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Enjoying the sensual closeness of their bodies as they held one another in their arms, Finn grunted softly against Bunnie's lips as their lovemaking began in earnest, able to feel his manhood driven deep into her pussy as she energetically bounced up and down in his lap in rough symmetry with the movements of his hips, and gripped her seductive curves tightly in response as he sank a bit into the chair beneath him from her sexual force. "Bunnie-!" he groaned, almost feeling as though he were melting from the heat that was washing over his cock as their bodies lustfully collided again and again.

More than willing to give the rabbit girl exactly what she was crying out for though, Finn was soon working his hips up and down with more and more strength, using his hold on her waist to really guide their actions, and he managed a bit of a strained smirk as he met her eyes in a break between meetings of their lips. "D-Damn, Bunnie... you're so tight-!" he said, wondering if this was the end of a bit of a dry spell for her or not.

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"Unf-unf-unf-yesssssss!" The woman bounced on him, gyrating and working him as deep as possible into her. Bunnie wasn't quite satisfied, however. Being on top was fun, but it wouldn't impale her like she wanted. Bunnie kissed Finn one last time, then hopped off quickly. "I'm sure you can fix how tight I am, sweetie. Come with me!" She pulled at his hand with the urgency of an extremely needy rabbit. Her legs pumped audibly through her small home, working the servos as if she were running through the forest from predators.

Soon enough, they were in her bedroom. It was a simple, but darker area. Dark purple curtains blocked any sunlight and glowing stones set in the ceiling gave the image of a night sky. Clearly Bunnie enjoyed a call back to more primal urges, such as sleeping under the stars. She crawled into her bed, a sturdy wooden frame with soft but firm mattress and purple sheets. The girl arched her back and wiggled her ass in the air. Her cotton tail flit back and forth desperately. "C'mon, big, brave boy. Show a girl what she's been missing."

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With the chair continuing to shift and move beneath them as their bodies lewdly collided again and again with increasing force, Finn was caught a little off-guard as Bunnie suddenly slipped off of his lap after sharing another scintillating kiss with him, but was quickly pulled from his seat before he could say anything, and followed after the rabbit girl as she eagerly dragged him along further into her house into her bedroom. "I'm coming, I'm coming!" he replied, a cheeky grin on his face at his phrasing, imagining that she might be more interested in a different sort of usage of the word.

Once she'd brought him to her bedroom, Finn couldn't help but briefly admire her sense of décor---particularly the glowing stones adorning the ceiling that simulated an atmospheric night sky---but was soon drawn to the alluring site of Bunnie crawling into bed and taking on a provocative pose that had him very excited, and was quick to approach as she wiggled her ass invitingly in his direction. "Oh, I'd love to..." he said, taking a firm hold of her shapely curves once more before driving his manhood back into her pussy with one powerful thrust, entering easily due to how wet Bunnie remained from their lovemaking so far. This new angle felt just as wonderful as their time in the chair, drawing a groan from him as he felt her clamping down on him once more before he began plowing into her, watching the way that her lustful body squirmed in response.

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"UUnnnnhhhh," Bunnie moaned into a pillow. She physically shook, having to reacquaint herself with his size inside her once again. It had only been a couple minutes and she'd already forgotten just how big he was. Thankfully Finn gave her a few seconds to come to terms with her predicament before he began using her. She gripped the sheets of her bed tight, already breathing heavy and feeling sweat break across her brow. They hadn't only just gotten into bed together and already she was showing her lack of activity with a man---especially one so proficient and large.

"Oh, fuck! I ain't gonna make it till morning, darlin'. Yer gonna do me in with that big tree truck!!" Bunnie's words begged the young man to stop, but her body demanded he continue. She pressed against the bed, planting her ass right into Finn's groin. Her tail brushed his abs excitedly as she felt him go even deeper than before given the new position. Her bunny toes curled and arched up at Finn's sides, showing her absolute blissful mood.

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Enjoying the way that Bunnie heatedly cried out into her pillow with each powerful meeting of their hips coupled with the lewd way she pushed her seductive body back into his, Finn grunted a bit in response to the pleasurable exertion, and couldn't help but laugh lightly at her response to being rutted so forcefully, especially as her tail tickled his abs. "That's the idea, right?" he replied playfully, continuing to thrust deeply into her womanhood again and again, hands descending to her bouncing ass cheeks to firmly squeeze them as he did.

With his cock throbbing with more and more strength within her incredibly tight inner walls, Finn soon leaned down over her curvaceous body, letting his hands slide along her curves and tight, toned stomach to find her breasts, cupping and fondling them from behind while he descended to begin kissing her exposed neck and shoulder. "You know... where I come from, rabbits are supposed to have a lot of... energy... so even if you can't make it until morning... I hope you're not planning on throwing in the towel too soon..." he said breathlessly.

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Bunnie lifted her head, reaching her non-metallic hand up to run her fingers through Finn's hair. She breathed heavily while their bodies worked to merge into each other. She smiled, pressing hard back into him. She'd never felt so violated and so needed all at once. Finn's question came as more of a challenge than anything else. Bunnie would have responded immediately if not for the surge of an orgasm ripping through her. "HHhhhhaaaaaahhhhhh!!" The girl cried out, gripping Finn's hair as her body convulsed in agonizing sexual rapture. Her womanhood tightened over his relentless cock again and again.

"N-not... not soon at-... all. HNH!!" There was a whirring buzz as Bunnie's metal feet bent to plant flat on the bed. Her pneumatics surged, launching Finn off her ass and into the bed behind them. Bunnie was able to come straight up with the combination of her legs and powerful arm pushing her upright. She leapt and spun, facing the boy like a predator. "MY turn!!" Another buzz echoed in the bedroom as Bunnie was shot into the air a short distance. She came down on Finn's groin, impaling her wet cunt over his hard dick with the precision of a master mechanist. "FUCK," she girl cried out, despite her hips working over Finn as soon as she had sat on him.

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Finn smiled at the way that Bunnie ran her hand through his hair as their bodies lustfully collided again and again, their roughly synchronized movements allowing every thrust the human made to reach deeper and deeper into her womanhood, and a groan of pleasure escaped him as he felt the girl clamp down on his length like a vice, holding her tightly as she shook from the force of her sudden orgasm, coating his cock in her sexual juices as her heightened cries echoed off the walls of her bedroom. It felt incredible; a powerful rush that practically had his head spinning... giving Bunnie ample time for what she would do next...

"W-Whoa!" Finn exclaimed in shock as he suddenly found himself on his back upon the bed, having been jettisoned backwards in the middle of a thrust, and looking up just in time to see Bunnie descending upon him, and going completely rigid as she landed in just the right way to drive his cock back into her pussy. "WHOA-!" he groaned, eyes widening at the waves of pleasure rolling over him as the mobian girl immediately began bouncing on his manhood like a madwoman, forced to grab onto her shapely hips just to keep up for a moment. "D-Damn-! You're... a-amazing, Bunnie!" he managed to gasp, soon beginning to thrust once he'd regained his bearings, enjoying the way that Bunnie's breasts began heaving with her movements, reaching up with one hand to roll them in his palm.


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Misaki smiled as Samuel stroked her face with gentle fingers, her lips parting in a little moan as he pulled out of her. She could feel their mingled fluids spilling from her and she wriggled in excited delight at the feeling. She wouldn't have minded lying here longer with him, but she certainly didn't object to having him pick her up so easily or getting back into the hot tub with him. She sighed in pleasure, enjoying the scent that drifted up from the water as he gently lowered her into it.

She smiled and took a glass of wine, taking a sip and scooting slightly closer to him as he stroked her side. She could feel his member rubbing against her thigh as they cuddled and she quite liked it. She took another sip of the wine, smiled at him, and slid her other hand down under the water to stroke along his length.

"Thanks," she said, plainly thinking of more than the wine. "It was amazing..."

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"Mmm..." Samuel hummed as he felt her hand stroking his length in the water, one of his own slipped around her waist, into the little joint between her legs. His other hand stopped Misaki's stimulation, Samuel instead moving that hand to where his was positioned on her thigh mere inches away from her sensitive folds.

"You've pleased me enough." He said, placing her hand atop his. "Let me please you now... or show me how to do it." He breathed, his breath rolling along the skin of her naked back. He wanted to know how much she'd like to be pleasured by a man, and teasing a woman in a bath was one of his favorite ways to enjoy the afterglow of sex. While a hand waited, his other moved to her breast, groping it lightly and gently again as he sized up her measurements. It might come in handy in the future.

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Misaki's breath caught as Samuel's hand slid around her waist and down between her legs, her body shivering with pleasure and excitement at his touch. She gave a confused blink as he pulled her hand away from his shaft and placed it gently but firmly on her thigh.

"Oh..." she murmured, her lips curving into a softly delighted smile. She moaned faintly at the feeling of his breath against her skin. "Alright," she agreed. She moaned again as his other hand gently groped her breast. Her chest wasn't nearly as large by western standards as it was back home in Japan, but she fancied that she still didn't have anything to be ashamed of.

She sild the hand he'd placed on her thigh, the one his hand still covered, slowly down between her legs, exploring her slickness with a delicate touch of her fingers. "I like to be rubbed and stroked, to feel my fingers inside myself." Blushingly, she added, "It would feel so good to have your thick fingers inside me."

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Samuel grinned as he pulled her closer, her butt landing on the bottom of the tub between his legs as the man gave her a soft bite on the side of her neck. His fingers obeyed her, index and middle finger sliding along her folds teasingly, brushing against them as he seemed to tickle her there a little. To have her admit her desires was one of the kinks Samuel secretly possessed, a desire to hear a woman's deepest sexual secrets to him, wanting him to pleasure her on her own accord.

"Such a naughty little girl... But I shall obey." He joked, but his fingers signaled his intent as they slipped in, Samuel digging them slowly and gently to find a rhythm. Leaning backwards, he pulled Misaki slightly downwards as well so she was lying back against him.

