Hours seem to pass before the thugs finally decide that they've had their fun. One by one, they pull out of you, leaving trails of cum leaking from your abused body as they go. The leader grabs a handful of your hair and roughly yanks you back onto your feet, grinning maliciously down at you.

"Now get the fuck out of here before we change our minds," he growls, shoving you roughly in the direction of the alleyway.

The thug sneers at your challenge, grabbing your hair tighter and forcing you to look up at him. "Oh, you didn't think we were done with this tight little cunt did you?" He nods towards his companions who immediately grab your limbs and hold you down against the filthy ground again.

He unzips his pants, pulling out his huge black cock which is already rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. "Let me show you what happens when you run your mouth around here."

As Damien and his guards stared, slack-jawed, at the display before them, Princess Lucy allowed herself a moment of release. With a primal scream that echoed through the alley, she climaxed powerfully, her orgasm radiating outwards and enveloping the porno bots in a blinding flash of light.

The aftermath was chaos. Damien and his guards lay scattered about the alley, some unconscious, others writhing in pain as they clutched at their wounds. The porno bots had vanished once more, leaving behind only a lingering sense of disbelief and awe. Princess Lucy stood over them all, her chest heaving from exertion and relief, as she realized that she had somehow won this round against the mean bully prince who hated her.

For now, at least, she was free...