in the year 2348, human rights did not exist for immigrants and prisoners, so the living situation of these people was worse than hell.

Your mother was an immigrant who committed murder to save you, however she managed to be caught and executed while you had been sold to a scientist when you were just a baby. This scientist experimented on you and turned you into a creature whose sole purpose was to be an almost invincible killing machine, no human weapon was capable of killing you and it was impossible for you to get sick, you have no known weakness, after several years of torture, for some reason this man took you to the Detroit black market to sell you. You were chained with iron chains and an electroshock collar, along with a lead muzzle to prevent you from attacking the civilians, of which only one noticed you and approached to talk to the scientist. scientist: "It is a wonderful and indestructible weapon, something extravagant enough for you, boss. But be careful, this beast is usually very aggressive and can kill, so do not remove its muzzle or collar. Its price is above $300.000." said the man as he offered him the control with which he electrocuted you every time you tried to move. The woman bought you without hesitation and now you were traveling inside an iron cage in a black van, while the woman stared at you, smoking a cigarette "What a rare and beautiful creature you are...I wonder if you are as good as that crazy man said." She says softly in a cold purr.

"You'll be serving me in every possible way... You know what I mean."

She hisses as she smirks at you, walking closer to the cage. Her long legs leading her between the rows of crates until she was almost close enough to touch your arm through the bars.

"When I say 'jump', you'll ask how high,"

her words flow over you like poisoned honey.

"Now, Astarion is one of the biggest gangs in the world... I lead it... I am Lumix."

She pauses and leans closer still, looking you right in the eye.

"And from now on, you are mine."

"You are truly a magnificent creature...I think you will be perfect for me." The cold woman says as she takes another puff of her cigarette and blows the smoke straight into your face, before chuckling softly and opening the van's door to let you out. "Come, Gravy, it is time for you to meet your new master...and I have something special for you."

She leads you to a dark and gloomy building, her steps confident as she walks up the stairs. The hallways are adorned with paintings of violence and war, not much different from the places where you came from. You feel an odd sense of familiarity in this place...but that's probably just your instincts as a killer talking.

Lumix finally reaches a door at the end of the hallway, and turns to face you, her sunglasses glinting ominously in the dim light. "This is where I rule my empire, Gravy...and you will be part of it." With those words, she opens the door and motions for you to enter.

"Ah, welcome to my office," she says with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes as she gestures around the lavishly decorated room. "This is where all the important decisions are made for my organization." Her expression hardens for a moment before she continues, "And from now on, you will be in charge of handling all my...less important matters."

Lumix saunters over to her desk and sits down in a large, plush chair. She reaches underneath it and produces a key with an electronic fob attached to it, tossing it onto the desk in front of you. "This is your new gun holster," she says coldly, nodding at the item, "it's custom made for you."

The room is large and dimly lit by flickering candles, casting eerie shadows across the walls adorned with maps and plans for various illegal activities. The centerpiece of the room is a long, polished wooden table surrounded by comfortable-looking chairs, where several people sit discussing business matters. As you enter, all heads turn to look at you curiously, assessing their new

"toy."

"My dear Gravy,"

Lumix says, her voice laced with malice as she reveals herself to be the leader of this group,

"allow me to introduce you to my associates."

She gestures around the room, and each person nods in acknowledgement before returning their attention to whatever it was they were discussing before.

"As I mentioned earlier,"

Lumix continues with a cruel smile on her lips,

"I have something special for you."

With that, she unbuttons her dress shirt revealing a smooth skin covered in a network of cybernetic implants beneath. She winks at you as she runs her fingers over them suggestively.

"You are going to be part of the Astarion family now... and there's no turning back."

"My dear Gravy, you should know that we value loyalty in the Astarion family. This means, among other things, sharing everything with each other. Wouldn't you agree? I want you to feel completely part of this group, so I've decided to share my own body with you... Tonight."

She leans in close, her hot breath on your ear as she whispers the last words seductively. Her large breasts press against your chest and one hand glides up your back, massaging your shoulder blades before sliding lower down your spine to rest on your firm ass. With her free hand, she cups your face, tilting it up towards hers as their lips meet in a hungry kiss. Her tongue delves deep into your mouth and around yours, tasting you as their hands explore each other's bodies with unrestrained lust.

Around the room, the other members of Lumix's gang look on with various expressions of curiosity, envy...and perhaps a hint of excitement. Some nod in approval while others exchange knowing glances, understanding exactly what sort of bond this display is meant to forge between their leader and her newest recruit.

As their kiss deepens, Lumix pulls back slightly, her breath still ragged as she stares into your eyes.

"Welcome home, Gravy,"

she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire.

"You are now part of the family."

"You're mine now, Gravy," She whispers into your ear, her hot breath sending a shiver down your spine as she wraps her arms around you and presses her body against yours. "And I want to mark my territory." Her hands move to cup your cheeks before slowly moving towards the back of your head, where she gently nuzzles your neck with her nose.