"Legs open, and hook them on the side of the tub." He instructed, his middle fingers stirring the insides of her walls as his member pressed against her walls, hardening with every bit of contact. Samuel seemed to have a plan in mind, as his stiff member slipped downwards, pressing against the crack of her butt although he did not change his movements, only focusing on stirring this beauty as his fourth finger joined in pumping her.

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Misaki gave a little groan as Samuel's teeth nipped softly at the side of her neck while his fingers explored her folds, her body squirming with desire as he teased and tickled her. She moaned and arched her back, pressing her body against his fingers. She wanted so much more than that.

It seemed he was willing to oblige, for he teasingly called her a naughty girl, something that sent shivers of excitement through her, and then slipped his fingers inside her. She moaned and wriggled in pleasure, falling back against his body when he tugged her close. She was more than happy to obey when he told her to spread her legs wider and hook them over the side of the tub, her body shivering with delight as his finger pressed her inner walls while his hardening member rubbed against her backside.

Moaning in desire, she intentionally rubbed her bottom against his shaft, enjoying the sensations it added as his hard flesh slid along the cleft in her rear while his fingers skillfully brought her closer and closer to climax.

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Samuel exhaled sharply, feeling her bottom slide against him as he throbbed in excitement, fingers continuously driving in deeper and quicker. He could feel her trembling, the warm water seemed to be ignored as waves of pleasure shot up her body, and his heartbeat could be felt stirring his balls up. Samuel gave a grunt, lifting Misaki lightly so that his cock could find some space, as he positioned himself right under her, the tip pressing lightly against her butthole.

Fingers drew out of her tight snatch, Samuel moved to give her clit a pinch and rub, his free hand moving to turn her face to the side so she could see part of him.

"You alright with your ass?" He asked, or rather, not so much asked as confirmed. It was a confirmation, and Samuel was determined to use as much of this woman as possible before the night was over.

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Misaki was quite sure that Samuel was just as aroused as her, though perhaps not quite as close to climax, seeing as how he'd stopped her from stroking his cock earlier. She gasped as he lifted her up, her body squirming as she felt the head of his shaft press softly against her rear hole. She moaned as his fingers withdrew from her, only to squirm and whimper with need as his fingers found her clit and started teasing it just as skillfully.

Her expression was slightly dazed with pleasure when he turned her head, but she smiled at him eagerly. She nodded as he asked if she was alright with his cock in her ass. "Yes," she replied with a squirm that had his shaft nudging at her rear entrance. She wanted it all. Everything she'd done with him had felt amazing and she had no reason to think that this wouldn't feel amazing too.

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"Okay, let's go in nice and easy..." Samuel said, lowering her slightly and slowly, his fingers taking a pause in their plunging so he could adjust accordingly. Slowly he felt her part against his entry, Samuel lowering her slowly and pushing up so she could adapt to his size.

"Let me know if it hurts too much." He continued, pumping her slowly as he held her in place with his hands. There was a light pop as his fingers came out of her pussy, both hands now grabbing her butt cheeks as he moved his crotch, humping her at a gradual rate.

"Relax, spread yourself open." Samuel instructed, giving out a groan as he felt her tightness envelop him. She was tighter than most, as if her butt was hardly used at all. Of course, not all men would seek to use her ass for pleasure, and this was more of a test than an actual kink of Samuel. He didn't care tho, she was tight, and it was all that mattered as he finally plunged in deep, Misaki practically sitting on his crotch as he stirred his member deep inside her.

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"Okay," Misaki agreed as Samuel told her that they'd take it nice and easy. She didn't have anal sex so often that she wanted to do it any other way. She found his concern for her reassuring, especially as she felt his thick shaft beginning to push inside her. She wriggled slightly as he began to lower her down, her lips parting in a soft moan.

She moaned again as his fingers slid from her pussy, grasping her butt. She nodded in agreement as he slowly thrust up into her. She wouldn't say it hurt, exactly, but his cock was definitely big enough that she found it hard to think about anything but how much it was stretching her. It was a feeling that wasn't quite pain but could easily cross the line into it. She liked things like that, that balanced the line between pleasure and pain.

"Yes," she gasped as he told her to relax for him, savoring the feeling of him filling her as he thrust deeper still, her ass relaxing as she grew accustomed to it. She wriggled with delight as he stirred his member deep inside her. "That feels... amazing. So naughty... So good..."


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"I thought we were doing this so I could do you," Alex teased her playfully, "But yes, I would." Giving her a light push, she would find herself falling back onto the bed. Only this time, she wasn't given a chance to get up as he moved to loom over her, one hand moving to tug her white panties down and onto the floor, leaving her completely naked. He was impressed by how amazing she looked. Never would he have thought she would look like this after the last time they had met twenty years ago. But then again, he already knew the reason for it and he wasn't going to focus on that any more. Instead, he just grinned as he rolled the bottle of lube in his fingers.

Taking the lube, he allowed a generous dollop to drop onto his fingers. Winking, his hand would slowly slip between her legs, the lube being used to carefully caress her folds, teasing her slowly so that the lube got spread nicely. While he didn't know the details, he wasn't about to argue with her about this. It was her body and he was going to do what she asked him to do. Once that was done, he would carefully add more lube to his fingers before easing two of them into her slowly, making sure to spread the lube around inside of her. "Fuck you're tight," he said, "Are you sure that you're going to be able to handle me at all?  As much as I'm eager to have fun, I don't want to end up breaking you."

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He called her out on faking being scared of the storm. Whoops. Nicolette started to open her mouth for an explanation, but just laughed instead. She gave him a grin, then a shrug and a smile. "Got me." She confessed. "Hey." She raised her hands in surrender, "Big dumb guys like you enjoy feeling strong and protective." She said poking fun at him in her playful way. She loved egging him on. It really seemed to get him going, and he was hot when he got going.

"I just told you." She said, getting comfy as she lay on the bed and he worked a finger into her. "I can take it if you're gentle. I mean GENTLE." She emphasized. "Otherwise you know, halfway. Tops."

She looked up at him, propping herself up on her elbows as he worked his finger between her spread legs. "You have fucked a girl gently at some point in your life, right?" She asked, as if this might be a legitimate concern. She let out a little moan and wiggled her hips as he worked her a bit looser.

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Alex smirked as she was forced to admit that she had faked being afraid of the storm. He had a feeling that was the case, but he wasn't going to complain about it since it had been the beginning of a very fun day so far. And it promised to be even more fun as he slowly started to prepare her for what they were going to do. "Yes, I've fucked a girl gently before," he said, rolling his eyes, "It happens more often than you seem to think. Or maybe you're just thinking I'm a big, dumb brute who doesn't know how to make sure the girl enjoys it too." He winked playfully at her as he continued to tease her pussy with his lubed up fingers, making sure that he got her nice and loose.

He teased her for a moment longer, allowing his fingers to tease her and stretch her slowly. She was extremely tight, tighter than any woman he'd been with before, so he was a bit worried that he might hurt her. But she seemed to think that she would be able to handle him if he was gentle, so he would give it a go. And if she was wrong, then he could ease back. After all, as much fun as he was looking to have, he didn't want to hurt Nicolette. Well, maybe he did just a little bit just to play with her. But he wasn't going to risk causing her actual harm, which was something that he knew could happen. Deciding not to think about it any more, he leaned down and kissed her.

After a few minutes, he would pull back and smirk as he pushed his fingers deeper slowly. "I think you're ready," he said as he leaned down to bite her neck, "I'm looking forward to stretching you out and seeing how much you moan as I fuck you." He winked playfully before he would shift his body so that he was between her thighs. He waited there for a moment, the head of his cock pressing against her lubed up entrance, almost like he was waiting to see if she would stop him or draw him closer.

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Nicolette wiggled her hips on the bed, getting in just the right position as he worked his fingers into her. She let out a nice low moan as she spread her legs, enjoying the feeling of being stretched just a little, then grinned as he told her what he wanted to see.

"I'm looking forward to you making me moan." She sighed taking a deep breath as the wind blew in from the open window and the storm rattled the windows. This was great, there as something really twisted about her old friend fucking her and how much she was enjoying this new dynamic between them.

"Come on Alex." She purred, stretching her arms back on the sheets, arching her back and spreading her legs for him. "Make me moan."

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The storm raged outside as they both seemed to be bracing themselves for what they were about to do. It was not what Alex had expected would happen when he invited Nicolette to visit him today, but the way their friendship had shifted in the short time since she arrived brought them to where they were. And he was definitely enjoying it as he watched her lean back and stretch, her back rising off the bed for a moment as her legs spread a bit to better accommodate his broad hips. And the way she invited him to make her moan just sent a shiver of excitement up his spine that no woman had ever given him.

Still, instead of just pushing inside her, he paused a moment and grabbed the bottle of lube once more. Pouring a bit onto his hand, he used it to stroke himself a couple of times, just making sure that they were both lubed up for what they were about to do. Once he was finally satisfied that he wasn't going to hurt her due to carelessness, he would aim the head of his cock for her tight pussy and start to slowly enter her. Almost immediately, he let out a low groan as she wrapped tightly around him, squeezing him harder than any pussy he'd ever been in before.

"Fuck, you're not kidding," he said with a groan, "I've never been inside a woman this tight before. I think I like it." He winked playfully as he started to carefully push deeper, mindful of her reactions. If he thought that he was going too fast or too deep for her, he would slow down and pull back, only pushing deeper when she would let him know it was alright. One thing that she wouldn't be able to miss was how he was doing his best to ensure that he lived up to his word to be gentle and not hurt her.

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The cold breeze blew in around them, feeling lovely around their hot bodies as Nicolette lay on the soft bed, legs spread and knees raised, she lay flat and stared up at the ceiling as he slid into her. She let out a soft little moan of delight as he stretched her out thoroughly, she let him slip into her, bit by bit, more and more until, he was almost all of the way in. "Mmmm." She moaned happily, hands at her knees holding them back and apart, eyes closed as she enjoyed the feeling of being stuffed so completely.

