The Illusion of Choice
Metal restraints cinch around your wrists as your arms are pulled behind your back as guards from the Rose Rabbit Army throw a black bag over your head. Your intel about the headquarters having a skeleton crew seems to have been faulty, something to remember if you make it back home. Dragged by your arms, you're led somewhere deep inside the complex before being thrown to the ground. A heavy metal door slams shut behind you and you shake your head in an attempt to dislodge the sack covering your head.
"Hey, don't tire yourself out too much there, you're gonna need that energy later." a voice outside your cell chuckles and lights up a cigarette, the smell of smoke wafting through the fabric. Pulling on your cuffs, you try to find a weakness to slip through but it just results in chafing, the guard snickering as he watches you.
"Our leader's ready now. On your feet, worm." you hear a loud clank and footsteps as you're pulled up, dragged to some other unknown location and forced to your knees.
"Remove the bag." a voice calls out, and light momentarily blinds you. It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust but you can make out a throne and someone sitting in it, legs crossed.
"Leave us, he's no threat." they demand, your vision gradually focusing. You've never thought to call a boy beautiful, but there's no other word to describe the person in front of you. Long blonde hair falls past the black crop top covering his chest, exposing a tight toned midriff. Black lycra pants hug his legs and you can see the outline of a bulge in his crotch.
"So you're Daihime," you scowl, fighting your cuffs "You're not what I thought you'd be."
"Yes, I can see how impressed you are. It's alright, your reaction is natural for one faced with perfection." his mouth is covered by a mask, but you can hear the smirk through his voice. "I'm not sure what you were trying to accomplish walking in here alone, but let me tell your options. You can either pledge your service to the Rose Rabbit Army and work under me, or-"
"I'd rather die!" you spit, glaring up into his light blue eyes.
"Now, now, don't be so hasty. As I was saying, you can either work for me... or you can service me. Here and now, and then you'll walk out a free man." standing up, Daihime strides over to your kneeling form and runs a finger along your cheek.
"I'll never work for you, so can just get that thought out of your head right now." the words leave your mouth defiantly but your voice starts to waver as Daihime's crotch comes uncomfortably close to your face.
"I was hoping you'd say that... I do hope you're hungry." he murmurs, pulling you by your hair into his pants. Your cheek and lips brush against the growing outline of his erection, held in place by a surprisingly firm grip.
"N... no... That's not-" you stammer, trying to wrestle free. The faint smell of sweat and perfume invade your nostrils as Daihime rubs himself against your face, growing by the second.
"Are you sure? I give you my word that you'll walk out of here; otherwise you'll just stay locked in our dungeons."
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you resign yourself to swallowing still more, determined to get free.
"Alright, I'll do it..."
No sooner than the words leave your mouth, a warm, heavy slab of meat slaps firmly onto your upturned face. You can feel his heartbeat as it presses against your lips, stretching out over your forehead.
"Jesus..." you whisper, wondering how you're ever going win your freedom against this monster. Fighting against your cock shock, you kiss lightly along his soft skin, Daihime sliding it gently along your face.
"Something you want to say?" he asks, pulling your mouth open. Letting your tongue fall out, you feel Daihime rest the head of his cock against it, salty pre drooling steadily. Fingers run through your hair and you're pulled forward onto Daihime's member, his thick head sliding past your lips. Moaning quietly in approval, he guides your face down further until the tip of his cock is dripping slime down the back of your throat. You try to protest as he forces your head back and forth, wet gagging sounds filling your ears with each thrust of his length, but he's unable to go any further.
"Hey, you ever sucked cock before? You're pretty good at this." pulling you off his member, Daihime wipes it across your cheek, smearing a mixture of precum and your own saliva on your skin. You shake your head as you catch your breath, arms straining against the cuffs.
"Don't worry, I'll let your hands go. You're going to need them, after all..." Daihime leans over and undoes your restraints, his cock rubbing continuously against your face as he frees your wrists. Rubbing the faint marks on your skin, you see your captor sit back on his throne and motion you over with a finger.
"Crawl to me, and get back to work. Prove your worth."
Making your way over on your hands and knees, you slip between Daihime's legs and sit forward, running your tongue up the underside of his shaft. Licking around his head, you wrap your lips slowly around it and suck eagerly. Daihime rests his hands on the chair, watching you worship him and occasionally giving you verbal encouragement as your head bobs.
