Flashback

Two women broke into her apartment when she was taking out the trash. She was dragged inside, didn't struggle for long. She was so frightened by the black, faceless humanoids. But the feel of their silken hands rubbing against her confused her, they were so pleasant and soothing. The combatants were about Christine's age and they wore nothing under their suits. One stood behind her and held her down forcefully. Her breasts rubbed against Christina's back, she could even feel her tense nipples. The suits fit them as tightly as if the air had been pumped out of them, it looked very sexy, every curve of their young bodies clearly marked out.

The second combatant as if on purpose pressed up against her front sandwiching her. As if on purpose, they shook their bodies, creating a very pleasant sensation for Christine. She'd even forgotten her home had been broken into. Now the soft breasts were rubbing her back and front, and they seemed to be enjoying it too. From his belt, one of them pulled out a chloroform-soaked rag and held it to Christine's face. She started to struggle, but the friction between their bodies only increased and she was sure she could cum right now. But she didn't and her last thought before she passed out was:

"Is this suit comfortable?"

Then the second combatant pulled a neatly folded zentai from his belt pocket and began to undress the sleeping Christina. All these clothes were unnecessary junk for them, the black zentai of the organization was everything for them. Having taken off even her pink underwear they started to put her in the zentai. They did it quickly and professionally, in just a minute they were already zipping up her back.

The next step was to bring her to orgasm. Here they went wild and finally they could let their feelings out. The first one started massaging Christina's breasts and playing with her mouth through the mask, the second one took a lewd pose with her heel sticking out and started licking her already wet pussy through the layer of nylon.

Everything after that was a blur to her. They played with her for only five minutes, but in that time Christina cum four times. Moans filled the small apartment that even the angry neighbors could get down. Christina could no longer think straight, she climbed out of bed like a zombie even though the other two combatants continued to pleasure her. She raised her hand and shouted - "Kiiiiiiiiiiiii! I pledge my allegiance to Zao Goungen!".

The other two combatants raised their arms and screamed in ecstasy. They then left the room in search of new victims to add to the organization.

Christine sat on her bed, still naked. Memories of how she had been treated by the combatants flashed through her mind at the sight of her apartment. Her cheeks flushed and her hand involuntarily moved to her crotch. The desire to masturbate began to grow inexorably in her soul.

She plunged her fingers inside, rubbing her clit. Thoughts of the evil organization she belonged to began to return. Thoughts of total submission to her master and eternal pleasure. She arched her back feeling close to climax.

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"Ahhh... Why can't I?????"

No matter how hard she rubbed her clit or how deep she plunged her fingers inside, she couldn't cum. She was just on the edge in a very intense state of arousal. Christine started panting, her face was as red as a tomato and she was sweating again.

"I can't..." - she whimpered - "Why..."

She was hopelessly rubbing her crotch and her nipples, but there was no way she was going to cum.

"What am I doing?.... It's not like I'm a combatant of this organization anymore... That heroine didn't save me to sit around and masturbate myself with thoughts of the organization!" - she jumped up from the bed with renewed determination - "but I can't deny that I had the most vivid orgasms back then..." - she concluded quietly.

Slapping herself on the cheeks, she headed for the shower to wash off the sweat and grime and start living a quiet life.