"I'll always be tight." She grinned at him, partially just to entice, but also partially just to be proud of who she was. The double edged sword of it though, was she couldn't stretch very much, which was why he had to be so gentle. She wondered idly if he would get sick of it? Well, if he liked her tight pussy so much hopefully not.

"Just chill for a sec." She said, sighing peacefully as she enjoyed the sensations of having him inside of her, nerves pulsing over the little ridges and imperfections in his skin as she felt every single one of them, each a little wiggling jolt of joy that coursed through her body. She smiled, feeling both the physical joy as well as a sense of emotional peace from this.

"But you didn't figure we'd end up like this huh?" She said, sighing again as the breeze blew and her body shivered, each little movement sending out a layer of ripples as she squeezed and felt him inside of her. "Start moving back and forth a little." She encouraged him, wanting to get gently fucked as she looked up at him. "C'mere." She beckoned him to lean over her and get his face nearer to hers. She wanted to look at him, the grown him, as he sweetly and slowly fucked her.


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"I don't th-think being in-insane is a sup-" The doomed damsel tried to counter, only for another moan of pleasure of hers to interrupt her comeback as the horny futanari surprisingly pulled out of her. What followed was an adorable sequence of yelps and gasps as she was held up briefly, just to be shoved into the padded material once more and rolled about to be on her back. The bashful secret agent blushed brightly all the more as her thickened rear end felt like she was resting on some pillows ready to burst and her thighs could almost be described as "trunk-like"!

"Wh-Why would you n-need it any b-bigger?!" She finally got the chance to say in bafflement as the dastardly doctor discussed how much work she had put into modifying her "super penis" that it was if she was describing an automobile she had for sale. With how prideful Honey seemed to be about it, the captive cutie wouldn't be surprised if the balls she happily cupped could bloat too. "Why n-not just o-one of your cl-clo-" Himiko attempted to barter, only to cry out in ecstasy as the lecherous length extended inside her damp love tunnel.

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Honey put her head back, letting out a groan of deep satisfaction as the shaft re-entered the curvaceous Japanese beauty, not seeming to register the question until she was almost entirely back in.

"Because if it wasn't at maximum size... I wouldn't be able to do this." she said, moving her hips over Himiko's and lifting her capacious rump, so she was thrusting downward, the spy girl trapped in a mating press. And then, slowly and luxuriantly, the last inch went in, and Himiko could feel it meet her cervix...

...and then the barrier yielded, made somehow more flexible by the fertility drug. Himiko would indeed feel a sensation no other lover had given her, as the head of the mad scientist's engineered cock went directly into her womb. Regardless of how that would have felt normally, it was an almost paralyzing burst of ecstasy for Himiko's altered physique. And on the scanner was confirmation that her innermost female sanctum had been invaded by the head of Honey's cock, which was now hovering a tiny distance from her eggs--and those eggs also had their own entries, with a CALCULATING below each of them and a zoomed-in image of the tiny cluster of cells.

"Ahhh... that feels so good." groaned the demon doctor, looking down at the little bulge she had made in Himiko's belly, and then gripping both her breasts once more. She began to thrust and squeeze at the same time, new spurts of milk shooting up as she did. Confirming the spy girl's worst fears as it always did, the words on the scanner changed.

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The doomed damsel found that not only had her question ignored for a while, but the horny futanari was so focused on bedding her that her halted question regarding clones was solely neglected for the one about her needy cock. Nonetheless, the captive cutie soon felt a bit of pressure released from between the examination table and her chunky rear end as she was forced into a position usually meant for having sex against walls! Himiko moaned at the top of her lungs as her damp love tunnel soon felt immensely full as the dastardly doctor made sure to get every last inch inside it.

The bound beauty felt very wary as it didn't stop and began to collide into her cervix... only to orgasm right on the spot as she clearly wasn't prepared for the ludicrous situation the psychotic physician had engineered for her! The flustered secret agent found after coming down from the brief high that not only was Dr. Mount's enormous length inside her fertile womb and making a bulge, but it was disturbingly close to the eggs would definitely be getting fertilized. Before she could comment though, Honey left her a moaning mess as she focused eagerly on every part of her!

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Honey let out a hiss of satisfaction as Himiko climaxed immediately, never stopping in milking the busty beauty. Trickles of milk were again flowing over her belly and and the sides of her body to leak onto the table.

Another of Himiko's many worries was being realized, as the balls knocking against her butt definitely felt bigger than they had before, swelling up with sperm ready for delivery as Honey's engineered body prepared to deliver. But she was not in a hurry, stroking into Himiko's achingly fertile womb with every thrust of her hips. She paused to gyrate her hips, probing the super-sensitive babymaker that her cock had invaded

"Hmmm... I could never get this from playing with copies of myself." Honey said, shaking her hair out of her eyes, before dipping her head down to clamp down on one of the massive breasts flattened on Himiko's chest and take a nice refreshing drink of her milk. "But breeding one of my enemies? That's a dream come true. When I return you like this, and with your belly nice and bulging... nobody will doubt the power of my creations ever again! Don't worry, my dear, with a body like this, it should be an easy birth. Are you ready to become a mother, Himiko? Because I'm getting... closer."

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"Ah! Himiko! I'm... oh! H-here... it... comes!" gasped out Dr Honey, taking hold of Himiko's wrists, and pulling her down into the last few strokes, the last few motions of breeding the spy girl. The head of the big cock pushed up to the back of Himiko's trembling womb in one last mighty thrust, aiming to set off yet more orgasms for the spy girl to open her up entirely, and make her impregnation a shamefully rapturous experience, so that bearing Honey's brood would be associated with the most intense pleasure of her life. It was already that for Honey, who let out a blissful sigh as her body finally began to do what she had remade it to do.

The futanari scientist's swollen testicles tightened as the gates opened, and she felt the rush of sperm up the channels of her shaft. The load was already inside Himiko's body as she felt the first throb of the cock, but she was safe for a moment longer---but only a moment. Honey threw her head back as the sensation ran up her shaft, her golden hair flying back, as she sealed the busty beauty's fate.

Her cock pulsed again, and the ejaculation began. Himiko would feel a rush of warmth deep in her belly---and also see it on the monitor as the doctor's concentrated seed shot out, the life-giving fluid splashing against the back of her womb. Honey let out a groan that sounded almost vulnerable and her eyes fluttered shut in rapture as she kept going, firing shot after shot into the spy's vulnerable, fertile womb until it was filled. And then she kept cumming, her boasting about her superior genitals entirely justified as the amount of sperm filling the doomed damsel caused her belly to began to bulge, as well as leaking back down the length of Honey's shaft and spilling more fluid onto the table from Himiko's overloaded vagina.

No matter what else you said about Dr. Honey---and there were a lot of things you could---nobody could ever accuse her of doing anything by halves. Finally, the doctor's ejaculation was over, leaving her leaning over Himiko and breathing heavily, looking suddenly exhausted, but triumphant and blissful at her conquest.

On the monitor, the three eggs freshly released in Himiko's forced ovulation were surrounded by a besieging army immediately, and the result was inevitable. The lights came up green as first one of the orbs was pierced by a wriggling swimmer, then another, and after holding out a few moments longer, the third fell to the floor of sperm. Honey had made good on her threat, and Himiko was now thoroughly knocked up, pregnant with the brood of her arch-enemy three times over!


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"Yeah, uh, sure," Anna replied, trying to jostle a pen and notebook out of her backpack so she could jot down the directions. She was done with classes for the day, so she had plenty of time to go looking at a potential apartment. A definite plus was already on her side---a roommate who worked in the evenings would mean plenty of peace and quiet for her to study.

Or just lounge around and put things off, as she was sometimes known to do. The walk to the apartment wasn't too bad, and she took note that there was a bus stop nearby in case she needed it, and the building looked clean and tidy. Hesitantly she knocked on the door, hoping the girl who answered wasn't some slob or drunkard.

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The stereo inside the flat, which had been blasting Kashmir, went silent, and the door opened. The girl standing in it was maybe five foot six, with shoulders just broad enough to make her seem the tiniest bit stocky. Tasha had taken the time to put on a sports bra and a pair of spandex running shorts, which hid almost nothing of her, but most especially left her strong arms, trim legs, and not-washboard-but-still-cut abs on display. The spandex molded smallish breasts and a tight runner's butt; her skin was still flushed from her workout, and the long side of her half-shave was tacked up double with a couple of bobby pins to keep it out of her eyes.

"Hey! You the chick who called?," she asked, dabbing at her face with  the end of a ratty hand towel that was draped carelessly across her shoulder.

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Anna hadn't really known what she was expecting to see when the girl on the phone answered the door, but Anna knew it wasn't quite what met her eyes. Not that there was anything wrong with the toned woman before her, she was just different. Back in rural Kansas, no one would ever dream of answering their front door wearing such revealing clothing... or having shaved half their head. She desperately tried to keep a look of shock off of her face, but she was pretty sure it was evident and as such her freckled cheeks began to tinge pink.

Snapped out of her mini trance by the woman's voice, Anna extended her hand in greeting. "Yeah, that'd be me," she said, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "Anna Smith, nice to meet you."

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The girl took Anna's hand and gave a firm shake. "Tasha" Her gray eyes rolled and, as if an explanation were required, she went on, "That's what happens when your great-great-grands come through Ellis. They didn't even bother trying to spell the name, just rewrote it, Anyway. C'mon in!"

Stepping out of the door, she waved Anna in, still dabbing away sweat with her towel. The long, narrow living room, aside from being currently cluttered with workout stuff---a mat, yoga ball, small dumbbells, and the like---seemed neat and well-organized. "Glad you could come so fast," Tasha said, closing the door. "I've got an evening class, then I have to work, so I couldn't have seen you until tomorrow, and I'd really like to get this shit settled as soon as I can. Can I get you something to drink? Kitchen's all the way back." She gestured towards the small hall that led out from the living room, across form the front door.

