XXX - Rebel

Her heart sank as she realized the purpose of the transparent chastity shield that was part of the belt. Only a thin metal wire was visible beyond the pussies that oozed endlessly in their respective long-term prisons. And to think she had tried to masturbate, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't even get close to feling something... And she also realized that her sister had to have had a lot of practice because she could barely keep up with frustrated Hannah's moans. In fact, she would have had a better time of it if she hadn't been so afraid of her new suit and the possibility of getting punished in some weird way. She could hear Hannah trying to talk, but it sounded more like an incomprehensible, animalistic whimper.

Akame was melting. This man, whom she was almost certain was her father's employee, had made Carrie lick her pussy a few hours ago. But now Carrie lay almost motionless in her corner, ignoring the other two girls. Akame felt strangely used. No one had ever done this to her pussy. Even if Akame didn't want to admit it, she really wanted to cum during the experience with Carrie. She just didn't know how to cum without clit play. She didn't know what to expect from the new owner; she only knew he was a very powerful man, but he'd gone far further than she'd expected.

Since Hannah had gotten into a fight with the chains, Akame was trying to explore her body; nothing in those clothes was designed to break. She could barely look at her own body, and her pussy was locked in its transparent prison. The chastity belt seemed to absorb her attempts to provoke any kind of movement in her groin area. It was strange, frustrating, and, most importantly, she could not feel anything... And she couldn't stop thinking about what Carrie had done to her pussy, and how she would have liked to cum. But what really scared her was that she knew that the man who was supposed to be her master was watching everything in the room. She didn't know where the camera was, but she knew it was there.

"This must be my father's doing." Her heart froze again... How long would he punish them if this was true? Why was an employee coordinating everything? What had happened to her father? The little things in her head kept spinning in front of her like numbers and strategic plans, creating a mental map in mid-air!!! Sweat trickled down her spine despite the chill...

CLANK!! CLANK!! CLANK!!

The noises Hannah made actually took her attention more than the plug itself... Keeping her jaw on the floor relieved a lot of the pressure, even though the ring that kept her mouth open pressed harder and harder against the roof of her mouth as it was starting to hurt.

"What will happen to me?" Her mind was running out of ideas, so she just started writhing again, trying to find some way out of the situation. But Akame felt trapped; and Hannah was a mess too; the poor thing hadn't stopped moaning and writhing since they'd arrived. She was covered in sweat and had been for quite some time, though her pierced nipples were hard as pebbles.

She tried to use her arms as pillows in an attempt that did not yield results, and the belt dug a little into her stomach. She really had to convince her father's employee to remove that damned nose hook. But how? She couldn't speak. How could she get out of this? How could she make him understand?

And her sister wasn't really helping; Akame really wished her sister had more brains and less emotions. And could that defeated brown-haired girl in the corner really be trusted and usefull? She seemed a little down.....completely different from how she was acting in front of the employee... The more she thought, the more questions came to her mind....