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Chapter 12
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Overwatch - Widowmaker
Apparently we had recently captured Widowmaker during one of her botched missions and had her held in custody. We were currently questioning her using alternative methods but she was proving resistant, I went to try my luck. In her holding cell, I found her suspended off the floor by restraints; metal bands around the wrists, biceps and knees. Her skinsuit was ripped and tattered, it barely covered anything anymore, certainly not her breasts or pussy but Widowmaker’s expression was blank and unconcerned with her pale blue skin being so totally on display.
I walk into her holding cell right as Jack, Tracer and Lucio leave. She stares at me darkly and says, “Hello again Jesse, back for more I see. You know it won’t work, it never does, as much as your team tries.”
“We’ll see about that darling.”
Widowmaker had one of the nicest asses I’d ever come across, tying closely with Tracer and getting an opportunity to pound it had me hard already. The restraints holding Widowmaker didn’t respond to her struggles but were easily moved around by me or any of the team, allowing us to position her in any way we liked. Apparently the team had been keeping her under lock and key, using her asshole and pussy whenever they felt like being a bit crueller than they would be with any of the girls on the team.
Currently her legs were spread wide open and her arms outstretched. I wasted no time in rubbing a bit of spit into and around her asshole before brutally jamming my whole cock in without warning or warm up. She didn’t even flinch but did give me a condescending look and said “I don’t even feel a thing.” She felt expectedly cold to the touch, both inside and out but that was easy to ignore given how wonderful her ass felt.
Her taunt was my cue to start fucking her as fast and as hard as I could manage. I spent the next hour savagely fucking her hole in every uncomfortable position I could think of that the restraint would allow. My favorite being a pile driver position since it seemed to be the only thing to actually bother her. She was upside down on the ground, with her neck and back uncomfortably bent against the floor, knees **** to the sides of her head while I speared into her **** asshole from above, often pulling my cock up toward her pussy and flicking it out while still deep inside her, making her asshole bulge to accommodate the abusive move. Whenever Widowmaker glared at me, I took a cruel delight in spitting on her face as I kept plunging down into her asshole. When I was finally satisfied and grew light headed, I pulled out one last time to jerk off and drop a load onto her pretty face, Widow locked her eyes to mine and didn’t blink or flinch once as each spurt of jizz splattered across her face here and there. As I squeezed out the last of my cum to drip onto her face, Widow suddenly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, catching that last drop, tasting it for a moment before spitting it out.
Seeing her catch my cum like that left me wide eyed with surprise and excitement. Noticing my reaction, Widow laughs mockingly and bluntly adds, “You taste awful,” before continuing to glare at me. Her scornful glares lost most of their effect though, covered in spit and cum as she was.
Yet despite the assfucking I had just given her, despite the fact her asshole refused to close, looking raw, puffy, swollen, red and sore to the touch through even the blue tint of her skin; Widowmaker’s demeanor betrayed none of it, in fact, she’s seems pleased at her own stoicism. I decided to really test out how unfeeling she really was.
There conveniently just so happened to be a fucking machine in the room. I select one of my 10” long, 2.5” wide remote cocks, one made from a soft, silicon like material with its entire length being these repeating cone shapes, like the heads of short but wide flared butt plugs. I use it as the attachment for the machine, sticking it onto the end of a piston. Lining up the dildo with her ass while she remained in that awful pile driver position, I gleefully turned it on. When the dildo first enters Widow’s ass for the first time I think I notice a flicker on her face before it’s immediately replaced by complete disinterest. Starting at the slowest setting, it slowly makes its way up her ass, with Widow enduring it stone faced, before it bottoms out at the cut off base, her ass sliping past the final cone.
The sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt before in the Sim, it makes me light headed with how good and strange it feels, this remote cock was unlike other ones I’d used, since it was soft and non-rigid, it wouldn’t just travel up her asshole in a straight line but would follow the bends in her rectum and colon. It would drive deeper than I could possibly ever manage with my real cock, sending me every little strange and wonderful new sensation as it wormed its way into her. Being that utterly deep in someone was an entirely new experience and something I wanted more of. Not only that, but because of the numerous cone shapes, it was like putting just the sensitive head of my cock into her ass, again and again all in a single thrust. Pulling out was even better, because of how the cones tapered, her asshole would narrow to the thinnest part of the dildo only to suddenly meet this huge flare that stretched her out again, it made pulling out feel like complete bliss.
Coming down from the high of sensory overload, I turn my attention back to Widow and watch her asshole slip around and past the base, wrapping around the metal shaft connected to the dildo for a moment before the machine begins retracting. It pulls back until only the tip of the dildo is still in her ass before plunging back in. This time however, I turn up the speed dial on the machine and it starts moving in and out a notch faster. I keep my hand on the dial knob as I watch Widowmaker’s face closely; she’s still completely stoic so I crank up the speed again. Every few seconds I twist the knob a little further, making the machine piston the dildo a fraction faster. After 5 or 6 twists, Widowmaker finally breaks eye contact and flicks her eyes towards the knob with a brief flash of concern before looking back at me. I remorselessly continue turning the knob, ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk all the way to its fastest speed setting, the loud whirring of the machine filling the room. The awkwardly shaped dildo kept plunging into her asshole with intense, mechanical speed, brutalizing her asshole with its flared cones, making Widow for the first time writhe in her restraints.
In her lovely French accent she tells me, “I-it still won’t work, I feel nothing, there’s no point to all this at all, you may as well just stop this charade.” Though she says it with far, far less confidence this time.
“Well missy, I don’t know about that, but I guess we’ll see. I’ll see you in a few hours.”
“A few hours?!” She says frantically
“Yeah, that’s right, a few hours, but that shouldn’t be any trouble for you right?” I say with a smirk.
I spent that whole day in absolute bliss, no matter what I was doing, I felt just complete ecstasy radiating from this phantom limb of mine at all times, it was icing on the cake knowing it came from a machine brutalizing that assassins asshole endlessly.
Returning to Widowmaker’s holding cell, I see she’s a drooling mess, fucked absolutely senseless. The machine is still relentlessly plowing that dildo into her ass, making her limp body sway with every thrust.
Eventually noticing me enter, Widow barely manages to croak out, “Please Monsieur, enough, enough.”
It probably has been enough. I go over and turn off the machine, pull the dildo out of her asshole, making Widow sigh in relief and even undo her restraints, causing her to flop down on the ground limply. Seeing her asshole, it looks completely wrecked and blown out, it didn’t belong on someone so beautiful. I almost had a hard time believing even the biotic treatments could make her feel tight again after all that.
“Alright Amelie, do you think your willing to cooperate now?”
“Oui.” She quietly responds
“You’re going to leave Talon and be joining Overwatch now, you understand missy?”
“Oui.”
“You’re going to a team player for our side from now on, and if you misbehave, betray us or do anything we don’t like, you’re going back on that thing you understand me?”
“Oui.”
“Alright now, I’m gonna give you something to make you feel better, don’t make me regret it.”
“I sprayed her sorely abused asshole with some biotic spray I’d gotten from Mercy. It took effect almost immediately, visibly repairing the damage and within moments, Widows asshole looked like not so much as a finger had been in it. Widow relaxes and relief washes over her face as the biotic fluid works.
“Mercy will fill you in on some of your new duties alright. You might not like doing em, but just remember it ain’t as bad at that” I say pointing a thumb over my shoulder at the fucking machine.
Widow just nods.
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Updated on Jan 9, 2021
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Created on May 26, 2018
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