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Anna softly chuckled at the woman's explanation of her last name. She did find it interesting that she knew such an interesting fact about her family's history. As far as Anna knew, her family lived in the same small town and ran the same small farms for as far back as history existed.

"Sure, water would be great," the shy girl replied, following Tasha toward the kitchen. From what she could see the place looked comfortable and lived in, and the woman who might possibly be her roommate seemed to be neat and organized. Anna wasn't big on clutter and chaos, it was really one of her biggest pet peeves. And another reason she wanted a room to herself somewhere. Her roommate was decidedly messy.

She figured it was just best to get the big questions out of the way, as the woman seemed to be a little pressed on time. "How much is rent?" she asked, pausing a bit before finishing her thought. "I can pay for the entire semester all at once. Also, um, does the room come with furniture? I don't have any of my own, just what the dorms provide."

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The place was small, and oddly laid out. The two bedrooms bracketed the hall, along with a small closet; to get to the bathroom, you had to actually go through part of the cramped kitchen, which was even more pinched by a table and chairs, making it an 'eat-in' of a sort. One bedroom door was blank, and standing partway open; the other was closed, decorated with a multi-colored banner, like a rainbow, on which had been hand lettered: 'Abandon all clothes, ye who enter here!'

"Rent's five fifty," Tasha said, as she poured a glass of water for Anna from a pitcher in the fridge. After a moment's thought, she poured one for herself, as well. the chill making her shiver. And perk. "Since you're comin' in late, and I've got the bigger room, says here, I don't mind making your share two hundred. Utilities split down the middle, groceries, you're on your own."

Anna's question about furniture made Tasha wrinkle her nose cutely. "There's a bed in there, and a chair. Think that's about it, unless Kerry left some junk in the closet. Which she might have. Bitch. There's a Goodwill not too far- and if I were you, I'd ditch that mattress, get another one."  She drained her water glass, then faced her prospective roomie eyes-on. "There's one other thing," she said, firmly. "I'm gay, I'm out, and I date. That gonna be a problem?"

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Anna took the glass of water and took a small sip. She hadn't really wanted anything but was just trying to be nice. She wasn't expecting that the rent would be so inexpensive, which left her a lot more wiggle room in her budget for the obvious furniture she was going to need to buy. She'd need at least a mattress, dresser, and desk, and figured she could get them on the cheap at IKEA and have them delivered.

Tasha hadn't given her time to respond to anything she said before the woman's next statement took Anna for a little loop. She'd never met someone who was, quote, gay and out. Sure, her and her friends had had some suspicions about a couple of people in high school, but that was the end of it. No one in her small, conservative town would dare admit to being anything other than straight. It wasn't that she really cared what the other woman's orientation was, nor that she was a prude. She wasn't exactly a virgin, having fooled around with her high school boyfriend plenty of times, even having sex a time or two. She'd just never been exposed to anyone who identified otherwise.

"I, uh, I..." she started to stammer, not entirely sure how to respond. A big gulp from the glass in her hand helped calm her nerves. "Yeah, sure, that's fine. But um, I'll be honest, I've never met anyone gay before."

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Tasha raised an eyebrow and gave a dark snicker. "Oh, darlin'. I bet you have, you just haven't been paying attention."  Moving to a small pegboard on the wall, she took down two keys. "Like the fascists like to say 'we're' everywhere. Some people are quiet about it, want to blend, professional reasons, whatever. I'm not one of them. Not judging, just saying. I spent years trying to be Suzie Straightarrow, keep the fam from having an embolism, all that. Done with iiiit. Baby, that closet cannot HOLD my ass." She grinned, momentarily struck a Vogueish pose, back arched, perky boobs forward, one hand lifting the honey hair on the side that still had it. "Good news is, you don't worry about who I'm fucking, and I'll extend you the same courtesy. We can both try to keep the noise down, but that's the only rule. That, and don't hit on my dates unless they start it."

She straightened, and the keys were held up and got a jingle. "One with the green ring's for the front and back doors. Other is for the storage locker in the basement hall. All I need from you is to see your ID, and a check for two months, first and last, and they're all yours." For whatever reason, Tasha liked the shy little thing. 'Never met anyone gay'. Fucking adorable. Really, she should interview a few other people, but between classes and work, she didn't have time to screw around, and she needed someone paying some of the bills pronto. "If the timing works, I'll even drag you around to some of the Goodwills and shit, see if we can get you kitted out."

Something at last occurred to her. "Oh, duh. What's your major? Maybe we know some of the same people?" Wouldn't hurt to get a few references on the sly, maybe.


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The innocent young woman remained still as Arved held her close to him and she could smell his rough, masculine scent. It was unlike any of the young men she knew in her comfortable existence but it was not unpleasant as it triggered thoughts and imaginings she kept locked away. Sandra's senses seemed highly attuned and she was aware of everything, perhaps fear triggering survival instincts she never needed before. Beneath the rough spun cloth of his shirt his muscles felt like steel and she already knew the strength they held. Sandra's trembling fingers also felt something else and she froze with terror. When he bent her over, hands running over her her trembling leg, her skin silky smooth and muscles well toned and shapely, Sandra fearfully wondered if this was it. Was he going to suddenly rape and abuse her like some brute? How terrifying she told herself as her heart fluttered with a mixture of fear and elicit excitement. Sandra tried to squeeze her thighs together to conceal any evidence that she might be excited by this treatment.

Suddenly it was over and the rough man freed her wrists from the rough rope and reminded her of the consequences of not 'behaving' She nodded mutely and took the simple pack, relieved and disappointed at her captor's actions. There was no sign of rebellion in the beautiful young woman as she swiftly pulled her pink top on and concealed her well formed breasts that her captor had shown little interest in. Slipping the pack over her shoulders she followed the man closely.

Sandra felt very vulnerable but also excited as she followed the man. He was tall with a powerful, masculine build that went right to her primitive core. Broad shoulders tapering to a narrow waist and long powerful limbs. The surroundings were new and amazing. Familiar yet different. The forest seemed ancient with little evidence of human interference and encroachment that was so much part of modern 'wilderness' areas. The flowers were beautiful but the riot of shapes and colors unfamiliar. Sandra wanted to stop and explore but was fearful of being left alone. The man did not seem so frightening now. Perhaps he was not the type of primitive brute to force himself upon an unprotected and vulnerable woman. Perhaps he would look after her and keep her safe. Emboldened by these thoughts she asked, "What is your name sir? I am Sandra."

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"Arved," he answered plainly. As he continued to lead on, a light drizzle picked up. After an hour, her pajamas, the top already stretched from its use as a gag, became translucent and sticky. The chill and wet caused her small nipples to stand firm and proud against the fabric clinging to her, trading modesty for clarity.

He led on into the verge of a forest, much deeper than the small copse he stopped at earlier. The canopy did its part to block the light rain but a mist rose throughout the floor. Through the patter of drops hitting leaves, she could make out the rolling gurgle of a stream in the distance. Here, the rain smelled fresh and clean, though without direct sun, goosebumps soon rose across her flesh. The colors here and the grasslands they crossed gave some clue to Arved's garb. Where one might expect a hunter to clad himself in greens and grays, the rusts and browns of his clothes matched closer to the riot of colors she had seen.

"We won't make it back before the night," he announced. "And we don't want to travel the ways by night. Things haunt by night." He continued deeper into the forest, toward the sound of the stream. "Come, there's shelter this way." Soon after, they reached the creek and began following it up stream. Another hour, Sandra might guess, they turn away from it and began climbing to higher ground. As the sun began to ebb, drawing long shadows across the forest floor, they reached the wide mouth of a cave. Arved took hold of his companion and turned her around to reach into the pack she carried. When he finished, she could see him duck inside. "Wait her," he admonished before lighting the torch he presumably took from the pack. He dropped his cowl before drawing the wide blade at his side and stalking onto the cave.

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"Thank you Arved," responded Sandra. She looked as though she might say something else now he had shared his name with her but she could not find the words. Instead she meekly followed him through the wilderness. Her skimpy pajamas clung to her soft curves as the drizzle came down but the young girl seemed not to mind initially. There terror had worn off as her curious eyes looked this way and that to take in her exotic new surroundings. They were far more vibrant and alive than visiting national parks with family and friends. More full of life but more dangerous too. She felt small and vulnerable here and her gaze was drawn to the broad shoulders of her... Sandra was not quite sure how to frame the tall and powerful Arved in her mind. Protector? Captor? Both? It was hard to know but at least he had not shown any designs upon her except the initial rough treatment and restraints. He moved with graceful ease that belied his size and seemed to exude a raw masculinity that was intriguing.

The rain and lack of direct sunlight returned her thoughts to more personal concerns as she felt the chill. Sandra crossed her arms under her breasts as she shivered. She felt ridiculous in her pink night clothes in this cold and wild place and her bare feet were sore after walking on the rough ground but she did not complain.

Sandra stopped when instructed to and fearfully watched him go into the cave with torch and blade. Suddenly frightened to be left alone she ran after him and pulled at his forearm and cried, "Please don't leave me here!"

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A few minutes later, Arved emerged from the cave mouth. "C'mon," he shrugged toward whence he came. The torch threw random light and shadows except for one area. The back of the cave seemed to suck in all the light before Arved threw it back to reveal the area as a dark curtain. As she passed it, Sandra could see it was a large, musky (to put it charitably) pelt from some black creature. Beyond it, there was a wooden panel in one side of the cave. "Hold this," Arved passed the torch to her. He threw a couple of bolts on the panel and lifted it out of the wall, revealing another chamber beyond and set it aside. "In there," he nodded.

He followed her into the side chamber and reset the panel, locking it in place from the inside. The chamber was generally round, perhaps fifteen feet in diameter, with multiple ledges and a fire pit to one side. One of the ledges looked easily large enough to sleep on and many of the others had various supplies. A rough carpet of pelts lay before the "bed." In the pit, there was a trellis of logs and kindling already laid out, as well as several beams running across the chamber about a foot above head level.

