Where she doesn't want to

If looks could kill, this one would certainly **** you as cruelly as possible before doing so.

"THIS IS WHY I DISTRUST YOU! JERK! ASSHOLE!"

2B swung her neck growling at you, futilely trying to move the rest of her body.

"I DON'T WANT THIS! LET ME MOVE DAMMIT!"

Her words echoed in you, but weren't enough to stop you. You pulled her panties off and spread her legs.

Your breath was taken away when you had, again, that thickness in front of you. In the daylight you could appreciate it better. It wasn't even erect and yet its size was intimidating.

"Hello again darling."

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"

"Shut up. I'm not talking to you."

You worried that her fear and hatred was growing noticeably by the second, but if that made her cock continue to throb obscenely, you were willing to prolong it.

"You know, for you to be complaining about what I'm going to do, you must be very, very badly programmed."

Your tongue stuck to her inner thigh, leaving a trail of sticky drool behind.

"...Or again, you're stupid."

As your tongue moved to her other thigh, she said:

"I thought we had made progress. I thought I… had managed to change you somehow."

You know you wouldn't last much longer without tasting that inviting cock. But before enjoying it with your mouth, you decide to give her a tease.

"Maybe you overestimated me..."

Your palm, followed by your fingertips, touch the bare skin of the heavy mass of flesh. You struggle to wrap it completely.

"...It's barely been a week, and you think you've made me a better person already?"

With a firm and somewhat tight grip, you move your arm very slowly downward, sliding the foreskin, revealing the pink tip from whose hole a drop of precum peeks out. You draw a deep exhalation from 2B. The palpitations become so strong that they manage to move your hand with their own intensity.

"...Please. You're delirious.”

The blue eyes are intent on your every move. The face she's making turns you on too much.

She struggles to speak without moaning:

"So now you're going to **** me? All this... for nothing? You never really cared about me, did you?"

"For fuck's sake... Look, I just want to suck your cock, ok?"

"..."

"..."

"What?"

"I want to suck your cock."

"WHAT?"

"I WANT TO SUCK YOUR COCK."

You quickly grab her cock with both hands and, for a second, engulf it as much as you can. Your jaw hurts to stretch so suddenly. It barely fits. You don't even get halfway in.

You pull back aggressively in a noisy movement, at the same time as 2B throws her head back and moans loudly. Gasping, you mentally thank the LDC engineers for making the cock so delicious.

The futa glans rewards you, opening its hole to release a few drops of arousal, which smear onto your fingers and slide down your wrist and arm.

Imagining all you can do now consumes you. You are already salivating.

You push the torso of your Doll gently, causing her to land on the mattress and lie face up. First you stimulate her slowly, ascending and descending, disappearing with pleasure all trace of fury, replacing all her screams of hatred with resigned moans. Then you drive her out of control with frantic and rough movements. Drops and spurts of precum soak your hand, serving as a lubricant for your movements. 2B moans harshly and twists her neck as the only ways to cope with the pleasure.

"Why...?" she moans, disconsolate, "why does it feel so good?"

You can no longer resist.

"Disengage body lock, exclude arms."

Your Doll contracts as if struck by lightning. Her legs hit the edge of the bed, her back arches and her hip pushes against the ring formed by your hand. She looks at you, then at her arms, which remain inert.

Your head remains close to her crotch, enduring the shaking around it. You point her boner against your mouth. It's not even touching you and the heat of the tip has already reached your face.

Without thinking, your lips catch the wet tip in a lascivious kiss.

She closes her eyes tightly, sinking her head into the mattress. For a few seconds, she lies motionless, giving ragged sighs. Then her hips tremble. Her moans become ****, needy. She pushes her hips forward and the tip slides down the side of your mouth, giving you a chance to taste a good part of her.

You don't think about it and, with your tongue still out, you take longer, faster licks. You want to get all slimy on the tip and sides of her cock. Technically licking is not kissing. You'd swear your tongue is melting around the phallus.

"Ah! Ah! Annngh!"

You gobble the tip again, this time, savoring it in quick, thoughtless, and sloppy movements. With that part alone your mouth is already half full. The fat organ doesn't stop throbbing inside you. One hand on its base and the other rubbing yourself through your clothes.

Your inexperienced lips rub against what little you can suck. The taste takes over your mouth. You can't breathe quite right, but it's not like you want to get away from her either. Your breath progressively runs out, but you keep pleasuring her. Your saliva dribbles down your chin, down the rest of the cock, and onto your hands.

You pull your hot mouth away, letting fresh air enter you.

"Are you close?" you ask her.

"No."

That hurts your pride, and makes you wrap your lips around her pulsing arousal again. You push your head forward, trying to reach the base, but you barely make it halfway.

Then she thrusts her hips against your mouth as hard as she can, sending her tip all the way to the end of your tongue, dangerously forcing you to swallow her size until you're near the base. Her balls slap against your chin.

You recoil coughing, your throat and palate burning. Tiny tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

You hear your Doll's evil laugh, and a smirk is in her face.

"How did you like that, idiot?"

You can't speak properly yet, but you manage to say:

"You... Y-you..."

You cough. Panting, you caress your neck. 2B continues to laugh mischievously.

Oldest trick in the book, and you fell for it.

Down below, her cock throbs, thrilled to have visited those deep corners of your mouth.

When the pain in your throat subsides, you can focus your gaze on the naughty futa's eyes. You wipe a hand over your chin. Your mouth still has more drool in it than usual.

"I can't believe... That you betrayed me like that."

"I could say the same thing about you, dickhead."

"After this, I can confirm that you're definitely stupid."

A look of pride peeks out of the synthetic eyes.

"Poor thing, didn't you like it?"

You're surprised she's talking to you that way (she has balls, after all), but you quickly regain your composure.

"I hope you're ready for your punishment."

The color drains from her face. As she processes the weight of your words, all that's left is fear in the air, and a pair of wide-open, incredulous eyes.

"Punishment? But... But... I just... I mean, I told you-"

"No no no no no, none of that. It's too late to justify yourself. I felt perfectly what you did."

She snorts, grits her teeth and looks down. Frowns. Closes her eyes tightly. Seconds pass and you look at her, saying nothing.

She relaxes her face. When she raises her head, you both know well that there's not much she can do right now.

And yet her eyes, full of determination, intimidate yours for a moment.

"Do me your worst," she says.

She fucking says.

A part of you is telling you to be careful. Another is being drawn in by that fiery attitude.

You smirk.

"That kinky, huh? I like it, I like it..."

[This story is officially on hiatus! Don't wait for me crying, you will die of dehydration!]