Thread: Empire - City of Wonder (Black_Out and The Supple Nail)

Green eyes watched with intense curiosity across the chasm of swirling winds that existed between the upward spiraling shapes of the gleaming skyscrapers that crowned the center of Empire City's holdings. Evan Reynolt, despite all appearances, was no ordinary man and through the thick fog of night he observed something that caused a fluctuation of emotions to stir in his body. For once, he felt some measure of pleasure build within his veins as he allowed his mind to drift to carnal thoughts of the distant figure crouched so high above the swirling lights and motions of the city beneath them. He imagined her, taking the place of the meek woman kneeling between his legs. The idea of her glossy red lips parted around his hardened cock, her heroic stature vanquished as she was forced into a life of submission to his every diabolical whim. It caused Evan to feel a thrill that he had all but given up on ever sensing again in his life. Manicured nails reflected the soft yellow neon lights as his slender fingers, laden with rings of precious metals and exquisite gem stones, tightened upon the chrome railing at the edge of the balcony. The poor girl with red flowing hair kneeling between his legs found herself working more diligently as she sensed his growing arousal and foolishly thought it was from her own doing. As Evan observed the graceful plummet of Wonder Woman from her perch he found his grasping hands tightening like vices across the length of the railing and caught himself moments before they cracked under that pressure. As Diana vanished into the abyss of the city below, his excitement passed away as her luscious form was lost to his wanting forest green eyes. I'm done with you. For now. He spoke without looking to the meager little slave girl he had acquired recently as he drew his hands away from the railing and adjusted his cuff-links. Go on, wait for me in the hot tub. One hand flicked out to the right, fingertips gesturing to the sunken shape of a pool of blue water that glowed with wisps of steam and gentle underwater lights further down the trailing floor of the balcony. Expensive brown leather dress shoes turned before she even had a chance to process his request, leaving his cock to slurp audibly out of the depths of her moist mouth. Those polished shoes, lined with delicately crafted decorative arrangements of differing shades of brown leather led him towards the closed double doors of steel hard glass that hid the interior of the massive penthouse beyond them from view. Sentry, open the balcony doors. His voice, calm and assured of his stature here rose up over the winds that swept across the lavish deck that circled about his immaculate home. Bring up any and all live feeds concerning Wonder Woman and display them on the monitors in the living room. I want to know what she is up too now. His breath turned slightly shaky as he stuffed his manhood back under his trousers and zipped them fully closed. Right away, at once, sir. A rather pleasant sounding and accommodating male voice responded from deftly hidden speakers that were nearest his immediate location. The stout glass doors, made of composite materials that were akin to the armoring of a tank slid open at the beckoning of the A.I.'s control over them. As Evan passed through them they waited a brief second until the hidden hydraulics whispered their hisses and brought them closed behind him. Already an arrangement of flat monitors that decorated the majority of one wall began to flicker to life. Seems she is responding to a rather tense stand off between the police and the Karletto Brothers and their gang. 4634 Amehurst Ave, which is an unused and outdated assortment of small office complex's that you still own sir. I have a live feed from the interior security systems, allow me to bring that up. Would you like it on the central monitor sir. Excellent, Sentry. Yes, go ahead and place the interior feed on the big screen for me. I'd very much like to have a front row seat for this. Evan smiled as his fingertips laced across the plush smooth fabric of a leather sofa that had been imported from France. If you could set the fire place to a modest level and bring the temperature up to seventy degrees. His eyes wandered over the monitors, watching as Diana launched herself into the complex with complete reckless abandon through a window on the second floor. Orange and yellow lights quickly danced across his features from the warming flames that had risen within the confines of the ornate marble tiled fireplace that the monitors were all arrayed around. Make sure to record all of this as well, and call Conquest for me. If she keeps getting in our way we might have to move on Wonder Woman sooner rather then later. Evan crossed one long leg across the knee of his other after he had lowered himself into the comforting depths of the large horseshoe shaped sofa of softly burnt brown leather. Of course sir. I'll bring him up at once on the coffee table monitor. The all to human sounding electronic voice happily obliged the request as Evan turned his attentions to the massive screen that dominated the others and watched while Wonder Woman made quick work of the assembled gang within. Impressive, so very impressive. He murmured to himself while one hand slid down to stroke across his crotch while he observed the Amazon's movements in earnest. Meanwhile, at that very address. Andrew Karletto looked to his twin brother Steven with an expression that was at first one of shock as few deflected bullets from their cohorts on the level below tore up through the floor boards. That look of shock quickly dropped away and was replaced with abject terror as they briefly heard one of their men down there yell out something about Wonder Woman. That was about all the warning they needed to make a hasty retreat as the sounds of the brief scuffle and the abrupt grunts and cries of pain were taken over by silence from the second floor.. Oh, fuck this. Steven gasped out as he leveled his high powered assault rifle towards the floor and began to randomly, and indiscriminately blast round after round of armor piercing bullets back down at the second level. He back pedaled towards the steps that led up towards the roof of the three story office complex while his brother didn't hesitate to run for that avenue of escape. His loud stomping strides were quite easily heard upon the ceiling above Diana as Steven followed after him after emptying an entire clip that littered the floor around him with spent shells. Go..go..go.. He shouted out to his brother, urging their flight as they raced up the steps for what they hoped would be the safety of the rooftop. Andrew slung his bulky shoulder into the door and tumbled out onto the roof, looking around wildly as he tried to frantically get back to his feet as his brother emerged just a few seconds behind him. What the fuck are we gonna do? He blabbered as he turned his own instrument of death and destruction towards the open doorway while Steven fumbled to reload while he ducked behind the cover of a nearby quiet antiquated air conditioning unit. Shut..up, she's just a woman. Last edited Oct 24, 2018