Arved unbuckled his belt and began to doff his brigandine, rebuckling and hanging them on a beam near the "bed". His wet, rust colored chemise followed, as did his boots after he sat on the bed. He gripped the furry rug with his toes before looking up to Sandra. "Is it lit, yet?"

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Sandra crept into the cave behind the sure and confident Arved. Her knees trembled with fear as she thought of all the terrors that could lurk in such a dark and foreboding place. She jumped as the flame of the torch threw flickering shadows over the irregular walls of the cave, thinking they were some monster or enemies. She finally breathed a great sigh of relief as her guide or captor, she wasn't sure which, revealed the concealed chamber at the back. Sandra meekly followed him into the small chamber, sparsely furnished and with a musty smell she found a little unpleasant. Wrinkling her pretty nose Sandra took the proffered torch and looked around.

It was a strange cave to her eyes, large enough for many but sparse and uncomfortable. At least it was safer than she previously thought. Sandra had seen the fire pit but not registered the expectation that she light it. Why would she? Sandra had to replay his rough edged words in her head and realized he asked if it was lit. With an expression of open mouthed foolishness she gasped, "No... not yet. Was I supposed to?"

Trying to be helpful she rushed to light the fire and in her haste dropped the torch into the kindling as it burst into flame.


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"Yea, give me another 5 min or so to get ready" Chris said bashfully, swallowing the rest of his drink. He snuck back in the bathroom to take another one of those magic pills. They definitely seemed to help the blood flow to his manhood, but there certainly wasn't any magic powers for lasting longer, like the packaging claimed. Within a few minutes, the pill started to kick in, and the bulge in his boxers stiffened some at the thought of fucking his wife and recording it. He grabbed the camera and told Mimi to do a sexy strip tease, making sure to bend over for the camera so he could capture that amazing view of her perky ass and pretty pussy lips peeking through her thighs when she was bent over. "That's it baby... seductive and playful!!" he praised and coached her, capturing it while his free hand slid his boxers down, freeing his now harder dick. he moved in position behind her, taking his dick and the tip and playfully rubbing it up and down her ass crack and slit before slowly sliding it in. He placed the camera on the bed face up to capture penetrating her. The view on the camera screen was amazing!! "Ohh fuck you are wet!! Damn baby!"

He passed the camera to her. "Make sure to get good shots of you and your facial expressions, and those tits bouncing and hanging! Guys love that!" he smiled, gripping both hips firmly and beginning to fuck his wife doggy-style, slow and steady at first, making sure to last longer than the first round. Her moans sounded authentic, though he couldn't help but wonder if she was exaggerating a bit to make the video that much hotter! A few minutes of the moans, gasps and feeling his wife's pussy get even wetter was all it took before Chris was ready to explode once again.

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As a man, Mimi trusted her husband's judgment on what men liked in pornography. She started doing things that she did before the spark died, backing her hips up against each thrust. It was always easier for her to get off before Chris did if she put in some effort. And it didn't make her feel bad at all, that her husband was a really quick cummer. For better or for worse, and Mimi loved Chris through everything.

Her tight little cunt was soaking wet, damn near dripping all over his cock as he thrust into her, slamming their hips together with their mutual movements. Mimi moaned loudly, sweetly, but with an underlying tone of 'I really like having sex.' Because of course she liked having sex! That was why she was doing this, partially. A hot sex-loving wife who needed money.

Following Chris's orders, she released the straps and let her breasts swing free, her perky and well-cared-for breasts bouncing back and forth as she gasped and moaned, bit at her lip, and made sure she got a damn good angle of herself enjoying her husband's cock.

"Oh my God, baby... right there, right there, you're gonna make me fucking cum... I'm gonna fucking cum..." Mimi announced, setting the camera down on the pillows as she dipped her hand down between her legs, rubbing furiously at her clit. Her little cunt started to tense up around his cock, the added friction on her clit making her cum, hard, pussy tensing around his cock as she tilted her head back and started squealing out, toes curling, ass backing up on his cock harder.

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It was what every man loved hearing, the woman Chris was fucking was going to cum. He felt his own orgasm about to peak again for the second time tonight. His palms gripped tightly onto her hips as she pushed back into his dick, and held her firm with all his might. A few more powerful thrusts and his cock exploded, though it wasn't nearly as much cum the second time around. His cock slowly withdrew from his wife's wet, juice covered slit as their sex juice mixture leaked down her ass and thigh.

"Holy shit Hun, that was Hot! Did you get all of that on film?" He panted trying to catch his breath and feeling a bit lightheaded from the powerful orgasm and blood rush. Holding his sloppy, semi-limp dick in one hand he scurried to the bathroom to start the shower, cleaning himself with a wet wash cloth first, and bringing Mimi a wet cloth as well.

He helped clean his wife, and couldn't help but wonder what this newest video would do viewership wise on the new page they created. "You can finish up loading the video Hun, I'll shower and change the sheets, and then we can get some sleep." He kissed her forehead as she was already playing the video back on the camera, smiling and apparently enjoying replaying the action.

Heading to the shower to clean up, Chris had no idea how much attention the newly created page, by a wife and mother of 2, would create so much buzz in the internet world

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Mimi took the time of her husband being in the shower to edit the video a little more. Cutting out a few parts and adding transitions, making sure it looked good and even added a close-up of the creampie between her legs. Afterwards, she cleaned herself up, laying down and taking the lingerie the rest of the way off. It was almost a shame she had to clean up so fast, truth be told she felt like she could go, again and again, the rush of being on camera taking over her libido.

Once she set the video to upload, she moved the laptop back to her nightstand and crawled under the blankets. Perhaps she'd do another video with Chris asleep, where she silently masturbating in bed next to him... "I'm crashing, love, enjoy your shower!" Mimi called out, a yawn leaving her lips but she knew she wouldn't sleep very well.

And little did she know, she already had a few fans, three people already buying the blowjob video... but she had no idea, not checking her page as she rolled over and closed her eyes, pretending to be falling asleep.

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The rest of the weekend was fairly normal, a couple remarks from Chris to Mimi about Friday nights event and how the OnlyFans page was going. A couple new fans each day, some purchasing videos, some of the pictures they took, some with $5 tips here and there. It wasn't life changing, but it was extra gas money for the week, help pay the grocery bills, and every bit helped.

Chris was swapped with work for a while, which consisted of early mornings to the office and getting home after dinner was ready. He hated his job but he needed to put in the extra hours just to make next months mortgage payment. The furthest thing from his mind was Mimi's OnlyFans page, or the number of views or subscribers she had. It was keeping her busier these days, which he knew she needed, as she was often struck with boredom.

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A few weeks passed, and Mimi ended up having a lot of fun making videos for her OnlyFans page. There were a lot of solo videos, a lot of videos of her in the shower since the first one seemed to go really well. If a video was over 10 minutes, she sold it for $10. If it were under 10 minutes, it went for $5. Mimi tried to keep her prices fair, trying to keep herself 'cheap', because she knew there were younger, sweeter ladies out there with better videos. How could she ever compete?

And she never touched a dime of her own money unless it was for groceries. A lot of the time she transferred the money to Chris for gas, taking the edge off of his commute. That was what she wanted anyway. The days of disposable income were long gone and she was making due with having practically nothing for herself. This was all for her family. Always would be.

This particular Friday, Mimi had sent the children to Chris' mother's house again. She wanted to do something really special, a live stream where she got to know some of her more loyal fans. This time, she wore a basic sports bra and light makeup, face still hidden behind of her mask. She wanted this to me a more 'natural' stream.

As she loaded up her 'HollieUnfiltered' Instagram, she sighed a little bit, pressing the live button and... waited for people to join as she sat on the couch with her phone on its tripod in front of her.


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Jason able to hear his mother approaching the shower due to the noise of the faucet and he couldn't see her due to the dense steam covering the glass shower doors. But the moment that door opened he saw his mother's naked body in front of him once more, her nipples perked up, her luscious ass and pussy completely bare. She was in her most natural state, and before he even had time to react he found her throwing herself at him, her phone falling to the bathroom floor as their lips locked in a heated embrace.

His tongue lashed against her own as he manhandled her, tightly gripping her ass with one hand while cupping a breast with the other. Her body was as perfect as he remembered it from a few days prior. Her curves were just as perky, her lips just as hot. Her thigh pushed against his thick, hanging cock, making it stand tall against her perfect body.

"I wondered how long it would take you." He teases as their lips parted, giving her ass a hard slap, the wetness of his hand making it sting even more as a blush red handprint formed on her skin. "I haven't been able to get the other night out of my head." He admitted to her before kissing her once more. "I want to do everything with you."

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It took Lindsey a long moment of kissing her son and pushing her naked body against his before she would break to speak. The woman smiled warmly at him, running a hand over his hard chest as he talked about that fateful night for the first time in days. She playfully slapped his chiseled jaw and replied, "How long it would take ME? I half expected you to crawl into my bed like you used to... but not to sleep." She traced his jaw with kisses and continued. "Kind of wish you had." Her hand inevitably trailed down to Jason's throbbing dick. She gripped it firmly, casually stroking him. Her breath left her a moment. She could feel every pulsing vein and a heat that rivaled the water of the steaming shower.

"Me, too, Jason... I want you in my mouth... in my throat. I want you to fuck me so hard I scream your name." Her hand worked a little faster, matching the rapid beat of her heart. Her kisses continued, becoming more desperate. "Please, Jason... fuck Mommy as hard as you can."

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Jason smirked as his mother slapped his jaw, jokingly outraged that he was waiting for her to make the move. "Oh I wish I had, then maybe this week wouldn't have been a complete waste since our little frat house display." He told her as she gripped his cock, casually stroking him while he was already fully erect, she could easily feel his pulse through his manhood as they fell deeper into love and lust.

