In a secret basement lair, the young assassins, clad in latex and leather, set aside their weapons for a night of taboo delights. They tease each other's asses with feather ticklers, then graduate to anal beads, their tight holes stretching to accommodate the increasing girth. They squirm and moan, their faces contorted in pleasure-pain, as they chase their orgasms, their bodies slick with sweat and lube, ready to take on the world again, but not before one last, intense anal explosion.