Beg them to let you go

Futanari Fortress, Entrance Courtyard, at 09:37 AM on Monday March 13th, 2024.

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"Please!" The word tumbles from your trembling lips in a **** squeal. "Please let me go— I'll do anything you want later, I promise, just please—"

Hana's laugh cuts through your begging like a blade. She strokes her massive cock slowly, deliberately, her dark eyes locked on your naked, shivering form. "Later? You think we give a fuck about later?"

"You're here now," Maya adds, kneeling beside you and grabbing a fistful of your lavender hair, wrenching your head back. "Your holes are empty now. Your cunt is dripping now." She forces your face toward Hana's throbbing cock, the swollen head already leaking clear pre-cum. "See that? My captain's cock is hard now. Not later."

Rei moves behind you, her strong hands gripping your wide hips and pulling your ass up higher, forcing you into a degrading presentation pose. "Begging just makes you look more pathetic," she says matter-of-factly, running one finger along your soaked pussy lips. You gasp and shudder as the touch sends electricity through your hypersensitive flesh. "Feel how wet you are? Your body's already saying yes even while your mouth tries to bargain."

"I'll explain how this works," Hana says, stepping closer until her cock is inches from your face. The musky, overwhelming scent fills your nostrils. "You don't get to negotiate. You don't get to offer deals. You're not a person anymore—you're three warm, tight fuckholes attached to a pair of fat tits. The only choice you have is whether you open your mouth willingly or we **** it open."

Maya tightens her grip on your hair, making your scalp burn. "So what's it gonna be, slut? You gonna be a good little cocksleeve and open wide? Or do we have to break that pretty jaw?"

Your whole body trembles violently. Your massive breasts hang heavy beneath you, nipples so hard they ache. Your pussy clenches around nothing, **** and empty despite your terror. Behind you, Rei's fingers trace your entrance, not entering—just teasing, making your hips jerk involuntarily.

"Look at her trying to decide," Rei laughs. "Like she actually has a choice."

Hana grips her cock at the base, angling the thick head toward your quivering lips. "Last chance to cooperate before we make this really unpleasant for you."