"I want to fuck every hole I can on you, mom." He told her as she began pumping his cock even faster, desperately pleading for him to fuck her as hard as he could. "As long as this isn't just some temporary shit." He told her before forcing her to turn around and pushing her against the shower wall so she was bent over. "I want to be able to fuck you any time, anywhere." He told her before pushing the thick head of his cock up against her slit, feeling just how wet she was already. "Is that something you can promise?"

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Lindsey had to agree. Had the pair simply went home and fucked each other's brains out that night, they'd have had a much nicer, albeit much more exhausting few days afterward. It's best not to dwell on the past however. Lindsey was looking ahead to a future where she walked around the house naked, ready for her son to take her over a table, against a wall, or just let her suck on him while he watched football. The thoughts came flooding into her mind of all the ways she needed him to make use of her achingly unused body. She needed someone to take full advantage of her, and it might as well be her own child.

The woman turned easily, giving a moan of surprise and joy. She leaned her upper body against the glass of the rapidly steaming shower. Her back arched, lifting her immense bottom up towards Jason. "Yes! Yes, Jason! I need your cock so badly..! I will fall on my knees anytime you say! I'll bend over and take your dick in the middle of a grocery store if that's what you want! I belong to you so long as your dick belongs to me!!" She punctuated her words by reaching back, taking a firm hold of Jason's member, and plunging it into her self. "OOOoooohhhh," she breathed, her body trembling as it took his girth an inch at a time.

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Lindsey's words were music to his ears, promising him of all the ways and all the many places she would eagerly take his cock. She would belong to him as long as his dick belonged to her. He could definitely get behind that idea, even going to college he knew there would be no girl that could compare to her. And then it finally happened, she pushed her hips back and took his cock inch by inch.

He pushed forward as she pushed back until his entire nine inches throbbed inside of her, her walls clinching down so tightly that they could feel each other's pulse. "Holy fuck, mom..." He groaned out as his hands gripped her hips as he mounted her, his hips flush against her luscious ass. "I would kill for this pussy." He told her as he began to thrust, the water creating a light sting on her ass and his hips as he began to fuck her. He would push up with each thrust so that he would hit her g-spot, his eyes full of pleasure as he lost himself to the moment. "I'm going to treat you like the deviant you are, and give you all the cock you've been missing out on for far too long."

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Most women would have been absolutely repulsed at the sound of their child calling them 'mom' and referring to their 'pussy' in the same breath. Lindsey found herself moaning quietly. The words he used along with his ever-penetrating member made her eyes roll back in sublime euphoria. Even with steam fogging the glass, Jason would be able to see a much more opaque area around the woman's mouth and nose. Her breath was even hotter than the rolling cascades from the tap above them. Lindsey could scarcely keep her head from spinning out of the moment she'd created with her son. She thought surely it would all collapse into some intense wet dream if she let herself go.

"Y-yes, Jason! Show me the right way to treat a slut like me! Give me every inch of your big cock---then empty your big balls inside of me!!" The thought of becoming pregnant by the young man had not only crossed her mind, but made her all the more needy for his dick. The risk and horrible taboo of it all was summed up in that one plea. Lindsey wanted her own child's cum everywhere---in her womb, her mouth, her ass, and all over her flesh. She wanted to bath in her son's blessed seed. Her body reacted in kind, bucking over him. Her hips rocked around the boy's erection in a harsh, rhythmic gyration. "Oh, Jason... please fuck me! Fill me up with your hot sperm and knock me up!!"

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Jason could feel his mother's body reacting not only to his cock, but also to his lewd words. Her pussy would clinch as he spoke of how he'd treat her like the whore she was, the older woman happy to take her place as his own personal fuck toy. Her hips bucked back at him like crazy as he fucked her, her plump ass slamming back against his hips, the water covering their bodies causing a nice sting with each thrust.

When she begged him to empty his balls into her and knock her up he should have pulled out and shriveled up right there. No way should he want to knock his own mother up, even if he was balls deep inside of her and could think of nothing more than his mother's perfect body. "Fuck yes!" He groaned as he slapped her ass again, further asserting his dominance. "If it's a girl she can follow in her mother's footsteps. If it's a boy, well let's just say he'll be in my exact position when he's older. Ohhh---oh fuck!" He cried out before unexpectedly cumming, the dirty talk seeming to get him off as he held his cock completely inside of her, emptying his massive balls into her pussy for nearly an entire minute before pulling out and falling back against the wall, his cock coated in their juices. "Good fucking god... I love what we've become."


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Melody squeaked in surprise as she was pushed back against the pool, her arms spreading out to hold the edge on either side of her torso. The cold cement lip of the pool dug into her back but she had no time to shift as Damian was pushing between her legs and had her pinned to the side of the pool.

She couldn't suppress the loud moan of pleasure and surprise as his cock pushed inside of her in one move. She hadn't had sex in a long time and was naturally small so it was a tight fit which made her moan all the louder at the stretch of him sliding in to the hilt. Her heels tried to find purchase on his hips and dug into his lowered swim shorts as her head tilted back in pleasure.

"Why..." Melody gasped, "didn't you?" she asked. Her body moved gently in the water against him, her breasts bobbing along in the water as she held onto the wall of the pool tightly so that she wouldn't slide down.

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"Ughhhhhhhh..." Damian hissed as his cock penetrated her; she was far smaller then he was used to, which made it harder to force his way in. Still, he grunted with effort; the uncertain purchase of the pool floor, his hands on the wall, and the water itself didn't help, but he was insistent as he thrust into her. He grinned at Melody's question; it was one made out of lust, and not rational thought.

Not that he wouldn't answer her. "Fuck." He said, continuing to thrust into her as he spoke. "I wanted you all to myself. Didn't think tugging you into the supply closet..." He moaned. "...ripping your bikini off, and fucking you until you screamed in pleasure would do us much good." His grin grew crooked. "Especially with people swimming nearby..."

The image was hot, though, if unrealistic, and his eyes went hot with lust, boring holes into her if that were possible. "I'll bet you would've liked that. Being stripped and claimed in front of everyone. Making you mine..." Oh, this girl was putting dirty thoughts into his head... and dark ones, too, as he wondered what she'd feel like under the water, sucking him...

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He was probably the biggest Melody had ever had sex with, the awkward angle and the slippery walls of the pool made it that much slower as he wedged inside of her. The feelings of being stretched and filled was exceptional and she moaned loudly as he did. Her legs moved to wrap around his waist as best she could but her legs kept slipping from around him because of the water.

The unrealistic scenario of him shoving her into the supply closet and fucking her was very hot at this moment in time and she felt herself get even more excited. Even though she never would have done something like that it was very sexy to think about and she licked her lips, "oh yes," she moaned in answer.

Despite being tight, she clenched even more around his invading length and her hips jerked into his with the pleasurable feelings he was giving her. Her fingers slipped on the wall and she clenched them even tighter before giving up and wrapping her arms around his shoulders as he fucked her.

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The only sounds exchanged between them were animistic groans in tandem with the splashing water; Damian kept her on him for a while, using the wall as minimal leverage to pin her body against. Still, her falling into the water made him smirk, and he backed up, looking down on her darkly as they moved away from the wall.

"Hope you can hold your breath...." He teased before grabbing her arms, making her let go of him as he pushed her into the water. His hands found purchase on her hips and he shoved himself back into her, fucking her as she was under the water, slapping into her hips over and over. Melody could float up if she wanted to, but she'd be on her own.

"Fuck." He said when she re-emerged, and he grabbed her hair. "I can do anything I want to you..." And after she had barely a moment to take a breath after a few thrusts underwater, Damian yanked her head under the water, pulling it towards his member as he felt the tip of his cock brush against her lips...

He was getting some dark, dark urges he wanted to do to her, all alone on the last day of their working at this pool...

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It caught Melody off guard when he suddenly pushed away from the wall with her and then pushed her down into the water. She instinctively went to take a breath and caught herself just before she breathed in water. She couldn't help the moan as he started to fuck into her once again and her eyes started to sting as the water burned them. Just as she was about to float up and take a breath he hauled her out of the water and grabbed her hair.

She coughed and spluttered and looked at him slightly wide eyed as he mentioned doing anything he wanted and a lick of thrilling fear crawled up her spine. What exactly he had planned she didn't know but she now knew it wasn't going to be just fucking her against the wall of the pool.

She gasped when he yanked her under water and then brushed his cock against her lips, Melody parted them instinctively as the head brushed her mouth and bubbles floated to the surface as her breath was forced out of her by his first thrust. She closed her eyes tightly and her legs thrashed as he held her under.

This was getting much more intense then she had planned and yet her body was as aroused as ever.

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There was something primal, intense, and exciting about feeling her struggle under the water. The way her legs thrashed, feeling her lips and tongue tightening around his manhood. Knowing he could deprive her of something so basic, seeing the bubbles of air float to the surface as his cock surged with pleasure, excited him in a dark, dark place...

And Damian wanted more of it. As much as her body would give him. He held her under as long as he dared, and then yanked her up, glowering at her as she splashed to the surface. "Mmmm." he smirked, giving her just enough time to catch a breath before he pulled her back down, her mouth around his cock again.

He fucked her face under the water, his balls slapping her chin in the water, his hips hitting her face. Close to a minute, and Damian pulled her up again... he was so close, and she was struggling so much...

"Take all of me, you fucking whore." He hissed, and then she was submerged again as he took her mouth under the water, not caring if she took in water, or couldn't breathe, until he finally finished in her mouth. She'd feel a surge of cum down her throat, and feel the misty strands of cum in the water as he spurted at her face, under the water, holding Melody down until he was done...

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Melody had started banging her hands on his thighs right before he pulled her up above the water and she gasped for breath. Her eyes were blurry from the water and her throat burned from the lack of air, the chlorine of the water, and from his cock. She squealed as he yanked her down and shoved his cock once more into her mouth.

She sucked in water and sputtered under water as he fucked her face, his balls slapping her chin and hips slamming into her face disorienting her. Through all of this her pussy started to throb in arousal, even as her legs attempted to scrabble against the bottom of the pool and her hands pushed ineffectively against his hips. She started to feel dizzy as he pulled her up again and she spluttered once above water.

