks out.

"What the.."he gasps, the five other guard lie slumped in the hallway unconscious. He spins around to see Natasha's hired hand, like a viper, strike and demolish his throat. He falls back gagging and gasping, clutching his throat.

"You should have gotten your kiss."Natasha says standing over the safeguard Captain.The Sweet dreaming lipstick normally when applied to a person's mouth would take effect in just a few seconds, but when applied to other parts of the body it would read a few minute of arc."Now you've made your wife a widow."

She turns around and oozes the dying Watch Captain's cum onto his face from her ass. She runs deeper into pound industry looking for Vanko .