Captured by Amazoness with Annelotte

[Warning: Futanari Ahead!]

Luna Luna was following her beloved Annelotte in the center of the jungle.

She takes the opportunity to surprise Annelotte with a hug tackle, but when she knocked her onto the ground as they triggered a net trapped as they was caught in a huge net.

Suddenly, a group of fierce Amazoness warriors appeared and pointed their weapons at the captured duo. They disarmed Luna Luna and Annelotte as the Amazoness captured them.

They took her back to their village deep within the jungle and presented her to their leader, Queen Medea.

Queen Melona inspected their captive as she says they are a good catch as an another amazoness that look like a shaman as she handed the Queen a potion as the Queen **** Annolette and Luna Luna to drink the potion as their crotches starting to feel strange as Annelotte felt something raising under her skirt and Luna Luna’s strange codpiece on her crotch started to shake before they falls off as Anelotte and Luna Luna grows cocks and a pair of balls.

It’s turned out that it was Amazoness’ Tradition to capture trespassers and uses them as sex **** for the clans, they use a potion use on any captured female trespassers to turned them into futanari and they ride their cocks like they did with the male trespassers.

After the potion kicked in, Annelotte and Luna Luna both sporting sizeable erections as Luna Luna’s cock is slightly bigger and thicker than Annelotte.

The Amazoness warriors chuckled and whispered among themselves, their eyes gleaming with excitement at the sight of the new additions to their play toy.

"Now, my dear captives," Queen Medea purred, her own arousal evident in her voice, "You shall be taught the ways of our tribe. You will serve us as we see fit, bringing us pleasure and joy."

The Queen approached the bound Annelotte and Luna Luna, her eyes flicking between their newfound masculine features. Her hand, adorned with rings that glinted in the dim light, wrapped around Annelotte's erect cock, stroking it with a surprisingly gentle yet firm grip. Annelotte gasped, her eyes widening in shock and confusion as the unfamiliar sensation sent bolts of pleasure through her body. Luna Luna felt the same as the Queen mirrored her actions, her own hand claiming Luna's cock.

Their skin, once smooth and female, now bore the rigidity of arousal, their new appendages standing tall and proud. The Amazoness watched intently, their own excitement growing as they whispered and pointed, eager to see how the two would react to such a foreign touch. Luna Luna's cheeks flushed a darker shade of blue as she struggled against the ropes that bound her. Annelotte, on the other hand, remained stoic, her knightly training keeping any signs of discomfort or embarrassment at bay, though the quiver in her thighs betrayed her.

Queen Medea's gaze bore into Annelotte's, a knowing smile playing on her lips as she began her special technique. Her hand glided up and down the shaft, her thumb teasing the sensitive spot just beneath the tip. Annelotte's eyes squeezed shut, her teeth gritted as she tried to remain composed. The Queen's touch was masterful, a dance of fingers that had brought countless men and futanari to their knees. With each stroke, Annelotte felt her resolve crumbling.

The room grew warmer, the air thick with lust, as the Queen's pace quickened. The Amazoness warriors leaned in closer, eager to see the powerful knight succumb to the Queen's expert ministrations. Sweat beaded on Annelotte's forehead, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Despite her efforts, a low moan escaped her lips, a sound that sent a wave of excitement through the watching crowd. The Queen's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with victory.

And then, it happened. With a strangled cry, Luna Luna's body bucked against the ropes, her cock pulsing in the Queen's hand as ropes of cum shot into the air. The warriors cheered, their own desires stoked by the sight of the futanari warrior's release. Luna Luna's eyes rolled back in her head, the intensity of the climax momentarily stealing her senses. The Queen leaned in, her breath hot on Luna's ear.

"You shall be a fine addition to our tribe, my sweet," she whispered, her voice filled with a seductive promise that sent a shiver down Luna's spine.

The Amazoness warriors, having watched Luna Luna's passionate climax, turned their hungry gazes to Annelotte, who still stood stoically despite the Queen's skilled handiwork. The Queen released her grip on Luna Luna’s cock, allowing the other warriors to move in and take her to a place so the other amazoness can had fun with her. "Take her away," she commanded, as she puts her other hand on Annelotte's cock. "It time to show you one of my special techniques."

