Orihime's

“Darling, you’re finally awake,” sounded my innocent girlfriend’s voice, my heart skipping a beat as I jubilantly realized that I had indeed not been **** but simply in the process of seduction by my surprisingly kinky babe.

“Ehm, Orihime, why don’t we stop this for a second and talk about consent and … all this quite important stuff.” I purposely articulated myself, pronouncing the last words as a non-disputable necessity to really ensure that she unstrapped me from this fucking cold chair!

Fright and anxiety was welling up inside me as the room remained silent except something which I could only describe as a squelching noise as if something was shoved into something wet and deep and retracted again in one smooth motion, sort of like stomping into mud.

“Ehm-” “Shh,” she harshly interjected my second attempt at negotiating with the woman I thought to have known.

Sounds of heels on the wooden floor reverberated off the room’s walls, as I felt my suddenly menacing girlfriend’s approach and the savage clasp of my right shoulder which made me yelp in surprise and pain, a fatal flaw.

Utilizing the rare chance of my agape mouth, she **** something heavy, gooey and unchewable into my mouth which instantly clogged my airway, my eyes tearing up as I gagged and fought for my life, my arms flailing in the air, grabbing and pulling at Orihime’s orange hair in an attempt to somehow plead for mercy.

She delivered it however by simply pushing the glob of tar further down my throat, my head going blue as I gasped and blinked furiously, a white light appearing before me as I already sensed my life perishing.

Gulping multiple times by pure reflex and primal urge to survive I somehow managed to get this thick stuff down my gullet and into my stomach where this fucker would be decomposed, meaning that in the end, I triumphed, effectively winning the duel for superiority.

Yet still the white light remained and as I dimly heard the voice above me order something, the bright ray vanished, revealing to my stupid, mortified self that I had been staring in a flashlight all this time instead of actually facing my creator.