Clone, Onyx Kim, stands guard in her bright yellow bikini with intent to keep any baddies at bay. She confirms an “all clear” as the scene is deemed safe from any intruders. Despite her keen sense of awareness she’s blasted in the chest with a silenced shot that sends her back toward the bed. She crawls atop desperately with the intent to nurse her injuries, then is flipped onto her back with another shot. She lies in spread eagle faintly writhing and lead pierces her beautifully toned body, surging her body upwards from the painful recoils. She sits up in an attempt to gain leverage, but more rounds send her sprawled against the headboard where she lies vulnerable for more. Endless bullets enter her core, spiking her body upwards. With her vitality sapped, she lies with widespread legs and her belly pulsing deeply to replenish oxygen. The assailant continues the post-KO barrage with more rounds making her jerk and moan feebly as she lies helpless.
The next scenario sees the next Onyx clone enter the room to discover her fellow replica missing. A surprise shot to the neck hits Onyx critically as she drops her gun and gradually sinks to the mats in a derri “aired” heap. She softly groans from the debilitating projectile and the hidden assassin plugs her with another endless round of shells. Her body gyrates in pain as her ass kisses the sky. The intense pain motivates her to wriggle around despite the utter lack of strength. An impactful shell splats her body to the mats and she achingly tries to rise only to be dropped to the mats and left grinding her lady parts against the mats in agonizing fashion. Follow-up snipes pop her rear into the air, then send her back to tribbing the ground. When there’s nothing left, her movements come to end and she blinks from the scene with her energy depleted.
The last clone on the premises makes her arrival, lost as to what happened to her sisters. The ladykiller blasts her in the chest, dropping her against the bed as she favors her wound. Onyx attempts crawling away in a panic but is laid on her face with another silenced shot. Seemingly favoring her compromising position she grinds against the surface moaning in mental limbo. Consecutive shots shoot her cheeks into the air as she squirms on her stomach. Onyx transitions to lying face down on all fours and continually withstanding the incoming shells. Her pelvis bounces up and down from the soft mattress as a result of her painful struggling and powerful jerks. She endures mag after mag till she meets the same fate as the previous clone and her perished frame warps from the scene.
Silenced pistol KOs
Excess shots KOs
Post-KO deep inhales/exhales
Derri “air” KO pose
Derri “air” KO grinding
Length: 37 min