Fuck yes.

"Yes..." you say, falling completely under her sway. "I want to fuck you..." you grab ahold of one of her legs and lift it up, thrusting into her even more as you do. Your dick felt amazing as it slid slowly into her wet pussy. You let out a moan as you finally bottom out inside of her.

It was game over from there on. She stood there and let you fuck her however you wanted. Your mind was a blank, all you wanted was Penelope'a pussy. Nothing else mattered to you. The crafty lopunny grinned in victory the whole time. She knew she had you beaten.

Before you could she hopped off of you, to your chagrin. But you were so far gone, you couldn't disobey her. So when she told you to bend over, you did. Next thing you knew, you felt two fingers penetrating your asshole. There was pain yes. But trapped under Penelope's alluring power, you couldn't resist the pleasure building within you.

As a third finger joined the others in your ass, your hands found your cock, and you happily stroked it without regret. "Tell me you're my little bitch boy." Penelope whispered in your ear as she fucked your ass with her fingers.

"I'm your bitch boy." You said groggily, your mind a blur of pain, pleasure, and confusion.

"Yes you are." Penelope purred, adding a fourth finger to the mix and laughing at your grunts of pain. "You went down without even putting up a fight. I think you wanted me to fuck you didn't you?"

"Yes... I want you to fuck me..." you said the words but you didn't believe them. And you cried out in pain as her four fingers became a fist pounding away at your ass. You dropped to your hands and knees, feeling as if your back hole were on fire.

"Keep jerking it, bitch boy." Penelope ordered, and you complied. You stroked your dick with one hand as the lopunny fisted you faster now. Soon, you felt your orgasm building, and before you knew it you were spraying cum all over the ground before you. Penelope smiled, took her hand away, and made you lick her fingers clean. She chuckled as she walked off afterwards, leaving you there feeling ashamed and embarrassed as your wits came back to you.