The longer you have the taste of cock in your mouth, the less focused you become on escape, and soon enough all you can think about is working the next bit of precum onto your tongue. Stroking and squeezing two fingers around the base of Daihime's spear, you close your eyes and bring your mouth down further. You feel the head of his cock touch the back of your throat once more and you slowly push yourself lower, feeling it stretch out your esophagus. A quiet moan from Daihime spurs you on further until your lips touch the base, his twitching cock visibly expanding your throat. Holding in place as best you can, you eventually pull free with a loud wet sucking noise. Watching with an amused look, Daihime rests his head on his fist as you pant in front of him, his cock covered in saliva from top to bottom.
As soon as your breath returns, you dive back in and wrap a hand around his soaked shaft, your tongue lapping excitedly at the hairless sack sitting below it. Sucking gently, you roll each individual ball in your mouth while stroking the throbbing length until a firm hand guides your mouth back up to the head. Time slips away from you as you mindlessly nod back and forth along the slippery shaft, lips wrapped tight and sucking desperately. The cock in your mouth twitches against your tongue and a thick glob of liquid suddenly spits out, causing you to swallow reflexively. Gripping your hair, Daihime pulls you off as he cums, seed spilling onto your tongue and face with each pulse until your skin is painted milky white. Swallowing the cream collected in your mouth, you wrap your lips around the head and suck out any remaining, squeezing tight at the base of Daihime's cock.
"Wow, you really enjoyed that." throwing a leg over your shoulder, Daihime shakes his slowly flagging cock against your cheek "A deal's a deal, you're free to go."
A voice in the back of your head screams for you to get up and run, but the half hard meat in front of your face compels you to take it in your mouth once again.
"Mmm, if I'd known you'd be this easy to break I would have leaked that intel weeks ago..."
The words make their way into your head and rattle around but are immediately pushed out by the taste of Daihime on your tongue. A collar slips around your neck and is tightened until snug, but nothing else matters anymore. The only thing you want is to feel that thick cock twitching in your throat and dumping load after load into your stomach.
"I'd attach a leash, but something tells me that won't be necessary. I think you're going to be very happy here at the Rose Rabbit Army..."
The rescue mission to recover your lost agent has gone poorly, as evidenced by the shackles around your wrists and ankles. Sitting around 10 feet across from you is your partner Gyaru, in the same restraints and still unconscious. Her seven foot frame dwarfs the chair as she slumps over, but remains tightly bound by the metal bracelets on her limbs. The Rose Rabbit Army has been a target of interest for a while now, with their research leaning into the occult as of late. Having been sent to investigate any possible finds as well as a lead on your missing ally, your team found itself in a trap almost immediately upon entry and separated. You can't remember what exactly happened after that, but it doesn't much matter now, getting free is your first priority.
"In a hurry to leave so soon? You just got here, stay a while." a voice from behind freezes you in place, their hand resting on your shoulder "We here at the Rose Rabbit Army have boundless hospitality, even to those we find sneaking around uninvited! Don't worry, soon you won't even want to leave."
Walking around in front of you, you recognize the leader of the RRA, Daihime. Crouching down slightly, he holds your face in his hand, turning your head back and forth.
"Well, I can't really complain when I keep getting sent such attractive new recruits. I suppose I'll have to send your organization a thank you gift basket." the corners of his mask turn upwards as he smirks, thumb brushing over your lips. You try your best to remain silent and emotionless, not wanting to give any kind of sign, but you find it difficult to look away for some reason.
"Don't feel like talking? That's quite alright, maybe your friend will be more social when she wakes up." striding over to Gyaru, Daihime pats her cheek firmly until she stirs.
"Wha... Hey, where am I? Let me go!" Gyaru fights against her bondage as she comes to, muscles bulging and straining with effort but to no avail.
"Is that any way to treat your gracious host? We're just getting ready to have some fun! You're both invited to participate, of course." Reaching into his pocket, Daihime pulls out a gold ring with unreadable inscriptions etched into the metal. Too large for finger jewelry, but not wide enough to fit around a wrist, you wonder to yourself what its purpose is until Daihime tugs his pants down in front of Gyaru.