Melody was so busy coughing and spitting as she sucked in air that she didn't hear the words he said before he pushed her back under. She tried not to suck in water this time and snorted bubbles as his cock slamming into her throat, her hands struggled against his thighs but grew slightly weaker as he held her under for longer and longer as he fucked her mouth. When he started to come such gagged and it came up threw her nose even as some went down her throat. She choked and gagged, sucking in water as well as cum, and her eyes squeezed tight as she felt light headed. Her body so aroused she was sure if she had been above water she would be dripping thick cream from between her thighs.


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Sellaren hit the ground hard; completely shocked. Not once, in over a hundred years of fighting, had she been so thoroughly taken by surprise and overpowered. For the first time in a long time, her honed combat reflexes didn't know how to react. Her first natural instinct was to try to roll away and get back to her feet. She made it about six inches before the brutal impact of the orcs boot with her rib cage sent her tumbling over again; her vision spinning, and the air knocked out of her lungs. Before she could even recover enough to make another move; the boot hit her again, flipping her face down into the sand.

For several long seconds, Sellaren lay completely still; stunned by the blow. Stars danced in her eyes as her vision slowly refocused. As a result, it took her a while to comprehend what she was looking at, staring across the sands. For a moment, all she could make out were hulking green blurs, looming over smaller pink ones. Even when she could make out the individual figures, her first assumption was just that the orcs and the other elven prisoners were grappling on the ground. It took some time for the reality of the situation to make it through both her disorientation and her sheer denial. When it did though, her mouth opened in shock.

Those vile animals! They were... They were raping them! Sellaren could hardly imagine such a loathsome thing; to be mounted by such a lowly creature. Even ignoring the physical pain of such a thing, the indignity of it was indescribable! Sellaren felt a knot of rage form in her throat; she could not allow this. She had to intervene. She was about to yell out in anger at the orcs, but she was distracted by something heavy falling onto the sand next to her. It was a belt... trousers still attached. Her brows furrowed in confusion as she craned her neck around to look above her. Her eyes filled with disgust as she caught sight of the now pantsless orc, before going wide when she realized what he intended.

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When the dumb bitch elf finally decided to look back and up she would the the orc Orc 'savage', naked from boots to waist, and sporting a massive, obscene hard-on, thick and veined and dripping precum. Before she had a moment to try and escape, the brute reached for her, and a huge hand curled around one delicate ankle. He yanked roughly, dragging her through the dirt. Around her, the sounds of screaming, begging elves and grunting orcs. And new sounds; cheers and jeers. Apparently the spectacle of their fight had drawn a crowd, and now her defilement was about to become tonight's main attraction.

The brute pulled her in front of him. He was reaching for her legs, pulling them from the ground, manhandling her easily. Soon she was upside down, staring up at him, all of her weight on her shoulders and neck with her ass up in the air. One huge hand held her up, hanging by a leg, as he reached down with the other to start ripping away just enough to find her tight elf cunt.

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Sellaren's fingers clawed at the sand as she tried to crawl away from the towering orc and his towering erection, only to be dragged backwards by her ankle. Her attempts to catch herself were ended as she suddenly found herself rising up into the air, her blood rushing to her head as she was lifted bodily off the ground.

The elf champion's mind reeled as she suddenly found herself dangling upside down by one leg---her other hanging awkwardly to the side. In front of her, the ground was blue and the sky was yellow, and right at her eye level was a massive, dribbling, orc cock. This situation was so far out of anything Sellaren could ever have imagined that her mind couldn't hardly accept it.

Instinctively, her balled fists began lashing out at the orc, trying to punch him in the torso. Unfortunately, the size difference was such that her arms couldn't reach all the way from where she was dangling, leaving her tilting harmlessly at the air. The trapped elf let out a yell of frustration "Arrg! Unhand me you brute!" She snapped at him, her head jerking up in surprise as she felt his slab-like hand grabbing at the fabric of the crotch of her trousers, "What are you doing!" She yelled, her heart still not accepting what was about to happen.

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The savage brute Orc growled, something in its crude language on its lips. It was impossible to tell if it knew what pathetic protests were being offered. Did it understand? Did it care?

What it did seem to care about was the prize in front of it; her cunt now bare thanks to a rent tear in the crotch of her pants. It spoke volumes of this beast that it didn't care more than that, all he needed was access to holes to enjoy his conquest.

Even as she kept struggling and protesting, the beast hoisted her up and lowered his hips. His cockhead was like a tiny elven fist, pressing against her exposed sex, and while she was still swinging at him, he started to push.

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Sellaren yelped as she suddenly felt the fabric of her trousers tear away, and the cool of the air lap against her most private area. For someone like her, this was quite a shock. It was very rare that another person got to see the proud elf naked; none had in the lifetime of any living orc.

Before she had much time to protest though, she found herself dropping down a foot---still dangling upside down by her leg. Even now, she still didn't fully understand what was happening. Or maybe more accurate, still couldn't bring herself to believe it. It was only when she suddenly felt something pressing against her groin that she finally had to start comprehending.

"Wait! NO! Stop" She squealed in sudden terror "It's too big! You'll kill meeee!"

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Orc the monster just growled again, the huge, savage beast of an orc towering over her. She started to scream in desperation and protest, and surprisingly enough, it actually stopped for a moment. Both massive hands reached out, grabbing her legs, spreading them in an almost erotic, lewd version of a wishbone. She was probably going to be glad he didn't just yank until something was dislocated.  Instead, as he glared down at her, it opened its mouth... "Elf... Cunt." It growled out. Apparently it did speak her language. Or at least a few words. Whether it understood whatever else she had screamed was another story altogether, but those words were fairly... obvious.

The brute lowered his hips, pushing his cock down and forward. She could feel her cunt being forced to spread, pussy lips already straining around him. Maybe dislocated her hips would be a blessing, and she'd have less pressure, but the beast seemed just eager to use her like a condom, slowly pulling her cunt up over its length.

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No! This couldn't be happening! Not to her! She was the Sellaren the Swiftblade; she was a hero of the elven people, a mere orc couldn't possibly be doing this to her!

Sellaren thrashed desperately as the tip of the orc's cockhead pushed against her tight opening. Her flailing attempts at kicking with her one free leg quickly came to an end, as another slab-like hand closed around her other ankle. Immediately, she felt the orc pulling her legs open. Her muscles strained to resist him, but it was like trying to stop a glacier. She was helpless to stop it, as her legs were spread wide, past 180 degrees. Her tendons were stretched painfully, and it was only her supernatural flexibility that stopped her hips from dislocating.

She was squealing loudly in protest now, but the worst was yet to come. Without mercy, the giant greenskin continued to press his massive member into her helpless cunt. It wasn't going to work, she was far too tight---her body just wasn't able to accommodate him. He didn't seem to care though, and just kept pushing, the resistance of her body slowly overcome by his strength. "Nnnnyhhhh!" Sellaren squealed as she felt the muscles of her pelvic floor being stretched to their absolute limit---maybe beyond---they were screaming at her in pain, and she was expecting them to snap at any moment.


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Helen studied Seventy-Two carefully. The movements of her face, the noises she made, the swell of her restrained chest, the curling of her toes and feet. All signs of arousal and longing that Helen had seen in dozens and dozens of other women in exactly the same position as Seventy-Two. Helen was waiting. Waiting until---

"Ah ah ahh!" teased Helen, quickly pulling the vibrator from Seventy-Two's sopping pussy. Judging from the woman's motions and cries of anguish she'd pulled the vibrator away a few seconds before Seventy-Two came. "You're not going to be allowed to cum that easily, my sweet..."

Helen reached down, gently running her index finger down Seventy-Two's soaking wet lips. She smeared the sexual fluid on Seventy-Two's upper lip and gently tweaked her nose. "Inhale deeply, my dear. You're soaking. I don't intend to let you cum easily."

Helen hummed quietly to herself, waiting a minute for Seventy-Two to calm down before applying the vibrator again, only to remove it a half-minute later. Over and over she repeated her actions, giving Seventy-Two a little time to recover before re-applying the vibrator, keeping her on the edge of orgasm.

"I think your breasts need a little adornment..." mused Helen. She went to the corner of the room, returning with two small devices. Helen pinched them onto Seventy-Two's perky nipples and pressed the small buttons at their ends; the clamps immediately began to buzz gently.

Helen repeated the cycle of torment three more times, each time having to give Seventy-Two more time to recover and less time with the vibrator. Finally, Helen walked up to Seventy-Two's head and ran her hands through the woman's hair. "How are you feeling my sweet?" she purred, standing over Seventy-Two. "You look a little frustrated."

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The control of pleasure could be a torture all on its own. Tied down by the endless circles of shrink wrap, clinging to her tight, feminine body, Seventy-Two was a helpless recipient of whatever Helen did to her. She could not even raise up her hips to cheat herself to get more contact with the vibrating head of the magic wand, though she certainly did try, as the creaking and tightening of the shrink wrap told Hunter and Helen. She let out a frustrated groan as her orgasm was snatched away, eyeing the shaking head of the vibrator as if it was a venomous serpent. She feared what would happen when Helen brought it back into contact with her because the sadistic young warden was unlikely to use it to completion. But Seventy-Two could not resist hoping for the vibrator again and hoping that Helen would give her mercy... or that she would get lucky.

Seventy-Two tried to twist her face away from the finger that had collected her juices. The smell of herself was both intimate and familiar yet also humiliating. She didn't know why it should be humiliating... perhaps it was how Helen had smeared it on her face. Like forcing a dog's face in its own mess. Perhaps because she now couldn't escape the smell of her own aroused helplessness. Her nose was twitching like a rabbit as she calmed down, and her distress visible in her supine position.

