This one feels like it was written by someone who actually hates the main guy a little, and I mean that in a good way. You start as this tired delivery dude, running around, dropping packages, trying not to screw up, and of course he keeps screwing up. Wrong address, broken box, late order, all the usual crap. And then she shows up. Not as some magical savior or sexy boss out of nowhere, more like that woman you bump into on the street and you just know your day is going to get worse but you still look back at her ass. She clocks immediately that he’s weak in the knees, the type who’ll say “no” with his mouth and “yes” with his whole body, and she just goes, “Okay, you’re mine now,” without even needing to say it directly. The game doesn’t treat it like some huge destiny thing. It’s more like, you had bad luck, then you had worse luck, and now your bad luck has a hot, cruel smile and a quiet apartment.

What I liked is how the control starts small. She texts him while he’s still working deliveries, tells him to come over “just for a minute,” and you know that minute is not going to be a minute. You can try to act tough, try to keep your dignity, but the game loves to catch you in those in-between moments. Her making you wait on your knees in the hallway while she finishes a phone call in the other room, you staring at the floor, hearing only her voice through the door while your dick is already hard in your pants, that kind of thing. Nothing crazy happening, but you feel like a dog that trained itself. Then she starts playing with you more directly. The first time she strokes you off, it’s not this loving, porn-style handjob. She treats your cock like a toy she bought by mistake and is trying to decide if she’ll return it. Slow, lazy, almost bored, talking more about how pathetic you look than about how good you feel. She doesn’t even let you come right away, and when she finally does, she makes you watch where the cum lands like she’s grading you. It’s humiliating but also kind of funny, in a very mean way.

The pegging stuff is where the game really stops pretending she’s “nice.” She warms you up with teasing, makes you do stupid little things first, like masturbate for her while she sits there fully dressed, not touching you, only correcting your posture or telling you to moan louder because “the neighbors can’t hear properly.” By the time she actually pulls out the strap, you already betrayed yourself ten times. The scene that stuck in my head is when she pushes into you the first time and doesn’t praise you, doesn’t say you’re doing good, she just comments on how tight you are like you’re a stubborn jar she’s opening. There’s a moment where MC tries to hold some pride, tries not to make a sound, and the game lets you choose if you keep quiet or finally beg. Either way, she wins, but the flavor changes. If you beg, she smiles and rides your ass with this almost gentle cruelty, whispering how this is all you’re good for. If you stay stubborn, she gets colder, more mocking, and makes you come from it without even touching your cock. After that, every delivery job feels different, like the packages you carry are less heavy than the thought that at any moment she can text you one word and you’ll drop everything and go. The 3D models sell a lot of this just with her expression alone, the small eyebrow lifts, the little smirk when you embarrass yourself. I wish the UI didn’t hide half the lower screen during some scenes, it pissed me off more than it should, but then she’d grab the protagonist by the hair again and I forgot what I was complaining about. There’s a weird warmth too, like she’s not a cartoon villain, more like that strict mentor you really shouldn’t jerk off thinking about, while you’re literally jerking off because of her.

This one feels like something you find at the bottom of an old sailor’s trunk, sticky rum stain on it and all. You’re not some heroic captain, you’re a pissed-off, half-drunk pirate who just grabbed a brunette off the enemy ship, and the game never pretends it’s romantic. It’s rough, dirty, and kind of mean in that way that makes my dancer brain start building a routine in my head. I kept imagining myself on stage with a fake ship wheel and a rope, stomping in high heels, throwing my hair back like I just got dragged below deck. The girl’s tied up and you’re basically testing what she can take. The whole thing moves with that slow, mean rhythm, like a lapdance that starts playful and then your hands slide just a bit too tight around his throat and everyone in the front row stops breathing.

The “game” stuff is actually stupid simple but it got inside my head anyway. You’re hunting for hotspots on her body, like you’re learning her map, except instead of islands it’s nipples, thighs, mouth, all that. Some spots feel like they should react more and they just… don’t, and that annoyed me in a small way I kept thinking about after I closed the tab. Hold the mouse down, watch a progress bar fill, and you’re basically cranking up her misery level. It sounds boring written like this, but there’s this weird hypnosis when you keep that button pressed, like you’re holding her there, not letting her breathe. I wish it punished you more when you slip or let go early, but it just kind of shrugs and lets you keep going, like a lazy dungeon master who’s had one drink too many. The BDSM vibe is straight to the point, no safe words, no negotiation talk, just a captive girl and a drunk bastard who wants to use her. It’s hot and also kind of ugly at the same time, which is exactly why I kept replaying one scene where she’s there, helpless, and you’re choosing which tool to pick next. In my head I’m backstage, bra half off, watching the loading bar on my phone between numbers and thinking “yeah, I could build a whole number around just that stupid little bar filling up while I grind on a chair.” The pirate thing barely matters after a while, it just becomes this excuse to treat her like a sex toy and not a person, and somehow that bluntness is what makes it stick in your brain instead of all those polished, shiny games that pretend to be edgy and end up feeling tame.

