A. It counts as an attempt

Naruko moans helplessly, utterly overwhelmed by the pleasure that Grimmjow is inflicting on her. She has been effortlessly overpowered, defeated and vanquished by a superior hollow, one that she has no hope of ever defeating. She feels her pride as an espada rapidly draining through her gushing cunt and being filled instead with a sense of submission towards the man who will be her new master.

Yet, before she can do anything a voice speaks up.

“We must help her.” Hinata says bravely, her utterly scarlet face not detracting from her resolve.

There is a moment of hesitation from her fellow Fraccion, their weak knees nearly dropping to the floor without a fight. But her fellow Fraccion follow her orders, each intercepting one of Grimmjow’s followers as she bravely charges towards Grimmjow himself.

Yet, bravery alone is not enough to overcome an overwhelming difference in power.

Kurenai faces Di Roy Rinker, the weakest of Grimmjow’s followers. Were she at her height she certainly could confound and defeat him with her illusions despite her mediocre at best spiritual pressure. Yet, the backlash of attempting to ensnare Aizen with illusions lingers all these years later, leading her illusions brittle and easy to see through. Di Roy simply overpowers her with violence, blowing her clothes off with a cero and sending her tumbling to the ground after four exchanges of blows.

Di Roy stands over his opponent and slaps his cock down onto her wide eyed face.

“Suck it slut.” He demands.

Naked and vanquished, Kurenai can only comply, desperately swallowing her vanquisher’s cock, her eyes and body silently begging him for mercy. Her heart aches that she has failed Hinata and her mistress Naruko, but that regret cannot halt the absolute flood of wetness that drips from her pussy, as her body heats up more than it has ever felt before.

Kin, the weakest of Naruko’s Fraccion, squares off against Nakeem Grindina, the second weakest of Grimmjow’s. Neither side has any fancy tricks or unique techniques, reducing the matter to a sheer display of skill and strength. Neither is even average compared to the rest of the Fraccion that make up Aizen’s army, yet after the first exchange it is clear that Nakeem has the advantage in all categories. Kin retreats once, twice and after the third exchange falls to her knees, casting away her blade and desperately stripping out of her top.

“I’m sorry for opposing you, please have mercy.” Kin begs, cupping her breasts and presenting them to the victor, her fragile courage shattered.

“You’re mine now. Serve me and I’ll take care of you.” Nakeem declares, placing his dick between Kin’s breasts.

“Yes master. Thank you for your mercy.” Kin says with complete sincerity, focusing her whole being on servicing her new master, not a thought for her old mistress so much passing through her mind.

Ino Yamanaka is the third weakest of Naruko’s Fraccion, and significantly stronger than Kin or Kurenai. Indeed, she would likely defeat both Di Roy and Nakeem if she faced them one on one, though both would be difficult fights with a non-trivial chance of defeat. Yet despite being stronger than Di Roy and Nakeem, the foe she faces is far beyond either. Yylfordt Granz presses her back overwhelmingly, forcing her to release her blade on the second exchange and dealing her a telling blow on the fifth without bothering to release his own blade. On the sixth his blade reaches Ino’s throat, stopping just short of impailing her.

“So about that date you asked for last week.” Ino starts flirtatiously, sealing her blade and tossing it aside as she laces her hands behind her head and thrusts her chest out.

“It’s far too late for that.” Yylfordt says, utterly shredding Ino’s clothes with a single swing of his sword. “Had you accepted I may have kept you as my woman, but now I’ll simply take you as my slut-slave. Get on your hands and knees.”

“Yes master.” Ino says, dropping to her hands and knees and presenting her soaked slit to her new lord. A brief pang of regret for failing Naruko passes through her mind, but it vanishes the instant Yylfordt thrusts into her snatch. “Oh! Oh master! Punish this foolish slut~”

Tenten is the second most powerful of Naruko’s followers, surpassing everyone but Hinata through hard work and determination despite her low talent. Were she to face Di Roy or Nakeem she would be assured of victory, and could likely even defeat both at once. Yylfordt would have been a difficult but winnable battle, but as she clashes blades with Edrad Liones it becomes clear that he is even stronger.

Yet despite being put almost immediately on the back foot by Edrad’s sheer power Tenten is made of far sterner stuff than her fellow Fraccion. She lasts a full dozen blows before being pushed to unleash her resurrection, and pushes Edrad to respond in kind after six more blows.

“Kuh.” Tenten gasps, her eyes wide at the sheer power Edrad extrudes once he releases his blade.

With the unleashing of Volcánica the battle turns into a completely oneside exchange. Edrad thrusts his fist forward, unleashing a wave of fire that immolates the kunai that Tenten summoned, and then thrusts his other to eliminate the other. Tenten charges in, seeking to close the distance only to catch a fist to her gut that sends her crashing into a wall dozens of feet away.

Edrad follows as Tenten falls to the floor, her released form shutting down as the last of her energy is spent.

“D-dammit.” Tenten moans as she lies defeated.

“You fought well, better than your comrades.” Edrad says, his voice oddly respectful as he seals his blade and drops his pants. “But now you’ve lost and must suffer the consequences. Become my woman, and I will allow you to still fight under my command.”