By the fourth? fifth cycle, Seventy-Two was howling with despair when Helen took the vibrator away. She was begging for mercy by the third iteration, but words were beyond her by five. That is, any word except for please. "Please please please please PLEASE!" she howled as she again thrashed at the tight, cloying red wrap.

By the time Helen came to check on her, the vibrating nipple clamps were working her into a frenzy. Seventy-Two was breathing out through her nose in a series of wet, rapid buffs. Her lips were flecked with drool and her face was a bloody mess, tear streaks, drool streaks, a flushed set of cheeks and wide eyes shifting left and right like an animal in a cage. Framed by the shrink wrap, you could see her pussy spasming, the muscles clenching on nothing, her clit aching in the air as it wept for stimulation. "I'll... I'll talk. Please. Let me. Cum. Please...."

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"I thought you might say something like that..." purred Helen, watching with satisfaction as Seventy-Two writhed helplessly before her, driven half-mad with desire. She gently adjusted Seventy-Two's hair, drawing errant strands behind the woman's ears. Helen hummed quietly to herself, walking around to Seventy-Two's pussy again, hovering the vibrator just above it, just out of reach, even if Seventy-Two strained.

"To think, I could keep you here all day..." she sighed, lowering the vibrator down for a second against the woman's clitoris before lifting it up again. "Maybe I could get Hunter to fuck your mouth again. As I kept you on the edge..." Another split second of stimulation. "We could do this for hours. Just me, you, and my toy here." Another brief moment of stimulation before she removed the wand. Helen paused, considering. Why not? It was still early in the day...

"What do you think about that my dear Seventy-Two, hmm? Or maybe I should just -" Suddenly Helen pressed the vibrator down hard against Seventy-Two's aching clitoris without warning, finally offering her the orgasm she so badly needed.

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The constant buzzing on her nipples was driving Seventy-Two crazy. At first the sensitive nubs had been overwhelmed with pleasure. Then the tight skin had been painful. And after that a strange kind of numbness set in, but for the fact that she could still feel the pulsing of the vibrators, somehow, beneath the numb flesh. And then it all cycled through again, reducing her to a whimpering wreck who tried to shake and throw the damned things off her, but Seventy-Two was unable to get free of the things.

"Please, I'll talk," she said in response to Helen's threat to keep this up for hours. Seventy-Two needed this to be over. Either to just not get any more stimulation or finally to be allowed to cum. But this edging was torture and she was going crazy. Already under her on the padded table she'd leaked enough to humiliate her when she finally got up. She wasn't a squirter, normally, but edging sessions always make her shamefully wet, to the point where she would leak profusely.

"Oh no," Seventy-Two moaned when Helen came back to do more. She thought she was going to get edged again, and this time she would scream. She really would. And she started to do just that when she realized that the vibrator was still there and she was....her toes curled and her eyes opened wide as her body went rigid as a board. The explosion of pleasure made her howl turn into a moan as she rode the strongest, most intense orgasm in recent memory.

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Helen held the vibrator down, keeping it pressed hard between Seventy-Two's legs until she'd fully ridden out her orgasm - and then some. At last, Helen withdrew it, switching the device off, for the moment. She walked back around to Seventy-Two's head, running her hands through the woman's sweat-drenched hair.

"So..." she purred. "I've held up my side of the bargain. Will you reciprocate? Or will I need to return to the stick method, hmm?" Helen coiled Seventy-Two's hair around her hand and gripped tightly, applying the slightest amount of pressure, just to remind the woman who was in charge.

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Breathless, sobbing, tingling from the crown of her head to her cuffed-together toes, Seventy-Two mewled as Helen stroked her sweaty hair and tucked it behind her ear. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused, but she was coming down slowly from her orgasmic high. Her fall was accelerated by the ever so gentle tug on her hair, which made her wince in heightened sensitivity post-orgasm.

"Bargain..." she started to say. Doubtless to finish with something defiant. "We didn't make a bargain," perhaps. But she was gripped by a sudden aftershock of orgasm, a faint echo of the pleasure she'd just known, which dug a thorn into her center, all too familiar to the denial and edging that had been her torturous build-up to the orgasm. The reminder of her vulnerability to the tortures on offer cut her defiance in the bud.

With a sag to her shoulders and a feeling of wretched weakness, she closed her eyes. "Sierra Tango," she said.


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Talia sat down opposite Nathan, their plates already laden, and bade him sit. For all that the meal was smaller than the banquets usually served here, no effort had been spared with the food, the full three courses in evidence along with two flagons of wine, one for each of them. And when he tasted it, he might notice the exotic taste of the wine, something not quite like anything else, even that which he had drunk at the first banquet.

"Oh, I do not wish to hear tales of battle, I fancy you have already told enough of those." said Talia, having switched to referring to herself in the first person once they were alone. "I would like to hear more about you. And learn more about the mettle of the kingdom's newest champion, and where a man of such prowess hails from."

She was pecking at her food, seamlessly putting a new morsel into her mouth in between each question, but she seemed far less interested in it than in him.

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"I uh, well..." The confused knight struggled on where to begin. Nathan quickly cut a gobbet of meat and popped it into his mouth to give himself time to think. Chewing it too quickly to appreciate the artful combination of spices. "Well my father is Baron Grayson, of course. Our lands are to the north, near where the orcs attacked. That's why I volunteered to fight. Not to say that was my only reason of course!" Trying to catch himself in case she somehow thought his motives were purely self-serving. "I wanted to defend the realm too naturally..."

He knew he was making an ass of himself and quickly cut himself another piece of beef and shove it into his mouth to shut himself up for a few seconds and give his brain time to regroup. "I have a brother, and two sisters." He offered lamely, trying to think of what might interest his queen. She Asked 'about him' but he didn't think he was all that interesting. The second son of a baron who's older brother was set to inherit everything and sisters who were destined to be married off to rich and/or high ranking husbands, which he supposed his own fame made them more desirable in turn. In truth He was only a solider because that was the best possible path left to him for a future. But how the hell did he tell his queen that?

"I think most of my family would be jealous that I'm having dinner with the queen!" Maybe it would even get his mother to get off his back. "The stories of your beauty do nothing to match the sight of you in the flesh." He suddenly found his mouth quite dry and reached for his goblet for the first time only to find it empty. He waited briefly, cup in hand before remembering that there were no servants at this particular dinner to fill his cup for him.

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"Oh, allow me." said Talia, standing up and taking the pitcher of wine on his side of the table. She poured a new cup, seemingly unconcerned with the impropriety of the Queen serving someone below her station. And rather than return to her chair, she leaned on the table, next to his chair.

"Beautiful? You flatter me... but justly so." she said coyly, taking a deep breath that made her bosom notably shift within her gown. "Though it barely needed to be said, you have scarce looked away from me all evening. Save..."

She smiled, a more earthy and sensual expression than he had seen on her in any of her public appearances. "...save when you beheld my handmaid. Were you thinking of the time she sucked your cock, Sir Grayson?"

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The wine had an off taste to it. And a pretty strong odor that he didn't normally associate with alcohol. Nathan didn't much care for it, But maybe this was just some kind of old vintage wine he had never heard of. After all he had never dined at the palace before so maybe this was just what royals drank. He didn't want to appear an unrefined rube so he swallowed the bitter tasting beverage down. It did seem to warm him up quickly though. Not that he needed warmth in this confined room with a beautiful woman starring him down from barely inches away. And him notably not starring at this new exposed cleavage.

He continued to drink form his cup simply to hide the expression on his face. Glugging down small mouthfulls until she mentioned his little tryst with her handmaiden. He nearly spit the wine onto her but managed to contain most of it back into the cup instead.

"Well... I... well your majesty..." How the fuck did she know? The idea of lying to his queen abhored him but at the same time he couldn't bring himself to admit something so vulgar in front of her. "I'm afraid I don't know what you speak of my lady."

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"Oh, there is no need to be shy." said Talia, looking at him with a wry smile for a moment before she refilled her own cup from his flask and sipped at it, taking in a deep breath that made her breasts rise visibly within her dress.

"My word, that is powerful... but I know she seduced you, because I commanded her to. A somewhat crude experiment, but I needed a chance to learn if you would be able to grant me... satisfaction." She moved to stop behind Nathan, resting her hands on his shoulders.

"You see, for all that you are my loyal servant... I think you have little concept of what it is like to be in my position. Few people may conceive of the need to be in perfect self-control at all times, to appear as the chaste widow in public, and to not anger the leaders of other nations who may consider marriage, or will at least need the possibility being kept open. It gives one very few chances to simply... be a woman."

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Aaaaaand now Nathan had an erection. That was just fucking great. Talking about the handmaiden brought back the memory of her on her knees, blue eyes looking up at him with a cheeky glint. at the time he assumed that was because they were practically in public and at risk of being caught by anyone who turned the wrong corner. But now it made a little more sense. It did explain why she explored his cock so... critically. Running her tongue all over it from tip to sack and taking in every scent and twitch. He assumed she spent so long savoring his load for his sake. That sly little bitch, he wasn't exactly mad at her and he still thought back on that scene fondly but still, that sly little bitch.

Nathan drank more wine in an effort to calm his rapidly fraying nerves and ignored the fact that the queen's breasts brushed the back of his head. "I am sorry to hear of your... struggles?" The fuck was he supposed to say to that kind of confession? "I'm afraid I don't know how I can be of assistance your majesty." His cock was slowly but surely engorging itself and straining uncomfortably against his trousers. He shuffled his chair a little closer to the table in an effort to hide it from her majesty's eyes.

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"Yes you do." said Talia, resting her hands on his shoulders. "You are a man, are you not? There is no need to answer, I already know that you are a man, and one who is excited by women." Her hands wandered down, and her delicate fingers began, almost unobtrusively, to open buttons.

"So, to speak plainly, I have bought you here, and locked the door... and drizzled a potent aphrodisiac into our wine, which should be taking effect any minute now... because I wish to cease to be a queen for at least a little time, and be a woman instead. And for you to take this woman's aching body, and... do what comes naturally."