Fucking a trapped Tatsumaki

[Warning: Futanari Ahead!]

Psykos was walking down the hall of her laboratory until she saw a huge butt sticking out of the wall that belonged to Tatsumaki, her nemesis as she had captured and depowered Tatsumaki permanently lost her psychic powers for good as the former esper is powerless and helpless against her as Psykos moved behind her.

“Oh no, someone is stuck in my lab’s wall! I will save you!” Psykos said sarcastically as she slammed her cock onto the loli esper's ass and started pounding her ass as Psykos heard muffled moan from the other side of the wall.

The walls of the lab trembled with the rhythmic thuds of her hips against the barrier as Tatsumaki's cheeks jiggled in a most undignified manner. The former S-Class hero was now a plaything for the sadistic scientist, trapped in a nightmare of her own making. Psykos's hands roamed over the curve of her hips, gripping them tightly as she thrust deeper, her eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction.

“Wow, despite having a small kid-like body, you do have a huge ass of a whore, loli!” Psykos said, enjoyed pounding the 28-year-old small woman body.

Tatsumaki, unable to move or even speak with her face smushed against the wall, could only whine in protest, her body trembling from the sheer **** of Psykos’s thrusts. Her once mighty legs, now powerless, kicked feebly in the air as she was used like a ragdoll by the sadistic scientist. The sensation of fullness and pain grew with every thrust, mixing into a bizarre cocktail of emotions that she never thought she would experience.

Psykos’s grip tightened around her hips, her movements growing more fervent as she felt the beginnings of her climax approaching. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed through the corridor, punctuating the occasional gasp of air that Tatsumaki managed to squeeze out from her compressed lungs.

“You like this, don’t you, my little S-Class slut?” Psykos taunted, her voice a mix of pleasure and dominance. She knew the power dynamics had shifted in her favor, and she reveled in it, her thrusts growing more erratic and powerful.

Tatsumaki’s whines grew louder, despite her face being muffled by the cold, unforgiving wall. The pleasure-pain mix was overwhelming, and she found herself responding in a way she never thought she would to such treatment. Her body began to betray her, muscles tensing and releasing in a rhythm that matched Psykos’s invasive strokes.

The lab coat-clad scientist leaned in closer, whispering sweet nothings into Tatsumaki’s ear. “You’re so wet for me, aren’t you, Tatsumaki? You can’t deny how much you crave this, how much you want me to fill you up and make you feel alive again, can you?”

Tatsumaki’s eyes squeezed shut, and she bit her lip, trying to resist the wave of arousal that washed over her. Despite her pride and the humiliation, she couldn’t deny the truth of the words. Her body was responding, juices flowing, and she was utterly at the mercy of her captor’s whims. The wall was the only thing holding her up, as her legs gave way, and she felt her walls tightening around the thick shaft invading her.

Psykos noticed the change in her and smirked, her strokes becoming even more vigorous. She reached around, her hand slipping between Tatsumaki’s legs, and found her clit, already swollen and begging for attention. She began to rub it in circles, her other hand squeezing one of the hero’s thick ass cheeks. The combination of sensations was too much for the trapped woman, and she let out a muffled scream as she came, her body shaking violently with the **** of her orgasm.

Psykos felt her own climax approaching, and with one final, powerful thrust, she emptied herself into Tatsumaki. The warmth of her release filled the heroine, and she could feel the scientist’s hot breath against her neck as she whispered sweet, twisted nothings into her ear. “You’re mine now, Tatsumaki. Your body is mine to use whenever I wish, and I will enjoy every second of it. Welcome to your new life as my personal sex ****!”