Neither: a (poorly-conceived) attempt at defiance

"I... please don't make me do this," quavers Holly.

You sigh, and walk back over to the naked huntress. "Don't you get it?" you ask, gently kneading her breasts, enjoying the sight of her struggling to suppress a moan.{if Futa==true} She can't seem to take her eyes from your huge breasts, your godlike feminine body.{endif} "Whatever I want from you, I will get. Now, choose."

She takes a shuddering breath. "N-no."

"Fine. Maria, freeze. Until I tell you otherwise, you are now a true mannequin. Your mind is blank, your head is empty. You have no memory, desire, imagination, emotion, thought. All you are is a thing to be moved, to be dressed, and to be used, for the only thing you can feel is pleasure. Unfreeze."

You finally stop groping Artemis, and turn to see the results of your work. The Latina girl still stands in the position Amy and Emma posed her in, but there is no trace of the anger, misery, or fear that coloured her face only a few seconds earlier. Now, all she possesses is a bland, lifeless smile, as she stares into empty space.

"Maria?" sobs Holly. "Maria?" Still absolutely no response. The Latina stands, tussling her hair, staring right past her companion, smiling mindlessly. "What did you do to her, you monster?!"

You glance over your shoulder, to the girl who still holds her hands above her head where you left them, and give her an annoyed look. "You literally just heard me reprogram her. I gave you plenty of warning, but you still defied me. And bad slaves need to be punished. And that punishment is going to continue, as I going to fuck my new mannequin right in front of you, and you can think about what your defiance has achieved."

The powerful huntress heroine lapses into pathetic sobs as you move behind what was once Maria, strip her clothes off and bend her at the waist, moving her hands so that they pull apart her butt cheeks for you. You make extra care to turn the mannequin's head so that her empty eyes stare right at her partner, still unflinchingly smiling. Then you plunge into the doll's hot, tight vagina, relishing the feeling of her flesh being parted by your unyielding cockhead.

"God, she's so fucking tight," you groan. "Come on, Holly. Watch me fuck this hot Latina mannequin. Think about how good you would feel in her position."

You slam in and out of Maria, grunting and grinning at the release, the girl's posture never faltering, her plastic smile never fading. The other heroine's flow of tears eventually stems, as she stares wide-eyed at your ravaging of the object that was her friend only minutes before. At a signal from you, Amy and Emma move onto Holly, posing and stroking and kissing her nubile body. Despite herself, the huntress begins to moan at their ministrations, somehow unable to look away from you and Maria.

You pour your frustration, your irritation with these defiant whores into your hammering of your mannequin. Although her conscious mind is incapable of processing even these basic feelings, her body's response is totally unabated. Her chest heaves with excitement,{if Futa==true} even as her tits bounce from your thrusts in time with your own breasts{endif}, and gushing pussy juices mix with your precum before seeping out of her ravaged cunt. Eventually you feel her vagina clamping down on your cock, desperately squeezing you as she undergoes an intense orgasm, her breath catching and gasping moans sounding behind her motionless smile. Her partner watches, moaning into Amy's kiss, as you pull out of Maria with a schlllluuuupp. You walk around the petite Latina, your throbbing cock dripping with juices; you use your hands to open her mouth, and shove your meat right down her throat. You will yourself to cum, and feel the familiar euphoria of ejaculation, firing several spurts directly into her stomach. Then you slowly back out of her, spurting first into her unmoving mouth, and then onto her face. Maria doesn't even blink as you coat her chin, cheeks, nose, forehead, and hair with your cum. Her eyes just smile straight ahead, holding her mouth open where you left it, white batter resting on her tongue, her eyelids, her lips, everything.

On seeing that sight, Holly can't help herself, already right on the edge thanks to your two gorgeous slaves devouring her body. The heroine cums, hard, breasts heaving as Emma and Amy lick up the dribbles of juice that escape her cunt. Tears streak her face in shame at her carnal weakness.

"What are you going to do with us?" whimpers Artemis.

"Nothing. For now," you say, as Amy greedily licks your cock clean. "You two are more valuable to me in your roles at S.P.E.R.M. You won't even remember that you belong to me, until you and all the heroes have already lost. But perhaps, regardless of what I may hypnotise you to believe, you'll have learnt deep in your heart to respect your rightful {if Futa==true}mistress{else}master{endif}."{if Futa==true}

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This storyline has not been updated to be readable from a futanari perspective beyond this chapter - yet. You can continue reading with a male protagonist POV, or try a different storyline! Or wait a while, and updates will come. Thanks for choosing my story, and I hope you’ve enjoyed it so far!{endif}