The guards make you a mess, but Emilia keeps you clean

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

You’re still lying on your back, but no longer against the cold floor. Instead, the warm, broad chest of a Team Rocket grunt rests beneath you. You muse about how much more you would have hated that just a few hours ago, but you’re jolted back to awareness by the feeling of a tongue against your lower lips. It’s Emilia, on her knees with her cum-splattered face between your legs. And a guard stands behind her, holding her hips in his hands.

“N-No, Emilia, too sensitive…” you plead. It’s not like that line did any good when Emilia said it, but good god you can’t take anymore…

When Emilia looks you in the eyes, though, it’s like she’s a completely different person. She grins wide and says, “I want to make you feel good, Professor! Like you did for me!” She hits you with the puppy dog eyes. Combined with those fat jugs hanging from her chest, it’s a deadly combination. She’s way too cute and sexy to say “no” to.

“O-Okay dear, just be gentle. I’m tired, so you have to be *GENTLE!!!*”

You’re rudely interrupted by the guard beneath you. He plunges his cock into your asshole with no remorse. You grit your teeth for a moment, but it’s not enough to stop your critically sensitive backdoor from entering another degrading climax.

“*FUUUUUUUCK!!!*” you scream as pleasure, guilt, and hopelessness overtake you. At practically the same time, a single sound of skin against skin rings out through the cell, followed by an equally intense scream from Emilia. She grabs your hips and buries her face in your crotch, shaking from head to toe all the while. You’ve both been turned into to moaning, quivering messes just from a single stroke of these kidnappers’ cocks…

Of course, the guards give you no time to relax, instead slamming themselves into you with the most speed and **** since you got here. Your pussy, delighted by your **** and humiliating assgasm, leaks enough juices to carry the guard’s cum out with it. You try to apologize to Emilia in broken speech, but she doesn’t seem to mind at all. She slurps away as though she loves it, which only drives your arousal to further heights. Even the pleasure of her tongue is too much, so you put your hands on her head and try to push her away, but your arms feel like nothing but shaky twigs. Your pupil easily moves them away.

“You taste *AHH* so good!” she declares. “You’re so hot! I c-c-cant *STOP* licking! It feels *GOOD* too, r-r-right?”

You attempt to answer, “Y-Yes, but *AH!* OH *AHHHH!* FUCK!”

Emilia doesn’t even wait for you to speak before diving back into your muff, licking with renewed vigor and driving you straight to another orgasm. With both your holes under such a euphoric ****, your mind just can’t hold itself together anymore. You howl in surrender, squirting a fountain of girlcum for Emilia and squeezing desperately against the Team Rocket cock that’s conquering you. Team Rocket wants to make you their whore? That’s fine, because your rescue attempt was a ridiculous failure. All you can do is cum anyway! The girl who’s like a daughter to you wants to fuck you senseless with her tongue? Perfect! It’s only fitting that she has this kind of affection for you after you took care of her for years, right? She’d be a mess without you! And you can’t deny that you love her too, especially that sexy body of hers. Morals? Taboos? You don’t care anymore! You just wanna cum! You can practically feel your eyes glaze over as Emilia moans into your cunt so loudly you can feel the vibrations…

Status Gained: Submissive

Status Gained: Infatuated (Emilia)

Hours seem to pass with the two guards finding all kinds of positions in which to screw both you, and the girl you were supposed to save. By the time it’s done, even Emilia has ravaged every part of your body. You’re absolutely ruined. Cum leaks from your holes and coats your skin. The criminal captors finally drop you on the floor and leave, locking the cell door behind them.

Emilia looks equally as trashed as you, but that doesn’t stop her from crawling over and placing her lips on your pussy, determined to clean the guards’ cum out of you once more. You let out a shaky moan of resignation and allow the girl to do whatever she wishes. Oh god… Oh fuck… Oh no…