Ask her to make it memorable.

“I want it to be special.” Ren requested from Carmen.

“Very well,” The cognition of Ann’s persona began, “but understand this: I require your trust and obedience. Follow my instructions and you shall attain unforgettable pleasure.”

As his cock twitched out ‘YES’ in Morse code, Ren looked to Ann. “I’m game if you are.” She agreed.

Ren smirked and told Carmen. “We’re all yours.”

The pink woman hummed pleasingly. “Wonderful. To begin, hold still.” She ordered. Ren tensed up like a statue. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Ann was just as still. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

From Carmen’s belt of roses sprouted two vines, as thick as fingers. A vine extended towards Ren and Ann. He clenched his throat right before the vine touched his Adam’s apple and slithered around his neck. When it re-joined with the stem, it tied itself into a knot. The vine collar was tight, but not unbearably so.

Carmen purred, giving the leashes a light tug. “Not _too _snug? Good. The line between pain and pleasure is thin.” She pointed down. “On your hands and knees.”

Ren knelt down on the soft, desaturated ground. His face was red. The position felt so embarrassing yet so titillating. Part of him wanted to buried his hard-on into the dirt and fuck the earth.

Ann got on all-fours too. Her cheeks were blushing and her nipples hard.

Carman studied the supermodel, tilting her head. “Mm, somethings missing or rather, not missing.” She snapped her fingers. In an instant, the remainder of Ann’s clothes were consumed by flames. The fire extinguished itself soon after, leaving no burns on Ann. “Much better.” Carmen said.

The ability to essentially erase clothing fuelled his imagination with situations of the girls in the Phantom Thieves having their clothes destroyed in battle, which in turn fuelled his erection with more blood.

Carmen strolled over to Ren, reached down and rubbed his messy hair. “Such a good boy.” She whispered. He looked up at her imposing eyes. “Roll over.”

He rolled onto his side, then his back, taking care not to accidentally pull his leash. It wasn’t that he feared **** himself, but more that he didn’t want to upset Carmen.

“Good boy.” His mistress repeated, playing with his hair. “Before we go on. I have some questions.” Ren only opened his lips by a centimetre before Carmen muzzled him with a hand. She laughed lowly. “You won’t be answering with words.” Her hand left his mouth and glided down his body to hover teasingly close over his erection. “Question one: Do you like being submissive?”

His dick twitched, infuriatingly short of touching her hand.

Carmen smiled. “Obviously. Question two: Do you want to be dominant?”

His cock jerked again.

She giggled. “A sub and a dom. Women like a man with this kind of… flexibility. Question three: Do you want to dominate me?”

His penis jolted three times.

The giant lady licked her lips. “Mmmmm, maybe later. First, I’ll give you a treat.” She stood up and ordered: “Back on your front.” He pulled himself to his hands and knees. “Ann.” Carmen called, pointing to a spot a few metres in front of Ren.

Ann perked up and crawled to her mistress’s desired destination. Her movements weren’t sloppy. They were as graceful as when she seduced him back at the mall. Even when nude and on all-fours, she acted like supermodel, showing off her perfect body in all its glory.

“Good girl.” Encouraged Carmen once she reached the spot. “Now show our good boy his treat.” Ann bent down at her front while raising her rear, presenting her pussy to Ren. She looked back to him with dreamy eyes and started slowly swaying her pelvis.

His manhood aimed itself at her womanhood like a missile. Ren simply needed permission for launch. Carmen started the countdown. “Approach, slowly.” He did so, creeping on Ann like a hunter, yet his prey wanted to be impaled by his weapon.

When Ren was face-to-crotch with Ann’s vagina, Carmen tugged his collar. “Stop.” She knelt over him and whispered, “When confronted with the lips of one’s wanting lover, what is one’s duty?”

He wordlessly answered by kissing Ann’s vertical lips, drawing gasps of delight from her horizontal ones. He slipped his tongue into the gaps, lubricating in preparation. With the shallow pits wet, Ren moved deeper, stretching and rolling as much as his tongue could manage. Remembering he was neglecting something special, He pulled out and gave her clit the loving licking it deserved. The task became trickier as Ann quivered.

“Good boy. A satisfactory kiss.” Carmen announced. “The time for the main event is here.” Ren dragged his lips from Ann’s. His mistress bent low, bringing her masked face to his ear. She issued her next command with devilishly drawn-out and glee. “You… may… now… mount.”

Like a rabbit, Ren hopped on Ann, pressing their sweaty bodies together and nuzzling each other’s heads. His pulsing cock rubbed in the folds of her pussy, searching for the sweet spot until- YES! OH FUCK YES! Ren felt his member squeeze itself inside a hot and tight tunnel. He let his cock get cosy, taking in the sensation of truly being inside a woman. Ann yelped, shuttering from the point of insertion. She interlocked her fingers with his.

Carmen loomed over the couple. “Thrust.” She commanded.

Ren pulled his pelvis back, taking care not to fully decouple, then he jolted forward. His cock grinded against the moist walls inside Ann, while his hips slapped her firm ass. Both grunted in ecstasy.

“Keep thrusting.” Carmen ordered, biting her bottom lip.

He happily complied. Humping Ann with the speed of a thirsty traveller working a hand-operated water pump after a long trek through a desert. Ren and Ann panted in synch.

“Yes.” Carmen chimed. “Mate! Mate like the animals you are! Embrace love and lust!”

Ren latched his mouth onto the lower section of Ann’s neck and lightly nibbled her marshmallow-soft skin.

“Faster.” Carmen commanded.

He thrusted quicker. Ann’s vagina lubricated his dick with its own juices to help.

“Faster!”

Ren put himself in top gear, yet needed to resist having his movements stunned by the bliss of edging.

Carmen herself was panting now. She ogled the mating couple, raking a hand across her cleavage and yanking aside her dress to free a plump breast. She circled a purple nipple with her little finger while talking dirty under her breath.

A fluttering noise made Carmen glance over to see Pixie hovering next to her. The fairy gave a puppy-eyed expression.

Carmen freed her other tit, giving a consenting smirk and wink. Pixie grinned a dived head-first to smother her face into the pink pillow. She cupped it in her hands and sucked on the teat.

While refocusing on Ren and Ann, Carmen squeezed her other nipple. The couple oozed with sweat and steam. The mighty mistress sucked in a wad of air before bellowing her final command. “CUM!”

Ren and Ann yelled in elation. He arched backwards as heat exploded from his cock. His burst was met with Ann’s own ejaculation. These boiling hot fluids poured out of Ann’s pussy as Ren pulled out, his dick caked in creamy goo.

Their vine collars undid themselves and retracted into Carmen’s belt.

Ren wobbled on his knees; the exhilarating experience exhausted him. All but one part of his body went limp. Someone caught him from behind. “Easy there, good boy.” Pixie giggled. She helped lay him down next to Ann, who cuddled the ground.

“Ren…” Ann mumbled. He only had enough strength left to turn his head and look into her pretty eyes. “I love you.” She closed her eyes.

Carmen’s voice followed. “Rest now my sweet. There so much more to come.” She began humming some sort of lullaby, weighing down his eyelids. The song continued, rocking him into sleep.