With a feline grace, Queen Medea pulled Annelotte back against her body, her firm breasts pressing into the knight's back as she wrapped her arms around Annelotte's waist. Her hands slithered down to grip the base of Annelotte's cock with both of her hands, her thumbs forming a 'V' just beneath the tip. The knight's breath hitched, her eyes still squeezed shut, trying to maintain her dignity. But the Queen had no intention of letting her new plaything escape so easily.

Her grip tightened, and she began to move her hands in tandem, the rhythm starting slow and steady, almost a gentle caress that belied the power behind each stroke. Annelotte felt the heat from the Queen's body seep into her own, her newfound cock pulsing with every movement of the Queen's skilled hands. The tension grew, the muscles in her thighs tightening as she fought against the building pleasure.

The Queen leaned in closer, her hot breath tickling Annelotte's ear. "Let go," she whispered, her voice a siren's call in the haze of desire. "Embrace the gift we have given you! Embrace the pleasure and let your mind go." Annelotte's resolve wavered, her body betraying her as it responded to the Queen's touch. The strokes grew quicker, more insistent, and she could feel the pressure building at the base of her cock.

The warriors circled around them, their own excitement palpable. They watched the knight that managed to last long enough without cumming, with a mix of awe and lust. The sight of the stoic Annelotte, her body now writhing under the Queen's touch, was more intoxicating than any victory they had ever tasted. The Queen's technique was legendary, making even the strongest and most enduring man climax in minutes, and they knew that once she had claimed the knight, she would be lost to them forever.

The room grew louder, the cheers and jeers of the Amazoness warriors filling the air as they urged Annelotte to give in to the pleasure. Annelotte's eyes snapped open, her gaze meeting the Queen's. For a moment, she felt the weight of the world fall away, and all she knew was the exquisite **** of the Queen's touch. Her cock twitched in response, pre-cum beading at the tip. Queen Medea leaned in closer, her breath hot against Annelotte's neck. "You feel it, don't you?" she murmured. "The power of the Amazoness. You are one of us now."

With a final, agonizing stroke, Annelotte's body gave way. Her cock spurted thick ropes of cum, painting the Queen's hand and the floor beneath them. The warriors roared in approval, the sound of their cheers echoing through the chamber. Annelotte's knees buckled, and she would have fallen if not for the Queen's firm grip holding her upright. The world swam before her eyes, her mind a whirlwind of sensation. She had never felt so exposed, so ****, yet so... alive.

The Queen's smile grew as she leaned back, licking her hand clean with a satisfied smack. "Ah, the taste of a true warrior," she said, her eyes gleaming with triumph. "You shall serve us well, my dear."

With surprising strength, she pulled Annelotte down, turning her around so that they were face-to-face. Annelotte's legs trembled, her erection still standing tall and proud despite the recent release. She met the Queen's gaze, a mix of anger, confusion, and the fading embers of arousal. Queen Medea's eyes sparkled with mischief as she knelt before Annelotte, her tongue darting out to taste the salty residue on her fingertips.

The room grew quieter, the warriors' breaths bated as they anticipated what was to come. The Queen's mouth opened wide, her plump lips wrapping around the knight's cockhead. Annelotte's eyes shot open, the sensation overwhelming. The Queen's tongue swirled around the sensitive tip, her teeth grazing the tender flesh lightly. It was an act of both submission and dominance, a silent declaration of ownership. Annelotte's fists clenched, her nails digging into the palms of her hands.

Medea took her time, savoring every inch of the newfound cock as it grew harder under her skilled ministrations. Her mouth was hot, wet, and surprisingly welcoming, her tongue flicking and dancing with a mastery that could only come from years of experience. The Queen's eyes never left Annelotte's, the connection between them electric. Each bob of her head sent a bolt of pleasure straight to Annelotte's core, making her hips buck involuntarily. The Queen chuckled around the knight's cock, the vibration sending Annelotte spiraling closer to the edge.

The Amazoness watched in a mix of envy and admiration, their own desire growing as they witnessed the power dynamics at play. They had seen Queen Medea bring many to their knees with her mouth alone, and they knew that Annelotte would be no different. The knight's breath grew ragged as the Queen took more and more of her into her mouth, her cheeks hollowing with every deep suck. Her hands roamed Annelotte's body, teasing her newfound balls, exploring the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. It was as if Medea was mapping out the landscape of Annelotte's pleasure, finding every peak and valley that could be exploited.

