The heroic approach

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

“Begin!” shouts Master Kim, and you both book it for the back room. No more fighting, you’re not even going to try. In a real life situation, this would be the smartest choice, right? If you’re just trying not to get fucked, all you have to do is be too far away to fuck!

Agility Check: Failed!

Your sparring partners, on the other hand, have different plans, and they quickly chase you both down and tackle you to the ground. Fuck, how do they run so fast!? Or maybe it has something to do with you and Samantha being so short…

“Excellent! When you are frail and unable to fight, running away is often the best choice! Now we’re getting somewhere. THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT YOU ARE BOTH MISERABLY SLOW RUNNERS!”

You’re both picked up and carried back to the center, struggling uselessly like children against a safety seat the whole time. You’re plopped down on all fours and find that your face is right next to Samantha’s, who is in a similar position. Oh great, at least you get to enjoy being violated with your friend this time.

Inch after inch of molten warm, rock hard dick slides into your ass, forcing your mouth agape as your eyes roll back in your head. “D-Damn it… Why does i-it have to be in the a-ass…” Samantha stutters between gasps, confirming that she’s suffering the same treatment.

You give Sam a distressed look, hoping she has another plan up her sleeve, but you find her looking back at you the same way. Guess you’re both out of ideas… No matter what you try or what you do, it doesn’t seem to work, and even Sam seems to be out of tricks. Rather than wondering how to escape this time, you find yourself wondering if it’s even possible or if you should just give up. As you ruminate on your situation, the men start to move, claiming both your and Samantha’s asses and making you moan like wanton whores.

“They’re barely moving! Collect yourselves and escape!” Master Kim lectures. You and your redheaded friend do your best to struggle free, but the men crush your attempts by grabbing your shoulders and driving themselves into your asses hard enough to set your plush asscheeks in motion, jiggling back and forth with every rapid-fire thrust. You both squeal at the sudden change, being pulled too tightly against your opponents’ cocks to attempt much of anything at all.

The men continue to ram themselves deep into your asses, forcing a symphony of feminine wails from you and Samantha as you’re both fucked senseless. After watching your displays of “resistance”, Master Kim simply shakes her head. “Pathetic.”

You lean forward and press your face against Samantha’s, unconsciously seeking some companionship as your ass gets reamed from behind. She kindly reciprocates, nuzzling her face back against yours and even giving you a quick peck on the lips.

“Ha, they’re bonding,” mocks the man fucking Samantha.

The man pounding you replies, “Aww, isn’t that cute?”

The men speed up, thrusting with unimaginable **** and milking louder and more embarrassing moans from you and Samantha. “Boys are *AH* really strong Sam! *FUCK*” you yell.

“Yeah they *OH FUCK* yeah they are Em! It’s *MMF* not *FAAAAIIIIR*!” she squeaks back.

You both clench your eyes and scream without restraint as you climax simultaneously, giving the whole class a shameful demonstration of your shuddering, orgasming figures. They cheer and whistle at your opponents’ handiwork, leaving you blushing scarlet in spite of how good the pleasure being drilled into you feels.

Peculiarly, the men slow down to a leisurely pace, letting you and Samantha bask in the afterglow for a change. You don’t realize why until you come to your senses and realize that you’ve been making out with Samantha for over a minute now. Whoops. Even as you feel incredibly embarrassed, you can’t make up your mind about whether or not to stop. But it’s decided for you when the men resuming pounding away at your asses, forcing you and Sam to break the kiss and resume moaning submissively.

Without missing a single thrust, the man behind you speaks up, “Hey, you know who this bitch reminds me of? Sabrina. Long black hair, real shy, and can’t battle pokemon worth a damn. Oh, and gets real vocal when you shove your cock in her.” The sounds of high fives ring out through the dojo. Sabrina… That name sounds familiar, but you’re too busy getting your brains fucked out to remember it, so you just go back to exchanging kisses with Samantha while you both get plowed by your physical superiors.

“Sabrina is a fierce opponent! Do not make light of her!” Master Kim snaps.

One of the students on the sidelines fires back, “What do you mean? Sabrina’s a total pushover, we’ve all beaten her. Multiple times!” His gloating is met with a second round of high fives. “She’s a total joke. I don’t know why you’re not the Saffron Gym Leader, you’re way stronger.”

Master Kim sounds irritated as she replies, “That’s not important.”

The loudmouth student continues, “I mean, she kind of gives our… Hey, wait a minute. If you’ve battled Sabrina before you know what a joke she is. Unless… does that mean you lost to Sabrina? THAT weakling beat you?”

“THAT’S NOT IMPORTANT!” Master Kim screeches. “This is a martial arts dojo not a pokemon gym! All of you, back to your positions. Don’t you d-”

A brief scuffle and the tearing of bandages can be heard over your and Samantha’s continued slutty moans, before a new face is added to the center of the room: Master Kim’s. “You’re a thousand years too early to be fucking MY ass, don’t even-” her threat trails off as her mouth and eyes go wide, followed a few seconds later by a low, rough groan.

The man behind her taunts, “Welcome to the Buttslut Club, Kim.”

