“Look how beautiful the city looks right before it rains!” Catalina said, leaning on the balcony of the Ritz Carlton watching as what appeared to be a storm forming on the Hudson. The just barley legal teen had her body and mind corrupted by Y intercept; and now was instrumental in a heinous plot to destroy the city. Her brunette hair blew in the violent wind as she watched the city continue with its circadian schedule. The Martial Arts Polymath, Quintus Knightfall, and the La Malaguena Salerosa; Ziccarra Liafador were hot on her tail the last twenty four hours even managing to capture her; but atlas the cobra proved to be far more versatile than the mongoose.
Cat knew she had a lot more work to do, Isis and Jaime Liafador were mentioned as sisters in Catalina’s diary; Zeon and Anne, Marcos, Sofia, Z and Kane; all would be gunning for her. Quintus already proved hr could counteract the toxins effects with his own antidote; but he would have to mass produce one, not only that he’d have to mass administer it; even if he did; he or her would never be able to stop her contingency New York was doomed.
“Time to see how good this girl’s twat is” Y said, dropping her wine glass over the balcony watching it plunge to the cement nearly 18 stories below. Turning around Y would complete the final stage of her unholy trinity. “Drugs…check….violence…check….sex…check” she said, entering the room; running her hands on a mammoth of a man whom was bound by a gimp mask. “Now here are the terms of our sexual agreement; you’re going to f#ck me, and if I’m not pleased, I’m going to kill you.” Catalina started out aggressive grabbing the mammoth by the collar before shocking him with her remote.
“Then, I’m going to f#ck you” she pointed to the corner of the room where her strap-on rested. The man’s eye’s bulged at the thought, but Y’s shock collar kept his attention on her and only her. As she removed her floral patterned black and silk robe; Cat’s slender frame laid on the bed with her lathered legs on top of each other. “Now would you please…come give me what I kidnapped you for hehehe” she chuckled as if she were innocent; the huge hulking figure laid down on top of Cat parting her legs on the process; her almost instantaneous moans were silence by the powerful sound of thunder that hushed the city.
Within moments rain fell, and in that hours all hell broke loose. People began to scream, their wildest horrors seemed to come to fruition after indulging in the greasy delicacies that is American Fast food. Those who willingly sold and did drug, were overrun by the emotion of fear. As Cat’s legs were pushed over her head, she let loose a pleasurable laugh as gunshots, and screams filled New York City.
New York’s finest struggled to mobilize as some of their own were tainted with this fear toxin; the prison system failed quick, dozens of prisons across NYC failed to contain their convicts, the second toxin inducing rage; a rage on the people that put them there; the Knightfalls.
Her head hit the headboard numerous times causing her to give a devious and orgasmic laugh; fire engines and ambulance scream down every street; the sound of the violence kept her libido thriving, pushing on him and spinning him in the bed, it was time for what he dreaded. “This will not be pleasurable hehehehe”
A powerful sound split the chaos the sound of someone’s pride being stripped away; as she thrust her plastic appendage with malice; she couldn’t help thinking that she won.