Death of the hero

When he was satisfied he stuffed himself back into his pants and began unrolling his sleeves. He walked across the room and grabbed his jacket from the floor. “You’re no hero anymore. You’re nothing but a cum slut. My cum slut.” He told her, not in a disgusting way, but more satisfied with himself. “I’m going to leave this door open. Whenever you’re ready you can leave. Go right if you want to return to your life of lies. Go left and there will be a bathroom you can clean up and change in before joining me upstairs.” With no further words, he opened the door and walked out, turning left. Scarlet sat there for a moment contemplating her decision. When she felt her legs were ready, she got up, pulled her suit back up, and walked to the door. She paused for a moment outside before she turned left.