Eleven and Mike need to get punished

“You didn’t surrender willingly, Eleven,” the avatar of the Mind-Flayer’s voice took on the same creepy, resonant quality as Billy towered over them. “You should have given up when you had the chance because now there will be no mercy, no quarter. We are going to fuck you and your friends until all you care about is fucking. You’re going to find yourself doing dirty, filthy things to your boyfriend, his friends, your cop over there. This orgy won’t stop until we break every taboo there is.”

Mike yelled out as a tentacle squeezed tightly around his crotch. Eleven groaned from the pressure of another of the black, bulbous limbs but Billy just laughed, enjoying the eighteen-year-old glaring at him as he fondled one of her breasts. He appreciated the weight of it in his hand almost as much as he savoured the hateful look in the superhero’s eyes as he freely groped his captives.

“Once you’re liberated of all your petty human inhibitions we’re going to unleash you upon your other friends and family. You will be our thralls, fuck-slaves of the Upside-Down. You see, the Lords of this plane will no longer be phantoms in your world…”

Mike shuddered as the tentacle which was squeezing him also started to vibrate, making his cock rise and stiffen. Billy chuckled as both his victims started to jerk their hips in a mix of pain and pleasure. He stretched out his arm to show them the fate of the rest of their friends, “Vecna and I will be conquerors.”