Oh No...

Developer's Note: Consider this your final warning. The defiance routes in this story are going to err on the brutal side. If you are triggered by **** anal/throat **** content, now is the time to leave. Otherwise, enjoy...

“Shall we begin?”

She gives a subtle nod to the guards, who leer lecherously at your defenseless, naked form. The one in front of you wastes no time, shoving her erect, colossal cock deep into your waiting, wet mouth. The pungent taste of her flesh fills your senses, as she clutches your head and begins fucking it in earnest. Your eyes go wide with surprise as she tilts your terrified gaze to meet hers. Her unholy cock further hardens at the sight of your suffering. It's obvious that she fetishizes the power play.

Meanwhile, the guard behind you takes her time, inspecting your caged cock and tight, rounded pucker. You hear her let out a hearty chuckle as she licks one of her fingers and slowly inserts it into your anus. You recoil in slight pain at the gesture, but doing so only shoves the other guard’s cock deeper into your slurring throat.

She starts finger blasting your ass, delightfully watching you as you attempt to squirm away. “Don’t think this one’s been penetrated before, boss. You sure he can take it?”

The Mistress watches you with a fixed, malicious gaze. “We’ll make it fit.”

The guard shakes her head and gives you a slap on your welted ass. She withdraws her finger from your insides and spits on her lengthy cock. You let out a frustrated series of guttural protests as you feel the mushroom-shaped head of her burgeoning member press against the entrance of your back door

“Sorry, little pet. This one’s gonna be a killer. No way around it.” She grabs your toned ass cheeks for leverage, and slowly slips her hardening cock home inside your bowels, stripping away your anal virginity. You scream in pain and agony as her monstrous red member hilts all the way inside you. She begins pounding your ass in earnest then, over and over and over again.

The sanguine dommes seemingly synchronize their thrusts; when the one in front forces you to deepthroat her cock, the other pulls out of your ass. When the one from behind blindingly penetrates your pucker, the other withdraws from your mouth. And on it goes for a torturous amount of time.

The experience is equal parts pain and pleasure, and the ecstasy of this duality threatens to knock you ****. You feel your mind breaking around the blissful agony of this excruciating event. At this point, you’d do just about anything to get them to stop.

And eventually they do.

The guard giving you a proper skullfuck had a nice head start, so she finishes first. Withdrawing from your abused throat, she strokes herself to completion in front of you, coating your face in her thick, musky spunk. She admires her handiwork as the guard blasting your ass finishes soon after. She groans with intense pleasure, sending her cock home deep into your bowels and delivering her creamy payload. She gives your ass a resounding *THWACK*, pulling out in the process. Your abused, gaping anus slowly deposits globs of her cum onto the floor, as the guards move to unceremoniously don their armor once more.

The Mistress then strides over and removes you from the pillory. You fall to the floor insensate and barely aware of your surroundings. She crouches down and forces you to look at her.

“Tomorrow. Tomorrow you will kneel before me, beg forgiveness for your wretched impertinence, and speak the sentence. If you do, I will allow you nourishment. If you don’t--well, I think you see where this is going.”

“The gag is staying on, as is your cage.” She clasps your hands behind your back and slaps them in manacles. “Wouldn’t do for you to remove them on your own, now would it?”

She smiles and stands to her feet, lording over your pathetic, exploited anatomy.

“See you tomorrow.”

She turns on her heels and exits the cell with her guards, leaving you a heaped, cummy mess on the floor. Lack of nourishment--while an ever-present concern--is no longer the worst that this hellish prison has to offer you.

How could anyone hope to mentally endure this place for any length of time? You already feel yourself breaking under the duress.

You attempt to rub the ejaculate off your face and onto the floor, but find only limited success. Frustrated and in considerable pain, you aren’t sure you have it in you to resist any further. Whatever she has in store for you along that servile path, surely it can’t be worse than this…

You spend the rest of your day wrestling with the weight of your coming decision.