Sometimes I imagine myself as an assassin, running across New-York, eliminating Red Coats that stand in my way. But one day they get a chance to avenge me. I’m surrounded in a dark corner in some secluded area of the city, trying to defend myself, however this time I fail and they take away my weapons, threatening me with guns. I hiss angrily but surrender, getting on my knees unwillingly, holding my hands up as I’m about to give up on my life. I hear soldiers’ evil laughs. “Look at this little bitch left at our mercy,” one of them says, making me raise my head by pressing his gun to my chin.

“Fuck you! All of you!” I spit on the ground in rage. “And soon enough… you will,” the leader of the group smirks. I wiggle when they begin to grab me. “What are you… No, get your hands off me, you bastards!” I shout while men’s grip tightens on my limbs, leaving me no chance to escape. “You’ve been killing our soldiers in cold blood and you seriously thought you could get away with it?” All of them laugh mockingly. “What a pretty mouth you have. Let’s put it to a good use, shall we?”

I don’t have time to protest before I’m being gagged with one of the cocks shoved down my throat. I have no choice but to suck on it, listening to their dirty remarks on how they are going to use me later. And when each one of the Red Coats starts to fuck me in some way or another I can’t stop thinking about how much I’m secretly enjoying it. That’s because I’ve never been dominated before and now I find it so intoxicating that I manage to cum twice in a row, smelling their cocks, tasting their sperm, losing myself in pleasure while men are ravishing me for more than an hour.

When soldiers are done, they just leave me in that alley, almost soaked in their cum, barely able to move, knowing that my whole body will be even sorer tomorrow. “I hope you’ve learned your lesson,” the leader says before taking off.

Oh, I definitely have. And I wouldn’t mind to learn it again for sure…