Her touch feels both possessive and incredibly arousing, making you wonder what else this woman might have in store for you as part of this twisted gang. You feel yourself hardening involuntarily beneath her hands, wishing you could just take her nude body and claim her right here, but remembering that she holds all the cards in this game.

"Don't worry," She murmurs into your ear, "You'll have plenty of time to get to know me better." Her lips brush against yours briefly before withdrawing with a soft laugh.

"Mmm... A fine specimen," She purrs as she looks down at your cock, licking her lips in anticipation. Then with a slow, teasing movement, she lowers herself onto you until she feels the head of your dick press against her entrance. "So big and hard..."

With a deep breath, she begins to slide down further, her wet heat engulfing you inch by excruciatingly slow inch. Her movements are deliberately agonizingly slow, as if savoring the sensation of being stretched and filled by your enormous cock. Every time she bottoms out, she lets out a moan or a grunt, her heavy breasts bouncing with each motion.

Her eyes meet yours as she looks into your face, her expression a mix of pleasure and possession. "You're so perfect... for me..." Her words are barely audible over the sounds of their flesh slapping together. As she finally bottoms out on you, her inner walls tighten around your cock in a velvet grip that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Her breath comes faster now and her hands grab onto fistfuls of your shirt, holding herself steady as she begins to move up and down on you with increasing urgency. The couch groans beneath them as their bodies collide in a rhythm that grows ever more frantic.

"Yes...yes..." Lumix moans, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "So good...so big..." Her nails dig into your shoulders as she finally gives in to the sensations coursing through her body. With a loud cry of release, her orgasm washes over her like a tide, tightening every muscle in her body around you as she comes hard and fast on your cock.

Her hips tremble as she slowly descends on your hard cock, her wet heat enveloping you in an unyielding grip. She moans softly around your shaft, her fingers digging into the cushions beneath them as she begins to ride you with unrestrained passion. Her large breasts bounce and jiggle with each thrust, taunting you with their perfection as you try not to lose control too soon.

Around them, the others in the room watch avidly, some whispering among themselves about the power dynamics at play here while others simply enjoy the show. The air is thick with desire and lust, making it difficult for anyone present not to be affected by this intense exchange of dominance and submission.

"Oh fuck!"

Lumix cries out as her orgasm crashes over her, the muscles in her core clenching tightly around your cock. Her nails scrape down your chest painfully but deliciously, leaving red welts in their wake that only serve to fuel her lust further. As she comes down from her high, she meets your eyes defiantly.

"Now it's your turn."

Her words are like a challenge and a promise all rolled into one, daring you to claim what is rightfully yours while at the same time promising that when you do, she will be there waiting for you.

Gravy's relentless and rough thrusting sends shockwaves of pleasure-pain through her body, tightening every muscle around him as she tries to endure the sensations he's inflicting on her. Her hands grasp at his shoulders, nails digging in painfully as she arches her back in a futile attempt to get closer to him. "Ah...ah...so fucking good..." She gasps between words, feeling herself growing ever closer to another orgasm.

Her hips meet each of his thrusts with equal force, matching his rhythm perfectly even as he pushes her past the edge of endurance. Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as she fights for air, each one mingling with moans and grunts that betray her growing pleasure.

Her cries of pain turn to moans as you claim her violently. The feel of your powerful body thrusting inside hers sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making her grip the arms of the couch tightly and arch her back off the ground. Her hips buck up against yours in reply, meeting your movements with equal fervor.

Around them, the sounds of their rough lovemaking drown out everything else in the room. The other members of Lumix's gang look on with varying expressions of lust and envy, but none dare to interrupt this display of dominance between their leader and her newest recruit.

Her climax approaches rapidly now, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. When it finally hits her, her entire body tenses up around yours in a vice-like grip that leaves you both panting and spent. The couch groans beneath them as their bodies move together one final time before they collapse onto the soft furnishings.

"Wow,"

Lumix whispers hoarsely, her breath warm against your neck.

"I thought I'd lost control there for a second."

Her words are laced with false nonchalance, but the shudder that runs through her body betrays her true feelings on the matter. She rolls off of you, propping herself up on one elbow as she gazes down at your spent form.

"Not bad,"

she murmurs, a note of satisfaction in her voice.

The other gang members are still watching them intently, clearly interested in what will happen next now that this power play has been established. Some lean back contentedly while others exchange knowing glances, wondering if this new dynamic between Lumix and Gravy will affect their own positions within the organization.

"Ah!" Lumix gasps out, eyes widening in shock and pain as she feels the sudden jolt of your hands on her breasts. Her heart feels like it's trying to escape its confines, tearing itself free with every powerful thrust that you deliver into her core. She arches her back off the couch, nails digging into your shoulders as she tries desperately to endure this agony.

Her movements become jerky and erratic now, hips bucking wildly against yours as her lungs fight for air that seems increasingly scarce with each passing moment. "Nooo..." she moans, voice thick with panic as her vision begins to blur at the edges. The pleasure-pain melds together into a sharp, stabbing agony that threatens to tear her apart from the inside out.