Tenten struggles to her knees, her eyes initially defiant before she looks around and the utter defeat of her fellow servants and harem members of Naruko. The she sighs and leans forward.

“To the victor goes the spoils, master.” She says, placing a kiss of fealty upon his cockhead and then engulfing it as she gives a servile blowjob. Her hands darting down to her soaked snatch of their own accord.

Karin Uzumaki is stronger than Ino and the lesser fraccion, her natural strength and resurrection granted flight allowing her to nearly match the martially focused Tenten and her healing, administrative skill and closeness to Naruko allowed her to run Naruko’s harem’s day to day operations. Yet Shawlong Koufang is the strongest Fraccion in existence, stronger by a wide margin than Edrad and within inches of Naruko’s own strength. His first blow is a lightning fast thrust with his blade, that Karin only barely parries with her tanto, and his second neatly twists her blade far outside of her hands.

Karin turns desperately to retrieve her blade but Shawlong pounces, wielding his blade with blazing speed and expert skill to shred her uniform and send her tumbling to the ground on her back. Defeated and exposed Karin’s body reacts as she has done so often before when facing her victorious mistress, spreading her legs submissively and inviting her conqueror in.

Before her mind can catch up to her surrender Shawlong pounces, thrusting into her soaking snatch. Such is Karin’s devotion to Naruko that she manages to stifle her moans for four thrusts, her mind trying to futility deny what her body is telling her.

“Oh, Oh… Dammit!” Karin wails, her resolve breaking on the fifth. By the seventh she cums harder than she ever had in her life. Yet even as her legs wrap around her conquer and her hips begin pushing upwards to meet his thrusts, she still manages to stop her mouth from acknowledging him as her master, though it becomes harder and harder with every thrust.

Hinata was the strongest and most devoted member of Naruko’s harem, her one and only girlfriend. But where her fellows were overwhelmed by mere Fraccion, she faces an uncrowned king, and Espada-to-be, and the gap between their strengths is far wider than any other matchup.

She charges forth bravely, and Grimmjow responds with casual disdain, tossing a thoroughly used Naruko to the side and countering her with a single move, blitzing her with overwhelming speed and shredding her clothes in moments.

“Kyaah!” Hinata yelps, flushing a deep red as she instinctively attempts to cover her naked form, her hands proving utterly inadequate to cover her massive breasts.

“You’re mine now.” Grimmjow says with relish as he hoists her up by her wide hips and hilts her on his dick in a single motion.

“Oohh… Oh no! ”Hinata wails helplessly as she sees stars and cums instantly.

Grimmjow thrusts in again and she moans like an angel falling from the heavens, her body afire with desire.

Hinata loses track of time as again and again she climaxes before the relentless onslaught of the arrancar, unable to put up the slightest bit of resistance in the face of this assault. It is nearly ten minutes before she manages to regain her bearings, slumped helplessly in the sands.

“You might have conquered my body, but ah, you’ll never conquer my heart.” Hinata moans out in what charitably might be called defiance.

Grimmjow is not feeling charitable.

“Hah! I doubt that slut, given that it took me less than half an hour to get you to admit that I own your body. I’ll own your heart by the end of the week at the latest.” Grimmjow says with a cackle. “Still, I suppose that’s better than the rest of the sluts managed.”

Hinata looks over at the allies that she led into battle with wide eyes.

Kurenai, once reluctantly pleasuring Di Roy, is now moaning enthusiastically as she is pounded into the sand, not even glancing Hinata’s way.

Kin is now bent over and leaning against a nearby pillar, singing exaltations of her master as Nakeem pounds her from behind.

Ino shakes her hips relentlessly from her position atop Yylfordt, her hands laced behind her head. She moans as he slaps her ass for slowing down slightly, redoubling her efforts to please her new master.

Tenten leans sideways against a pillar, her legs split in an impressive display of flexibility, all in service of her new lord Edrad, who hammers into her.

Karin’s meagre resistance has been unceremoniously crushed, and she moans submissively as Shawlong takes her ass from behind.

And last but certainly not least, Naruko. Utterly overwhelmed by Grimmjow and his power, she has been reduced to helplessly pleasuring herself as her once harem serve their new masters.

“Naruko.” Hinata says sadly, even now blaming her own supposed weakness rather than Naruko’s helplessly slutty nature.

“Hey loser, hurry up and admit you’ve lost, get over here and suck my dick.” Grimmjow says with a sneer.

“I lost! I’m just a slutty little girl, no match for a true Espada like you Master Grimmjow. Please let me serve you master!” Naruko says instantly with true fear in her voice, crawling forward on her hands and knees to pleasure her conqueror.

Hinata slowly climbs to her knees and follows. She can’t let Naruko get tossed aside, so she has to help her pleasure their master!

The orgy continues into the night, each woman desperately serving their better. Each pleading in the only way they know how for leniency for their unforgivable crime of weakness. For the mercy of slavery, rather than death as the laws of Hueco Mundo proscribe.

In the morning after, what does Grimmjow decide?

A) Grimmjow decides to keep Naruko as his slut-slave. What happens to her, surrounded as she is in the remnants of her former glory?

BGrimmjow plays catch and release, booting her to Tres Cifras without her former harem, who busy themselves serving their new masters.