Psylocke looked around the room at the five thugs trying to surround her, and she was unimpressed. Two skinny, two fat, and one really fat - it was almost embarrassing to waste her time on trash like this, but she had a job to do. Engaging her psychic blade, Psylocke narrowed her eyes and chose her first target, a vicious smile crossing her lips as she tensed her muscles to strike. . . 20 minutes later, Psylocke struggled desperately against the ropes binding her arms above her head, squealing as the fattest thug was furiously rubbing her dripping cunt as her own juices squirted down her thighs, her knees buckling as he stuffed his chubby fingers in her pussy, and a strangled shriek escaped her lips as a violent orgasm ripped through her body. Captured by a bunch of clumsy gangbangers who had then hooked her huge tits up to a milking machine, Psylocke sobbed helplessly as her throbbing pussy gushed down her legs, her quivering body hanging from a pipe, nothing more than a helpless fuck toy for these disgusting animals, squealing softly as milk squirted from her nipples into the suction tubes, the machine squeezing her big boobs as she cried and jiggled in the dimly lit warehouse. . .
(if you think that was long wait til you see this essay lmao) Months have gone by since she was ambushed, captured and hooked up in an "abandoned" warehouse, constantly being milked and fucked by scumbags that craved to taste every crevice of her erotic figure with an insatiable lust. She was treated worse than cattle in the vicinity of the men who conquered her. Atleast cattle had autonomy over their own body & ample time to rest. She wished she had even one of that as her detainers were now fully in control of her body, a machine never stopping to milk her breasts even if her teats went dry, her handlers always appearing to masterfully vibrate her clitoris forcing her to orgasm multiple times in a short time frame before they inserted their prick inside of her holes, making her twitch & convulse with every thrust and then releasing themselves inside of her quivering body, that is if they haven't pulled her down to force her to swallow their streams of foul spunk in her throat and down her belly. Once they finally left her alone the only sounds heard were the dimming of the lights, the soft hum of the machine always harvesting her, and the whimpers & cries of the dishonored superheroine realizing her fate would be one with less grace than that of a farm animal, doomed to be milked, played with, and bred for the rest of her days.
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