Deny Alex

"I... I can't do it, Ryuko." You stammer. "I refuse to give her what she wants! Let's run for it instead! I want our first time to be private, and without sadness!"

"May, you don't understand!" Ryuko cried out, fear in her eyes. But it was too late.

"Hmph." Alex smirked. "May, I gave you the option to make a wonderful memory. But I never gave you the option to avoid your duty. And that duty is to perform for me, right here, right now."

Alex flicked open a hinged panel on the armrest of her throne. She pressed a button, and the collar on Ryuko's neck started flashing. Ryuko stopped crying instantly, and her expression changed from one of sadness to one of lust. She looked just like one of the futanari.

"The mind-control collar... It isn't permanent, but it puts the wearer into an unwilling state, where they cannot resist fucking the first thing they see. In this case, you, my dear May."

You try and run away from Ryuko, but it's no use. With oddly powerful strength, she grabbed you by the arm and pulled you onto the bed with her. She wasn't herself anymore. She was like a robot, or a puppet. A mindless **** of Alex's whims.

"I might have given her an injection to increase her strength, too. Juuuust enough to pin you down."

Ryuko was on top of you, pinning your arms down with her left hand, and kneeling on both sides of your torso. She smiled as she took her right hand and slowly ran it down your exposed stomach toward your crotch.

"Ryuko, please!" You cried. "Snap out of it!" But she couldn't, and she didn't. On her throne, Alex was watching with hungry eyes. She had already begun to stroke her massive dick, although slowly. Ryuko's tender hand entered your swimsuit, and made it's way to your lips. Tears started to form in your eyes as you felt two of your lover's fingers enter your unwilling pussy.

"Why...?" You cry. "Why, didn't you do this from the start? You could have just **** us all to bang like dogs! You could have kept us in cages, instead of giving us rooms and entertainment! Why did you give us hope, if all you had to do was control our minds?"

As Ryuko continues to finger your tender cunt, causing it to grow wetter with every thrust, you looked up at Alex, and noticed that for the first time ever, she had a somewhat serious expression on her face.

"Why?" She responded. "It's true. I use you girls to make money. When it comes down to it, that take priority. But... I'm not as selfish as you think I am, May."

"Huh?"

"You're right to hate me. I am a bit of an awful person. I don't want to even go into my experiments. But... I'm not an absolute monster. I only punish those that disobey me. I want you girls to live a happy life... That's why I try to sell you off to the best people for you. It doesn't always work out, but that's part of owning a business..."

Ryuko pulls out her fingers. They're soaking wet with your juices. She takes her hand, and undoes the strings holding up her swimsuit. Her suit pieces drift to the mattress like falling leaves. Her boobs are about your size, but they're a bit rounder and perkier. Her crotch is decorated with a tuft of dark blue pubic hair. Amusingly enough, it also has a red stripe on one side. Her cunt is far wetter than yours, dripping juices on the mattress every other second. She starts undoing your suit as well.

"I wanted to sell you and Ryuko as a package. I wanted to sell Cammy and Weiss together as well. But my clients were too insistent, and so I was **** to separate you. And now look what that's done. Weiss went missing, and you two have been **** into fucking each other against your wills. I really wish you had just done it with her, but I suppose it can't be helped. It's my fault you defied me so..."

Ryuko finished removing your swimsuit. Your breasts lay bare, and your wet vagina glistens in the light. Ryuko smirks, and moves her knees forward, around your head. You watch uselessly as her pussy descends on your pretty face, smothering your lips with her own. She grinds her slippery cunt against your lips, horny and waiting. You refuse to open your mouth however, at least until Ryuko cruelly starts twisting your arm.

"Mmmm, MMMmm!" You cry in pain. You struggle to keep your mouth closed. Tears start running down your cheeks. You notice Alex isn't stroking her dick anymore, but instead is just watching you with a melancholy look on her face. Eventually, the pain becomes too much. You open your mouth, and stick your tongue up Ryuko's hole, eating her out. Her salty pussy-juice dribbles into your mouth. Her vagina is soft and warm. You dig your tongue deeper into her cavity and lick the sides. Ryuko's face is one of pure bliss. Her tongue hangs out of her mouth, and her head is thrown back. She rudely grabs you by the back of the head, and pushes you deeper into her crotch, wrapping her legs around you as well. She rubs her nipples and moans as you lay pinned between her legs, being **** to continue performing cunnilingus on your zombified girlfriend.

"I... I can't jack off to this..." Alex mutters to herself.

"Fine, May. You win. Well, at least in some way..." She pushes the button on the armest an the lights on the collar turn off. Ryuko wobbles and shifts about, then falls flat on the mattress, out cold. You lay breathing heavily, your face covered in sticky lady-jizz.

Alex walks over to the door.

You try to get up, but you're too stunned to do it quickly.

"Enjoy the room for the night." Alex says. "I'll turn the cameras off and everything. Blues will come to pick you up first thing in the morning."

You run for the door, but it's too late. Alex slams it shut behind you, and with a click, it locks behind you. You pound on the door in rage for minutes until you slump to the ground in defeat. Then, you remember. Your hairpin.

You try to open the lock, but it doesn't work for some reason. Then you realize that Alex jammed something in from the other side. She knew about your lockpicking skills. You were too late. You slumped back down, your back to the door in defeat, and cried.

An hour later, you made your way back to your sleeping girlfriend. You wiped her off, and lay down next to her, not bothering to put your swimsuit back on. As your tears dried off your face, you drifted off to sleep, embracing her and holding her tight.