The steady bleeping of a machine tells you that you’re probably in a hospital, but as you open your eyes and see the bustling facility around you, you realize that you’re in the AIM Research Sector of the HYDRA building.
Scientists guiltily look at you as you rise up, breaking free of the numerous straps and sensors that are attached to your body. You don’t mind the fact that they are monitoring you- there’s not much to learn about you, other than your weaknesses.
You walk up to one of the scientists who looks to be their leader- he has a number of pins and carries himself with more confidence and composure. You ask him to show you what data he has collected- after all, you explain to him, you never really found out the true extent of your abilities, and are curious about your own body.
This is, of course, a lie, but you wish to know what they found out about you. The scientists glance at each other, as if what they’re about to do is forbidden, but they reluctantly pull out a series of charts on a computer, explaining your various physical capabilities. You nod and you ah at the right times, seemingly curious, but you know that they have barely scratched the surface of your abilities. They weren’t even close to discovering your secret- you ask them if they know what knocked you out, and they respond that a simple punch like the one thrown at you should never have been able to do that.
Convinced that your secret is safe, you’re about to leave the room, a woman, wearing a green top and bottom, showing her hot midriff. After a few seconds scanning your mind, you realize that she’s Carmilla Black, or Scorpion. She gazes sternly at the scientists, and they wilt, but she doesn’t so much as reprimand them as walk away, casually tossing you a slip of paper on your way out.
You think the men for what they have done for you, and you exit the Sector, looking down on your paper. It appears to be another schedule for you- you keep seeming to lose them, but it can’t really be helped. You find that you’re supposed to be in AIM’s Training Facility, and so you head off there.
When you finally arrive at the Facility, you see the room number that matches yours- number 690. You look in, and see that Carmilla is in there, training against numerous holograms. She notices you, and waves you in, dropping her cool demeanor, and you wonder what’s going on. As you enter, she waves down the holograms, and explains to you that you’re supposed to check the quality of the holograms here.
You nod blankly, staring at her breasts, and she seems to notice, but doesn’t mind. In fact, she leans forwards as she speaks, revealing more of her cleavage, and you watch with lust as they glisten with her sweat. You put a hand out, grasping a firm tit with your hand, feeling the plushness, and she gasps, but doesn’t resist.
A spark of lust dances across her eyes, and you wrap your other arm around her, pulling her into a deep kiss. Your tongue clashes with hers as the two of you vie for control, wrestling with each other. Eventually, you push her down to the ground, mauling her triple-D cup breasts with one hand, your other pulling off her clothes. First comes off her top- it’s barely more than a bra, and she wears nothing beneath it.
The dark red nipples that bounce free are so inviting that you suckle them, and she gasps in pleasure as you flick your tongue over each one. Your hand proceeds to remove her green lingerie, and as she has been undressing you all the while, you position your cock by her pussy.
You eagerly push in, and you’re surprised when blood trickles out of her cunt. She moans out, whether from pain or pleasure, you don’t know, but the fact that she’s a virgin arouses you even more. Her tight twat reflexively squeezes around your cock, her juices lubricating your quick movements, and she doesn’t seem to mind.
Moving your hands around her round ass, you help her settle into her quick rhythm by forcing her ass upwards, and she soon orgasms, screaming in delight. Her nails dig deep into your back, leaving gash marks that quickly heal, and you pound even more fiercely into her, getting more of that squishy ass all the while.
Finally, you feel the urge to cum, and you pull out, spilling your seed onto the ground. She looks at your limp cock curiously, stroking it, and she smiles at you. It seems that many of the women here at HYDRA HQ just can’t get enough of your cock, but you don’t mind.
“I guess we can say that the holograms work and are an efficient training tool- the room certainly gave me some new experiences today,” she says, grinning, and the two of you leave the room dressed, but don’t bother to clean up the mess you make.
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