Emmaline is Subdued, Caroline is humiliated

Though Samuel was slightly dazed, a headbutt wasn't about to put one of the spymaster's most veteran agents completely out of commission. While Emmaline wrestled with David, he pulled himself back to his feet, waving off the agents in the shadows ready to jump in and provide assistance.

He simply walked over behind her, grabbed both of the chains that bound her hands, and pulled. Though Emmaline was rather strong, she was exhausted, and the pair of men had little difficulty pulling her away. David's face was flushed from the encounter, and there was several bruises on his broad chest and shoulders, though her sudden attack hadn't managed to deal any lasting damage.

"Let's all... be reasonable about this now, okay?" David said, panting.

The anger slowly faded from Emmaline's face. Her sister might be in their clutches, but at the very least, they didn't seem like they had any intention of hurting or killing either of them. She could be patient. Caroline might hate her even more when all this was over, but... if cooperating would give her the best opportunity to get Cal out of this, then what choice did she have?

"Sorry," Emmaline said. Samuel still held the chains tight behind her back. "I got a little upset. It... won't be an issue again."

Caroline's voice still echoed from the other cell, though it's tone was growing sweeter and sweeter with each passing second. The agent inside her's face was contorted with effort, as her tight pussy seemed intent on milking the seed from his cock. The contrast on her face was wonderful--she seemed to be in utter confusion, stuck halfway between indignant anger and utter bliss.

Adrenaline raced through her system, spurred on by fear, which Caroline was finding was actually rather exciting as well. An image flickered into the back of her mind a fantasy of her older sister, trapped in the same situation as her, Emmaline's beautiful body pressed under another strange man as she was ****, her face full of bliss, and her incredibly body writhing beneath him. Caroline felt a surge of pleasure, and let out a humiliating moan.

The agent rocked faster and faster within her. It was clear that he only cared about taking his own pleasure from her body, but with the aphrodisiac coursing through her body and lurid, depraved images of Emmaline's similar debasement filling her head, Caroline had a hard time caring one way or another. She shuddered with bliss as he unceremoniously came in her, filling the young noblewoman with his rather un-noble seed. Caroline tired not to think about where she was, what was happening--anything really, instead letting her mind fill with sensation.

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