Try to end this quickly with a pin

Central Courtyard, Futanari Fortress, at 9:56 AM on Monday, June 12th, 2023.

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You surge forward while blood still pours from Vera's shattered nose, your warrior instincts screaming at you to capitalize on her disorientation. Your hands clamp onto her shoulders with iron strength and you drive forward, using every ounce of your athletic power to overwhelm her balance.

Vera's boots skid backward on the stone mat, her eyes going wide with shock as she realizes she's falling. She hits the ground hard, the impact driving the air from her lungs with a grunt. Her red braid whips across the stone as her scarred back slams flat.

"Fucking—" she starts to snarl, already trying to twist free, but you're already moving.

Your tactical brain processes everything in a fraction of a second. Pure strength won't hold her—she's too experienced at ground combat, too powerful. But that massive cock jutting up from between her legs, rock-hard and throbbing? That's the vulnerability.

You yank your absurdly short skirt up around your waist and drop your hips down hard, spearing yourself onto her eleven-inch shaft in one vicious motion.

The penetration is immediate and overwhelming. Your pussy stretches wide around the thick crown, your slick entrance spreading impossibly to accommodate her girth. The swollen head punches through your virgin-tight opening and drives deep, every veiny inch sliding into your channel with obscene wet sounds. Your inner walls grip and ripple around the invading cock, your hentai body designed to take this violation and transform it into devastating pleasure.

"FFFUCK!" Vera's entire body goes rigid beneath you, her back arching violently off the mat. Her hands fly to your hips, fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to leave bruises, but she's not pushing you away—she's pulling you down harder, driving her cock deeper into your clenching heat. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh FUCK—"

You slam your palms down on her shoulders, pinning them flat to the stone while your pussy grips her shaft like a velvet vice. Your massive breasts swing heavily above her face, the exposed one bouncing with each deliberate roll of your hips. Your steel-blue eyes are cold, calculating, utterly in control even as your cunt floods with arousal around her throbbing meat.

"Stay. The fuck. Down," you growl.

"Can't—nghh—so fucking tight—" Vera gasps, her green eyes rolling back. Her hips buck involuntarily, driving her cock deeper, and you feel the thick shaft sliding through your soaked channel, the veins dragging against your inner walls. "Your pussy—it's—nghh—milking me—"

The crowd is a roaring wave of noise around you, but you block it out, focusing entirely on maintaining your pin while Vera's brain short-circuits from the sensation of your perfect cunt squeezing her cock.

You roll your hips in a slow, deliberate grind, feeling every inch of her shaft sliding through your gripping passage. Vera shudders violently beneath you, her fingers spasming on your thighs.

"One!" Captain Dominika's voice cuts through the chaos.

Vera tries desperately to manifest her second cock, her face contorting with concentration, but nothing happens. Her mind is too fractured by pleasure.

"Two!"

"No no no NO—" Vera's voice breaks into a high whine. "Can't—can't hold—"

"Three!"

The instant Dominika's count finishes, Vera's cock erupts inside you. Her whole body convulses as thick ropes of hot cum blast deep into your pussy, flooding your channel with her seed. You feel every pulse, every violent throb as she empties herself helplessly into your clenching cunt, her balls contracting as they pump load after load into your womb.

"FUCK! FUCK! CUMMING!" Vera screams, her face twisted in agonized ecstasy and humiliation. "Can't stop—so much—filling you—"

The crowd's noise shifts from excitement to shocked laughter and jeering. Futanari voices call out mockingly:

"Did Vera just cum from being mounted?"

"Fucking pathetic!"

"Couldn't even last to the count!"

You lift yourself off her cock with deliberate slowness, feeling inch after inch of her shaft slide out of your pussy with wet, obscene squelching sounds. When the swollen head finally pops free, a flood of thick white cum pours out of your stretched opening, running down your thighs in heavy streams. Vera's cock lies twitching against her stomach, still dribbling the last spurts of her premature orgasm.

Vera lies sprawled on the mat, chest heaving, her face scarlet with shame and lingering pleasure. Her eyes are glazed, unfocused.

You stand over her, adjusting your torn clothing with steady hands despite the cum coating your thighs. Your expression remains cold and utterly controlled.