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All characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18.
Yor had dealt with many opponents in her life, as a contract killer she was fast, deadly and precise. This mission was no different, she took out all the targets as instructed and was about to leave, but a young man stood in her way, armed with a pistol. Yor quickly managed to disarm the boy when she hurled one of her needles at his hand and not a second later she attacked the boy. The mysterious boy could keep up better than normal agents could, but he was still no match for Yor. All it took was three bone-breaking kicks, which the boy had trouble parrying, and the fight was over, the only problem remaining was how the boy knew where to find Yor and who she was.

Yor's gaze was dark, her red eyes glowing and she looked like a rabid beast as she approached the boy. She grabbed his hair and pulled him up by it, so high that the smaller man floated a little in the air. "Who do you work for?" Yor asked sternly, to which the boy tried to answer I say nothing, but just as he was about to speak, Yor's knee hit him in the stomach with inhuman strength, sending the young assassin spitting to the ground. Yor's kick was so inhumanly strong that the boy painfully broke 2 ribs from it alone.

"Let's see if you're still quiet after that," Yor told him threateningly and grabbed both his arms. Luke felt Yor's iron grip on both his arms. He tried to free himself, but there was nothing he could do to counter her strength. She pressed her toes to his lips and the boy couldn't even grit his teeth to stop it. He knew how strong Yor was and feared she would destroy his teeth with her superhuman strength. Slowly she pushed her foot into his mouth, which was incredibly humiliating to be degraded like this by the woman he was about to be done to. When all the toes filled his mouth, it was uncomfortable, but it wasn't nearly enough to make Luke talk.

But that was just the beginning. With a cruelly bloodthirsty look, Yor pushed her foot in a little further. She could force the whole foot into his mouth immediately with her inhuman strength, but that wouldn't be as effective as doing it slowly. Instead, his mouth was now filled with a third of her foot, his tongue pressed against the sole, causing him to lick it involuntarily. His mouth was so full it hurt. Luke tried to release his hands from her grip and free his mouth by wiggling his head back and forth, but nothing worked.

But even now the hitman, who had been trained to endure such things, remained silent. Unfortunately, Yor didn't care, she was expecting exactly that, so she pushed her foot even deeper into his mouth and pulled harder on his arms, forcing half her foot into his mouth. The boy gagged and coughed, unable to breathe. His tongue was trapped under Yor's sole and he had to endure her frightening and merciless gaze while she painfully scratched his mouth with the wiggle of her toes.

She didn't even let him think about whether he might want to give up as she pulled on his arms once more and pushed her foot deeper and deeper into his mouth. Luke felt his jaw about to collapse and his lips stretched to the limit. The foot was destroying his insides and there was nothing he could do about it except gag and cough. When his tongue somehow managed to get out of his mouth, it hit the heel of Yor's foot and Luke realized in disgust how deep it was in his mouth.

He gagged and choked, almost crying as he begged Yor not to go any deeper. But he could neither speak nor gesticulate, his body was completely immobilized. Desperately, he screamed "MHHHHHHH" as Yor twisted her foot back and forth to torture him even more. Luke could only hope that she would let go of him soon, because he didn't know how much more he could take.

"Are you going to talk?" asked Yor as she looked coldly at the suffering boy, the boy nodded immediately, which looked pathetic with Yor's almost whole foot in his mouth. But he was lucky, Yor actually took her foot out of his mouth and dropped it to the ground again. Where the boy immediately threw up from all the gagging and mouth fucking.

Barely recovered, he felt Yor's muscular calves around his neck, ready to finish him off if necessary. "I work alone. I came after you and your family because you killed my boss. You fucking monster, I'm going to..." the young one fell silent as Yor's calves crushed his neck between them. Yor had learned what she wanted and no longer had any use for the boy.

The young assassin could feel Yor's ass right above his head and Yor's legs tightening. They gripped his neck so tightly that when he tried to grab Yor's legs, he was still hanging in the air. His eyes were wide as Yor slowly killed him, not out of efficiency, but purely out of a desire to make him pay for his insults. Yor's legs were now pressed so tightly together that even their calves could touch each other.

"Uaaaa wargg arrrgh" the boy choked. Originally he wanted to curse Yor, but nothing more than this stifled moan came out of his mouth. The last thing he felt was Yor making a small movement to the left before she quickly twisted his neck to the right and snapped the boy's neck.

