Cops and robbers

"Whats wroooooooong hat lady?" Jinx mocked, shaking the nearly-unconscious Caitlyn, smirked down at the woman as she threw her onto the ground, her large purple strap on dripping with liquid forced out of Cait over the better part of an hour. Pulling out her cell phone and snapping a few choice shots, she giggled to herself as she texted them to Vi. "Fathands will proooobably be mad as hell, but that's part of the fun!" she said to herself as the phone jingled suddenly, raising an eyebrow as she looked at her phone, surprised to see a picture of the warehouse she was in. The ringtone went off again, and another picture, looking through a window with the blue haired girl sitting, confused. Eyes wide now, her head shot up as she looked around nervously, before a loud crash alerted her of Vi's arrival, a large mechanical hand closing on her head and forcing it into the ground. "Hold on." she grunted, as the sound of keys on a phone went off, before Jinx's ring tone went off again, no doubt a picture of her pasted to the ground. Jinx could feel the strapon being ripped from her waist, alongside her shorts. She knew exactly where this was going, and braced herself as she waited for Vi's revenge. It came violently, as she could feel the oversized strap on get buried deep in her unwilling pussy. Depite, or maybe because of the force Jinx could feel herself heat up, her pussy slick, her hips lifted from the ground, and her toes curling in her shoes. It was always so sexy when Vi was rough with her, and this time was no exception. Satisfied with how deep the toy was buried, Vi stood up and punched Jinx straight in the gut, winding her as an almost comical expression slide across her face, tongue hanging out as she convulsed in orgasm. "Fuckin' freak.." she grunted as she walked away, slinging the still-unconscious Cait over her shoulder and disappearing into the darkness.

"I wonder how to get fathands to abuse me MORE next time?"