Naomi screamed as she came as well and then fell back, panting hard, unable to take anymore. All the girls were now out cold, all but Amy, who was clinging to small shred of consciousness and trying to crawl towards the phone. There was a laughing and then a voice. "Heads up stud, that slut can still be fucked."
"Rrggh...who's that?!" The voice cleared Ocax's mind ever so slightly, the aroused bird standing up and looking around. "Show yourself, coward!"
"Very well, but you have to promise to keep your cock in line." Said the voice as a figure suddenly appeared, disengaging her cloak. She was in her full armor but even with it you could see all her curves.
Sniver, the twisted assassin, Ocax would know her from their most wanted dead or alive list. "So then, you wanted to talk?" She asked mockingly as she leveled her gun.
"Why are you here, huh?" Ocax growled, turning towards the armored female, ready to act if she did. "I suppose that bitch from the mansion sent you, right?"
"The Bitch from the mansion, the bastard who's brothers neck you broke, and about a dozen others. Your a wanted man, and she," She said pointing to Amy who had been unable to get to the phone and began to massage her own breasts and moan sadly on the floor. "Is a wanted slut. There are secrets about that girl you can even begin to fathom. In any case, all the sluts here will fetch a nice bounty, all including you. So how about you lay down and take it like a man, I promise to knock you out clean if you do." Sniver said.
"Hn, fat chance." Ocax shook his head, the effect of the dart slowly fading from his 'sexual fatigue', though he continued to stand defensively, ready to move. "I'd much rather become a slave myself, than give up to you. If you were smart you'd be the one giving up." he added, smirking.
"I wouldnt be so rash if I were you. Tell me, what can you do as you are? I know fucking three times rapid fire is not a task that doesnt leave you tired, and Im armed and armored while you are not." She aimed up and shot at his head, a molten ball of led flying by his eye and hitting the wall behind him. "What can you do but give up and pray for mercy?"
"Well, for one thing, I can stall you." Ocax's smirk never left his face as he leaned back against the wall. "The minute you entered this building, a distress signal was sent out to all nearby police and SWAT team stations. They should be arriving any second now." he added, yawning a bit from fatigue, the sounds of car doors opening and closing being heard outside. "You should be the one giving up and praying for mercy."
Sniver looked around and hit her head set. "Impossible, then why arent my sensors going off?!" There was a loud knock on the door as swat prepared to bring it down. "You sly bastard, I wont forget this! But Im not leaving empty handed." She said aiming the gun at his head. "Move and I shoot. Im here for one main reason, and thats her."
She said as she made her way towards Amy. "There are plenty of ways for me to get out of the this place." She said with sneer Ocax could not see. "And I wont leave this particular job undone." She reached over to Amy and took out a sleek black pistol. She shot her four times, each shot making the blue vixen scream with fear, but the bullets did not kill her. Instead, the small black shots began to spread across her terrified body until she was covered from head to toe in black tight latex. The stuff allowed her to breath but not to move.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Sniver. Due to improvements in technology, the Police should already have a tracker on all the signals from your electronic suit. There's no way you can escape." Ocax sighed, shrugging his shoulders. "I'll make you a deal though...let Amy go, and I'll let you escape." he offered, not wanting to have to go hunting for his lover.