Description
All characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18.
Yor had dealt with many opponents in her life, as a contract killer she was fast, deadly and precise. This mission was no different, she took out all the targets as instructed and was about to leave, but a young man stood in her way, armed with a pistol. Yor quickly managed to disarm the boy when she hurled one of her needles at his hand and not a second later she attacked the boy. The mysterious boy could keep up better than normal agents could, but he was still no match for Yor. All it took was three bone-breaking kicks, which the boy had trouble parrying, and the fight was over, the only problem remaining was how the boy knew where to find Yor and who she was.

Yor's gaze was dark, her red eyes glowing and she looked like a rabid beast as she approached the boy. She grabbed his hair and pulled him up by it, so high that the smaller man floated a little in the air. "Who do you work for?" Yor asked sternly, to which the boy tried to answer I say nothing, but just as he was about to speak, Yor's knee hit him in the stomach with inhuman strength, sending the young assassin spitting to the ground. Yor's kick was so inhumanly strong that the boy painfully broke 2 ribs from it alone.

"Let's see if you're still quiet after that," Yor told him threateningly and grabbed both his arms. Luke felt Yor's iron grip on both his arms. He tried to free himself, but there was nothing he could do to counter her strength. She pressed her toes to his lips and the boy couldn't even grit his teeth to stop it. He knew how strong Yor was and feared she would destroy his teeth with her superhuman strength. Slowly she pushed her foot into his mouth, which was incredibly humiliating to be degraded like this by the woman he was about to be done to. When all the toes filled his mouth, it was uncomfortable, but it wasn't nearly enough to make Luke talk.

But that was just the beginning. With a cruelly bloodthirsty look, Yor pushed her foot in a little further. She could force the whole foot into his mouth immediately with her inhuman strength, but that wouldn't be as effective as doing it slowly. Instead, his mouth was now filled with a third of her foot, his tongue pressed against the sole, causing him to lick it involuntarily. His mouth was so full it hurt. Luke tried to release his hands from her grip and free his mouth by wiggling his head back and forth, but nothing worked.

But even now the hitman, who had been trained to endure such things, remained silent. Unfortunately, Yor didn't care, she was expecting exactly that, so she pushed her foot even deeper into his mouth and pulled harder on his arms, forcing half her foot into his mouth. The boy gagged and coughed, unable to breathe. His tongue was trapped under Yor's sole and he had to endure her frightening and merciless gaze while she painfully scratched his mouth with the wiggle of her toes.

She didn't even let him think about whether he might want to give up as she pulled on his arms once more and pushed her foot deeper and deeper into his mouth. Luke felt his jaw about to collapse and his lips stretched to the limit. The foot was destroying his insides and there was nothing he could do about it except gag and cough. When his tongue somehow managed to get out of his mouth, it hit the heel of Yor's foot and Luke realized in disgust how deep it was in his mouth.

He gagged and choked, almost crying as he begged Yor not to go any deeper. But he could neither speak nor gesticulate, his body was completely immobilized. Desperately, he screamed "MHHHHHHH" as Yor twisted her foot back and forth to torture him even more. Luke could only hope that she would let go of him soon, because he didn't know how much more he could take.

"Are you going to talk?" asked Yor as she looked coldly at the suffering boy, the boy nodded immediately, which looked pathetic with Yor's almost whole foot in his mouth. But he was lucky, Yor actually took her foot out of his mouth and dropped it to the ground again. Where the boy immediately threw up from all the gagging and mouth fucking.

Barely recovered, he felt Yor's muscular calves around his neck, ready to finish him off if necessary. "I work alone. I came after you and your family because you killed my boss. You fucking monster, I'm going to..." the young one fell silent as Yor's calves crushed his neck between them. Yor had learned what she wanted and no longer had any use for the boy.

The young assassin could feel Yor's ass right above his head and Yor's legs tightening. They gripped his neck so tightly that when he tried to grab Yor's legs, he was still hanging in the air. His eyes were wide as Yor slowly killed him, not out of efficiency, but purely out of a desire to make him pay for his insults. Yor's legs were now pressed so tightly together that even their calves could touch each other.

"Uaaaa wargg arrrgh" the boy choked. Originally he wanted to curse Yor, but nothing more than this stifled moan came out of his mouth. The last thing he felt was Yor making a small movement to the left before she quickly twisted his neck to the right and snapped the boy's neck.