Give it to her harder

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene.)

Insight Check: Failed!

If it’s “harder” she wants, then it’s “harder” she’ll get. You begin throwing your length into her, making sure the sound of your crotch hitting hers can be heard every time you move your hips. The ninja girl counters by squeezing down on your cock, slowing your hips down with added resistance. Conversely, the dildo inside you starts to expand, pressing against your walls and adding newfound pleasure to every thrust. Oh fuck.

You put more **** into your strokes, kissing her womb and making the bound Gym Leader cry out in helpless approval. With how much effort you’re putting in, your own tits are bouncing even more than Janine’s, and the purple-haired pervert makes no attempt to disguise her stare.

“That *hah* rack of yours is *ohhhh~* bouncing like YOU’RE the one getting fucked! Can you even haaAAAAnndle being on top, Emilia?”

The feeling of bucking into her depths is too good not to grin and moan, despite how much you want to scowl at her. Instead, you simply decide to fuck her harder. Hard enough that this tied up, orgasmic failure of a ninja can’t talk crap anymore. The pleasure you’re getting as she squeezes down on your cock motivates you to fuck her harder still, but maintaining this pace while pushing past her enjoyably tight walls every single time is testing your endurance, in more ways than one…

“So? *AH* How is it? Getting to *AHHH* make a cute *FUCK* ninja girl yours? If you can really call me yours when I *fffffff* can barely feel you moving,” Janine comments sweetly.

“Lot of words, for a caaaaAAAAAptured slut,” you answer. “But *ONE* of us is t-t-tied up, and the other has a *FUCKING* strap-on!”

Your conversation continues like that, Janine running her mouth like a nuisance despite her body shaking with every thrust, constantly requesting validation of how good her pussy feels, and putting you down for not fucking her hard enough. And, to her credit, her cunt is masterfully working your rubber phallus. You’re pretty sure she’s found your g-spot, and knows how to squeeze in order to press your end of the strap-on against it. Your resistance to her squeezing gradually wanes to the point that you’re leaking love juices in a puddle beneath you, just like Janine has been since you started fucking her. Your cheeks are flushed and your breathing is labored, but the perpetual taunting from Janine keeps you driving your hips into her over and over again. Your resistance to her words soon wanes away as well, allowing her to insult you non-stop while you offer no reply except crying out like a whore.

“Do you even know what you’re *AHH~* doing with this thing? I said fuck me harder! Are you taking a breather so you’re sensitive cunt doesn’t cum too fast?”

That’s exactly what you were doing, but after being called out on it, you have **** but to throw your outmatched crotch into hers once again. You close your eyes and let your mouth hang open as you continue thrusting into her tight snatch. Each time it’s a struggle, your own cunt clamping down involuntarily against the strap-on inside you. Your toes are curling, your ass is trembling, and your nipples are as hard as diamonds. Your confident rhythm from earlier has degraded to jerky, uneven, and unwilling strokes, forcing your lips into an O-shape every time this unfair pussy sucks you in to the hilt. Though you’re the one moving, it’s very clear that she’s the one fucking you. The length in your pussy may as well be Janine’s strap-on at this point… As your wails of pleasure rise above Janine’s, you realize you’re in over your head.

“Are you going to *AHH~* cum? Will my pussy make you *OOH* cum? It’s too good for a slut like you to handle, right? You know it’s true!”

All the talk about cumming puts you at the point of no return. You desperately pull your hips back as hard as you can, trying to retreat from the kunoichi’s dangerous honeypot. Yet, your movement is halted as she squeezes down as hard as she can, too hard for your tired body to overcome.

“I think you’re going to cum! You’re dripping everywhere and moaning like such a slut. You can’t handle my pussy, can you? It’s making your strap-on feel too good, bending and pulsing and pushing against your sensitive tunnel… My superior pussy’s going to make you cum!”

“FUCKING. LET GO. FUCKING… CUMMING!!!” you scream in frustration. You wail in climax, easily loud enough for the entire mansion to hear, but you can still vaguely detect the sound of snickering from the bound kunoichi. Your cunt starts squirting freely, producing a lewd torrent of your girlcum falling on the floor as it fails to get past the strap-on. You’re the one with the cock, yet you’re having such a disgracefully girly orgasm… A fact which Janine also notices.

“Are you squirting? Seriously? Orgasming like a whore can’t be cured with a fake cock, I guess. That cunt of yours is wimpy through and through.”

Your pussy starts squirting even harder as her words hit your pride full ****. She snickers some more, while you continue your girly moans, sounding like the last person qualified to wield a fake cock. Your hips and legs have lost all strength, leaving your entire length locked inside Janine’s inescapable walls as you shudder from head to toe. Both of you have rubber cocks in your pussies, but one of you is making the other squirt like an enormous slut, and she doesn’t even need to be untied to do it. The difference in your skill is obvious. Your quaking quim never stood a chance. You should have just kept watching from the shadows…

Minutes pass with you having become the captive, unable to retreat from a horribly lost battle against the smug kunoichi’s superior pussy. She’s sure to throw in more teasing and snickering while she uses the rubber phallus to wring the girlcum out of your crotch. At this point you don’t know if you’re having multiple orgasms or a really long one, but you know for sure that fucking a kunoichi was a mistake. Your pleas to be released have fallen on deaf ears over and over again, until finally…

“*HWA!*” you squeak, falling on your butt, head spinning and eyes unfocused after being drained dry in a way you never thought a girl could. You shakily scoot to the nearest wall and sit yourself up against it. You’re completely out of breath, and it feels like you’re days away from being able to stand again. You may have lost that fight, but she’s still tied up, so you’ll just declare her captured and call it a day. At least, that’s the plan, but you soon hear the sound of something fabric-y being cut. Uh-oh…

The dreaded ninja girl towers above you, freed from her bindings and looking down at you ominously. “Some ‘Master’ you turned out to be. You had me all tied up and got to shove your rubber cock in me, and I STILL had you begging for mercy! You fell for the honeypot and couldn’t resist a single word I said. What a pitiful kunoichi.”

“I-I couldn’t help it! Your *HUFF* pussy is t-too strong! It’s not fair!” you protest.

“Well, I guess that much is obvious. A pussy like yours, that cums helplessly even when it’s on the dominant end of a strap-on, is no match for mine. And while we’re talking about helplessness, I’ll be taking this…” She pulls her gi off of you and dons it dramatically. “…and this.” She yanks the strap-on off your hips, leaving you entirely naked. You’re too tired to even lift a finger to stop her.

“After such a pitiful demonstration, there’s certainly no place for you here as a student. But perhaps we can find some other use for you? Someone who steals my ninja gi and claims to be the ‘Master’ definitely isn’t here as a trainer. She’s here as an usurper, so I’m not obligated to let you go! Let’s see what I can do with these ropes…”

Gulp.