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The Bitch of King’s Row	By : HatofulHatefucker Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 17868 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Kneeling in the corner of the alleyway, Widow scans the payload through her scope, taking out a few more easy targets. Blocking out all distractions, zeroing in on her prey one by one, she picks off the entire team, her motions without hesitation. She operated like a killing machine, cold and apathetic.

She was sure no more distractions would come her way. Nothing would get in the way of her mission… Not even… The mutt from before, poking around her body. Her focus falters, the dog lovingly licking her cheeks, his tail wagging obliviously. She grunts and shoves him away, looking back through her scope, gritting her teeth…

Widow snarls, the dog’s cold nose exploring her body, straying between her thighs. He laps at the slick material of her catsuit until Widow kicks him away, shutting out all distractions once more and refocusing all of her efforts on making sure the payload doesn’t move a single inch. It hadn’t moved much since the match started, but she wouldn’t be caught off-guard.

The mutt’s antics are but white noise as Widow forcibly shuts out all other distractions, holding her breath, focused entirely on the match. She empties her rifle, not missing a single shot. She keeps her attention to the fight, blocking out everything… The presence of the dog over her… Its paws on her hips… Something… hot, pressed against her ass…

Widow finally whips around, her frustrations boiling. The dopey mutt had mounted her, grinding his wet cock against the ass crease of her catsuit. “Ugh…! Disgusting, filthy mutt!” She mutters, kicking him away once more. She ignores his low growl, rolling her eyes as she attempts to get back to the match.

The mutt’s attempts to mount her only get more persistent as she finds herself needing to shove him off continuously. His growls get louder as he’s pushed and kicked around, finally snapping and biting while Widow has her back turned… His teeth sink into her tight suit, tearing a large chunk and exposing a generous portion of her lower backside.

“U-ugh! You–!” Widow snarls, curling her lip as she turns to deal with the dog once and for all. Her vengeance is interrupted, however, the mutt’s heavy body mounting her again, knocking her to her knees. His cock glides between her exposed ass cheeks, leaving trails of precum along her thighs.

Widow trembles in anger, her face heating up… If she could feel anything besides murderous intent, she would feel a lot of things right now. Shame, embarrassment, humiliation… She reaches back and claws a fistful of the mutt’s dirty, matted fur.

Her rifle clatters to the ground, her lips pursed as she exhales sharply. Her body quivers, tightly clenching the fur she was about to rip out. It was in. Widow’s hips are pulled back, the dog’s rough thrusting rocking her body, his cock pumping into her tight ass.

Amélie was programmed to feel very little pain… Her time with Talon had numbed her. The dog’s fat cock, tearing into her unprepared ass with only his own precum as lube… She could feel it, the oddly stimulating sensation… The dull pain.

It takes her a moment to recover from the shock, coming back to reality… “Merde… You… Disgusting, filthy animal…” She hisses through grit teeth, tugging the dog’s fur, her hand shaking. Her face was hot… As hot as her cold, lifeless body would allow.

Gunfire explodes nearby, Widow’s body tensing up… If she had a heart, it would’ve skipped a beat. The payload had gotten closer. If her team… If anyone were to see her like this…? The proud, ruthless sniper, being bred like a bitch… Widow scrambles for her gun, allowing the dog to take her ass.

Through the scope she could see them, getting closer. She struggled to hold her gun still, her body jerking back and forth as the mutt pounds away at her jiggling ass. Widow was trained to operate under all sorts of conditions… She wasn’t trained for this situation, but she would make things work.

“Worthless… pathetic… miserable creature…!” Widow’s tongue hangs from her lips as she spits venom at the beast using her body, her finger tightening on the trigger with each breath, a life ending with each word. She refused to let her flawless aim be marred by this… animal.

“When… I’ve killed… them all… Your… pitiful life… is… Nngh… A-ah…!” Widow’s threats cuts off as the endorphin rush overpowers her. She felt so alive… Killing was what gave her life meaning. What made her feel… It was different now, though… The complicated emotions she could feel only so briefly… The fleeting moment where she could feel it all. Pain, pleasure, shame, humiliation, satisfaction… It was intoxicating, her body starved of sensation for so long…

Amélie fires off another round of shots, nailing each one, the payload being pushed back. Her fingers were spasming, her entire body convulsing. Her aim was getting worse by the second, her body twitching as the dog’s thick, red cock forces its way deep into her ass. She wanted to keep feeling. She needed to keep killing…

The dog’s monstrous knot presses to her ass, smacking against her cheeks as it struggles to make its way into her asshole. Amélie whines as it forcefully enters, tearing into her violently. She drops her gun again, clawing the filthy alleyway pavement, reaching back and holding onto the mutt’s scruffy neck as she’s knotted.

“N-ngh…! F-filthy mutt! Fuck…!” Amélie moans out loud, as much as she tried to keep herself quiet. She couldn’t pull herself together at this point, she was too far gone. She tugs the dog’s shaggy head to hers, the both of them panting as she sloppily attempts to kiss him. Their tongues wrestle, the proud assassin loving every second as she makes out with the nasty, wretched animal she loathed minutes eariler. She wouldn’t be able to stay like this forever. Her body was trained to return to its former state… But she wanted to keep the feeling as long as she could.

“O-oh… O-ooh…! O-ouh là là…!” Amélie gasps, the sensation flooding her body, the mutt’s hot, filthy cum not too long after. Her body spasms as a rare orgasm shoots through her, her ass pumped full of the dog’s seed, overflowing and oozing down her ass and thighs… Her body twitches, her energy spent, blissfully soaking up every second of this feeling…

The gunfire gets closer and closer… It wouldn’t be long now…
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