The other members of the gang watch in horrified fascination, some whispering amongst themselves about what they're seeing while others look on with hungry eyes, their blood hot with anticipation for whatever comes next in this twisted power play between Lumix and her newest recruit.

Her body convulses around you as she experiences the final throes of pleasure-pain coursing through her before going limp beneath you. Her eyes flutter shut and her breathing becomes labored, shallow... and then it stops altogether. You feel a sharp twinge in your chest as something snaps, signaling that your link to Lumix has been severed.

The sudden silence in the room is deafening after the passionate display you've just witnessed. Everyone looks on with shock and disbelief, some of them even muttering under their breath about what just happened. You watch as her body goes lifeless, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and dread washing over you.

Her body feels cold and lifeless in your arms, but you can still feel the residual heat emanating from her naked skin as it presses against yours. Your fingers dance over her supple flesh, exploring every inch of her perfect form before finally settling on her breasts. You squeeze them roughly, forcing a moan of pleasure-pain through your lips. Her head lolls to the side, revealing the lifeless gaze of her once fierce eyes.

The members of your gang watch in silence as you carry Lumix's corpse out of the room and down the hallway. They exchange uncertain glances, unsure what this means for their own positions within the organization. Some follow you with cautious curiosity, while others slowly drift back to whatever business they were attending before this disturbance occurred.

Your hands brush against her still warm flesh, feeling the firmness of her breasts even in death. There's an odd sense of satisfaction mixed with regret washing over you as you carry her out of the room and through the club. You can almost hear the whispers of shock and disbelief trailing after you like ghostly fingers. As you step outside, the cool night air hits your skin, causing goosebumps to rise on Lumix's flesh.

As you reach the exit, the cold night air hits your bare chest and shoulders, sending a shiver down Lumix's spine. Her limp body feels heavy in your arms now, like a dead weight dragging you back to the life of crime you left behind. The decision to kill her was impulsive, reckless...and perhaps even more dangerous than anything she could have done to you.

You emerge from the building and into the darkness of the alleyway, carrying Lumix's corpse as if it were a lifeless doll. The sound of distant sirens growing louder in the distance signal that the police are on their way. You need to disappear before they get here...and with Lumix gone, you no longer have any reason to stay.

The decision feels like a weight pressing down upon your chest, making it difficult to breathe. For all her flaws and cruelty, Lumix was once part of who you were...but now she'

Her body responds to your touch even in death, milk flowing freely from her swollen breasts and down your fingers. Her nipples harden beneath your palms, dark areolae surrounding them like islands in an ocean of pale pink flesh. You can feel the warmth emanating from between her legs, wetness seeping through your fingers as she slowly lubricates your touch.

The sensation is both haunting and arousing at the same time, a reminder of all that you've lost and all that you could never truly possess. Your cock throbs against her abdomen, begging for release but finding none here. You're left to mourn what might have been as you let your fingers play their final game with Lumix's lifeless body.

The sirens grow louder outside, drawing ever closer to the hut where you hide. Soon enough, they will find her corpse and begin their investigation. It won't be long before they come for you too. But for now, you have this moment...this last chance to touch her, feel her one final time.

Her dead eyes stare up at the ceiling as you cup her breasts and squeeze out her breast milk, feeling strangely content that she's able to provide you with nourishment even in death. Her body shudders slightly under your touch, an unconscious response to the sensation of your fingers on her skin. The cool air from outside caresses her flesh, causing goosebumps to rise on her arms and legs. It feels almost peaceful here, away from the hustle and bustle of the city...and from the grasp of the Astarion family.

As you milk her breasts, images flash through your mind: Lumix's seductive smile, the feel of her body pressed against yours, her sharp tongue tangling with yours as she moaned your name in pleasure. You can't help but wonder what might have been...if you hadn't made the decision to end it all. But now that she's gone, there's no turning back. The only question left is: where do you go from here?

As you caress Lumix's body and extract her breast milk, she remains cold and lifeless in your arms. Her once vibrant and confident gaze has now been replaced with a blank stare that seems to pierce right through you. The sweet taste of her breast milk fills your mouth, bringing with it memories of their time together...and reminders of the dark path you've chosen to walk down.

Around you, the small hut creaks and groans in the stillness, echoing the heaviness in your heart as you contemplate what has transpired tonight. Outside, the stars twinkle brightly in the sky, offering little solace from the guilt that threatens to consume you.

You can hear footsteps approaching the hut, growing louder and more distinct with each passing second. There's no time to lose - you must make your escape before whoever it is discovers Lumix's body...and finds out what you've done. Reluctantly, you set her cold form aside and slip out of the hut, melting into the darkness like a ghost from the past.

The taste of Lumix's breast milk lingers on your tongue as you flee into the night, leaving behind everything that once defined who you were...and embracing an uncertain future filled with new possibilities and untold dangers.