Readjusting to having a rod stuffed up her ass, Master Kim makes a furious expression and starts barking orders at the whole class. And that lasts for about ten seconds of getting fucked before her facade shatters entirely, and she joins you and Samantha to make three bitches moaning and wailing their hearts out as they get their asses pounded into oblivion.

The three of you rest your foreheads against each other’s, enjoying some sisterly bonding as you’re railed by the men who overpowered you. Soon your moans rise above the other girls, marking you as the weakest link in this chain of anal exploitation.

“Don’t you dare orgasm, Emilia. I swear, if you do, I’ll- *AH-AH-AH*” Master Kim’s eyes cross as her warning is rudely cut off by the man behind her.

“It’s *OHHHHH* it’s useless! She cums every fucking *TIIIIIME!*” Samantha adds. You do your best to hold back against the pleasure, but it’s beyond hopeless just as Samantha said.

“*AHHHHHHHHHHHH* I’M CUMMING!!!” you scream, apparently still suffering from that problem of announcing your orgasms when you shouldn’t. It seems to have an intense effect on your fellow fucktoys, and seconds later they’re also crying out their own orgasms. At least you’re not alone in announcing your body’s inappropriate reactions…

“Hey, this bitch is squirting just from getting her ass plowed!” exclaims the man claiming you, still recklessly pumping into your ass. You hate it, but he’s absolutely right, and your helpless cries make it impossible to deny. Your traitorous pussy is gushing yet again, this time without anyone touching it at all.

“Yeah same here!” yells the man behind Samantha as she clenches her eyes shut and groans in humiliation.

“Even Master Kim squirted. Geez, they must be a bunch of anal whores, huh?” The blonde wears an astonished expression, probably having no idea how to react to someone forcing such a demeaning reaction out of her. A round of high fives can be faintly heard over the wanton wails filling the dojo.

Samantha takes the orgasm-shaming as an opportunity to plant a kiss on your lips and plunge her tongue into your mouth, making your eyes go wide. Slowly you let your eyelids drop shut as you accept Sam’s affection, engaging her tongue as best you can while getting impaled with thick cock repeatedly. Master Kim is left with nothing to mask her cries of shame as she’s fucked straight through her orgasm, but you and Sam are moaning so loudly that the sounds ring out around your locked lips anyway. As Sam pulls back, Kim unexpectedly leans forward to lock you in a kiss of her own, quickly and forcefully wrestling your tongue into submission. It’s exactly the kind of kissing technique you’d expect of a strong woman like her, but that image was already ruined when she was subdued and subjected to the same assfucking you and Sam are receiving. She’s **** to end the kiss early though, when the men railing your asses go into overdrive without even letting you come down from your climaxes, forcing the three of you to squeal in unison.

“TOO SENSITIVE!!” you shriek desperately. Samantha cries out, “*FUCK-FUCK-FUCK-FUCK* Master Kim, aren’t you *AHH GOD* in charge here? *OH FUCK SLOW DOWN* Fucking do something or we’ll be *AHHHHH* stuck here all fucking day!” Rallying behind her words, the blonde martial artist begins to stand up even as she continues getting her ass penetrated. However, her efforts end abruptly when the man behind her rains a flurry of blows down on her ass. A series of high-pitched squeals that you’d never expect out of a powerful figure like Kim fill the room, and she quickly resumes her position on her hands and knees. But it seems like her obedience doesn’t earn her any leniency as the man pulls her long ponytail back like a makeshift leash, occasionally throwing another slap down on her firm ass. Having watched the strongest woman in the room subjugated so easily, you and Samantha know better than to put up a fight, and you simply continue to moan and wail like good little whores.

Despite pumping into you with incredible speed, they manage to continue for the better part of an hour, ripping countless orgasms from the three of you before eventually flooding your walls with molten hot spunk. Once they’re done thoroughly claiming your depths, they pull out and all exchange high fives. No longer supported by strong, hard rods in your asses, the three of you collapse in a heap, panting and mewling nonsensical noises as if you were all trying to communicate but had forgotten how. You look at Master Kim, vaguely remembering that she’s strong and might be able to handle things now that she’s not getting her ass drilled, but the look on her face shows that she’s just as fucked as you are and won’t be handling anything but cock in her ass.

Samantha finally regains enough sensibility to sigh, “It’s over…” but she’s proven dead wrong as three more students pull you, Samantha, and “Master” Kim up to your hands and knees. “No…” Sam begs.

You echo her concerns, “Wait, please-” but to no avail as the men shove their cocks roughly into your defenseless assholes, interrupting your plea and starting the cycle anew. With your fighting spirits completely extinguished, you all go right back to moaning and crying out like the sweet, submissive sluts you’ve been fucked into.

“Boys are *OH-OH-OH* strong, Master Kim,” you whine.

“Yes- *OHHHHH* yes they *AH-AH* are Emilia…” she pants in response.

“See you tomorrow for more ‘self-defense lessons’ slutbags!” You and your fellow “slutbags” lie face down, ass up in the center of the room, drooling onto the mats below you as cum and love juices drip liberally onto the floor. The men, now dressed in casual clothing, file out of the dojo one by one, being sure to give each of you a slap on the ass as they pass by. Finally, it’s over… Now you can…

…

You black out.