Annelote's eyes rolled back in her head, unable to hold the Queen's gaze anymore. Her body was a live wire, sparking with pleasure at every touch. Her legs trembled, threatening to give out, but she remained upright, held in place by the Queen's iron will and the ropes that bound her. The Queen's eyes narrowed, her grip on Annelotte's hips tightening as she felt the knight's body begin to tense.

The Queen's tongue swirled around Annelotte's cockhead, the sensation of her warm breath on her sensitive skin almost too much to bear. Annelote felt her orgasm approaching like a tidal wave, inescapable and all-consuming. Her muscles tensed, her cock swelling in the Queen's mouth, and she knew she was moments away from the most intense climax of her life. The warriors watched, their own breaths held in anticipation, their bodies taut with excitement.

With a final, **** thrust, Annelotte's body convulsed, her cock erupting in a torrent of cum. The Queen took it all, her throat working around the knight's shaft as she swallowed greedily. Annelotte's vision went white, and she felt herself falling, the ground rushing up to meet her. The last thing she heard was the Queen's satisfied moan before everything went dark.

The Queen pulled away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, a smug smile playing on her lips. "You see," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she addressed the gathered warriors, "even the mightiest of knights can be broken." The warriors cheered, their excitement reaching a fever pitch. They had never seen anyone resist the Queen's mouth for so long, let alone come out on the other side with such intensity.

“I’m done with her, take her away” The Queen said with a dismissive wave of her hand, her voice echoing through the chamber as the warriors stepped forward to claim Annelotte’s limp form. The knight hung between them, her legs boneless, and her cock still glistening from the Queen’s mouth. The warriors’ eyes gleamed with anticipation as they hoisted Annelotte over their shoulders, her metal boots dangling in the air. The Queen’s smile grew as she watched them leave, her gaze lingering on the sway of Annelotte’s newfound assets.

The journey to the makeshift dungeon was a blur for Annelote, the world spinning as she was carried through the village. The smells of sweat and earth filled her nostrils, the sounds of laughter and chatter from the Amazoness warriors ringing in her ears. When she was finally set down, it was onto a soft pile of furs, the same ones that had cushioned Luna Luna’s fall into this bizarre fate. Her eyes fluttered open to see her fellow captive, now sporting a similar set of male genitals, being tended to by a group of eager Amazoness.

The warriors had set up a series of wooden posts and ropes, creating a space that was both prison and playpen. Luna Luna's wrists were bound above her head, her ankles tied to the bottom of the posts, leaving her completely exposed. Her skin was flushed, and she was panting heavily, her eyes glazed over with lust as two Amazoness knelt before her, each with a mouthful of her thick, pulsing cock.

Annelotte watched through half-lidded eyes as Luna's body convulsed with pleasure, her own cock responding despite the exhaustion of her recent climax. The warriors had been relentless with Luna, pushing her to the brink and beyond multiple times, her cries of pleasure echoing through the chamber like a siren's song. It was a stark contrast to Annelotte s own experience, which was still etched into her mind, a mix of fear and arousal that left her feeling more confused than ever.

Annelotte looked in front of her and see group of amazoness standing in front of her, licking their lips staring at her cock, she tries to struggle but she had no strength left. She was taken to the same chamber where she watched Luna Luna being pleasured beyond her limits. The warriors laid her gently on the ground, her cock still standing firm from the Queen's attentions. They tied her wrists to the wooden posts, mirroring Luna Luna's position. Annelote’s legs were spread wide, exposing her to the eager stares of the Amazoness.

The Amazoness couldn't contain their excitement as they lunged at them started to play with their cocks. Each one of them took turns sucking, giving footjob, titsjob, and even licking and rimming their cock without any chance to rest.

Annelote and Luna Luna’s mind was in a whirl, they never felt such a pleasure in their life, and they can't help but let out a moan of pleasure. They tries to fight it, to hold onto the last shreds of their dignity, but it's like trying to swim against a raging river. The Amazoness are relentless, their skilled tongues and hands working in tandem, their teeth grazing against the sensitive skin of their cock, their eyes never leaving theirs as they continue to sexually assaulted them without mercy!

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