Azusa shows up like she walked straight out of some slightly cursed fanfic, still that cute brunette band girl vibe, but here she’s way more “I’m curious and kinda horny, but pretending I’m not” energy. The game basically throws her into this weird blue mannequin guy that doesn’t talk, doesn’t care, just exists to use her body. It’s almost funny how deadpan he is. She reacts enough for both of them anyway. You just follow the blue arrows, click, and she goes from awkward first touch to “ok fuck it, do whatever you want” really fast. It’s not subtle, and it doesn’t try to be. One second she’s kneeling, lips wrapped around that cock like she’s trying to prove something, next second she’s getting her pussy filled from behind, hair bouncing, little tits swaying, her face doing that mix of shame and “don’t stop”. The game keeps it simple, like a dirty loop you keep poking just to see which position comes next.

The blowjob is probably the best part if you’re into that “good girl losing control” thing. She starts a bit stiff, eyes looking up, like she’s not sure how deep to go, then after a couple clicks she’s drooling on him, cheeks hollow, choking a bit, mascara would be running if the game had it. The camera lingers on her lips hugging the shaft, tongue sneaking around the tip, that short dark hair framing her face while she works. When you push further you basically watch her learn to take it, like she’s training herself to be a proper cocksleeve. And then the game just throws a dildo into the mix like “by the way, we’re doing this too”. One second she’s getting pounded, next she’s on her back, legs open, that toy buried in her, blue mannequin still owning her mouth or her pussy while she tries to keep up. There’s this one moment where she’s bent forward, ass up, dildo sliding out and in while he rams her from behind, and her body just kind of jerks like she’s not sure which hole to clench around. I actually paused because it looked stupid and hot at the same time.

The cumshots feel almost too fast, like the game is scared you’ll stop touching yourself if it waits more than a couple clicks. But when it hits, it hits. You can push to that final expression on her face where she’s caught between shock and “yeah I wanted that”. Thick white mess on her tongue, dripping from her lips, or all over her pussy after a rough pounding. Sometimes it lands on her stomach and I got annoyed it didn’t slide lower, which is a stupid thing to complain about, but here we are. The game doesn’t really care about story or consent talk, it’s literally “here’s Azusa, she’s a teen-looking fan favorite, she’s getting fucked by a faceless blue guy, deal with it”. Morally grey, yeah. Horny, yes. Dialog wise, there’s none, but her body kind of talks for her. Every click feels like you’re skipping small talk and jumping straight to the next filthy idea someone had in a comment section. It’s trashy, it knows it, and that might be exactly why it works.

The day started like any other for Kick-Ass, the fearless superhero who had taken over the streets with her courage and killer fighting skills. She had wrapped up taking down a pack of thugs roughed up innocent people in the city when a note arrived, demanding she come straightaway to their headquarters.

At first, excitement bubbled inside her, thinking it was a fresh assignment or maybe a potential partner wanted to meet her. But as she unfolded the message, hope turned sour, replaced by dread and revulsion.

The note was from a group of vigilantes known only as the Executioners, infamous for their merciless and ruthless methods of dealing with criminals. Their reputation preceded them - often maimed or completely dead. Kick-Ass had crossed paths through rumors, but never imagined she’d be dragged into anything involving these relentless enforcers.

Now, torn between her own ideals and the dark reality the Killers represented, Kick-Ass stands at a crossroads. Will she confront this shadowy alliance and try to bring her own brand of justice, or will she be swallowed by the violent world they embody? The city’s fate hangs in the balance.

Dive deep into this twisted underworld; the air thick with tension, danger lurking on every corner. Feel the pulse of every fight, the raw stakes raised higher with each encounter. This isn’t just another day on the streets - it’s a savage battle for survival, where lines blur between heroism and savagery, and your choices could lead to salvation or ruin.

Are you ready to step into Kick-Ass’s boots and face down the merciless Killers? To carve your path through blood-soaked alleys and shattered dreams? Don’t wait for redemption - take it by force, unleash your fury and prove whether true justice can survive in a city ruled by darkness. The game begins now; no turning back.