"I don't think you two want to stay here with me, so let's change that." Daihime hisses, slipping the ring slowly over his half erect cock until it sits at the base, slapping his length against Gyaru's cheek repeatedly until it rises to full mast.
Holding Gyaru still by her horns, Daihime rubs the head of his cock against her lips, forcing her still as he tries to breach her gritted teeth. Unable to push into her mouth, Daihime simply steps back and kneels in front of your musclebound partner, undoing her pants and cupping her crotch.
"My, you're packing a lot of heat down here. Too bad you're not going to get to use it at all..." tearing Gyaru's bottoms apart, Daihime takes her large cock in his hand, stroking it slowly as it rises in front of his face.
"Y-you'll never get me to talk! No matter what you do to me!" squirming as much as she can against her restraints, Gyaru tries not to look at you, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
"Talk? You'd talk if I wanted you to, but we're just going to have a bit of fun." Daihime pulls another gold ring from his pocket, whispering to himself briefly and holding Gyaru's twitching cock still. To your surprise, the ring glows brightly and expands, just large enough to fit snugly over Gyaru's massive meat. Pulling it to the base, Daihime mutters something else under his breath and the ring around his own cock begins to illuminate as well.
Satisfied with the new adornment encircled around Gyaru's length, Daihime strolls over to the throne at the end of the room, taking a seat and playing with a small remote. You can't read his expression through the mask but you swear he's grinning as he raises the remote and presses a button. A clinking sound from Gyaru's restraints ring through the room as they release and fall to the floor, allowing your partner to finally stand. Confused, she shifts between trying to ready herself for a fight and attempting to pull the ring off her now flagging cock. It seems stuck for the time being, having adjusted its size once more to remain firmly wrapped around her still impressive meat. Keeping her eyes on Daihime, Gyaru slowly makes her way over to your still bound body.
"I'll just save you the trouble of trying to fiddle with the locks, don't worry." clicking another button, Daihime releases you as well and you fall to the floor. You try to keep your eyes off Gyaru's hanging cock as she kneels in front of you, pulling you to your feet, but it sways almost hypnotically in front of your face, keeping your gaze transfixed on the long, dripping member.
"Thanks, let's get out of here. I'm not sure what he's planning but I don't want to be around when it happens." leaning against your partner you begin to walk away, but stop when you notice she hasn't moved. Gyaru stands motionless behind you, eyes locked on Daihime's cock, or the ring around it. Her face twists into a mixture of pleasure and confusion as the inscriptions on her own cock ring glow brightly, bringing her to full mast almost immediately.
"I'm sure you were wondering what these little toys did, allow me to demonstrate!" resting his head in his hand, Daihime watches the 7 foot tall girl fall to her knees, amused at the effects.
"You need to get out of here, I can feel him worming his way into my head!" Gyaru whispers frantically, trying desperately to pull off the gold ring. Shaking your head, you reach over to help, wrapping your hands around her throbbing cock. As soon you touch her skin, you're immediately knocked over and pinned to the ground, Gyaru holding you down with one hand as she rips your pants off effortlessly.
"What are you doing?!" writhing against her grip, you watch as Gyaru takes your own half hard cock in her hand and strokes it to life.
"I'm not sure what's happening, I can't help myself... Everything's just hazy..." Gyaru mumbles as if she's somewhere else, releasing you just long enough for you to flip over and crawl away. Before you can get to your feet however, a hand on your ankle drags you back under Gyaru who wraps an arm tight around your chest. Stuck on your hands and knees, you feel Gyaru's hand slide back to your crotch and work your shaft, forcing a silver stream of precum to drip onto the floor.
"Hey, does it feel good?... Don't you like it?" Gyaru's cock rests on your lower back as she molests you, forming a small pool of her own pre. Unable to answer, you grunt in reluctant pleasure as you're milked by your partner, head hanging low. Rocking her hips slowly, Gyaru rubs her precum into your skin and grips you at the base of your cock, squeezing your sack along with it.
"You feel it too, right? You want to get fucked?" lifting you up effortlessly, Gyaru carries you over to Daihime's throne, pushing you to your knees in front of him. Watching you both silently, he simply spreads his legs to make room for you, his cock standing straight up with bead of pre forming on the head. Gyaru's hand pushes your face forward until you can smell the mixture of perfume and musk coming off Daihime's skin, the shining tip an inch from your lips. Squeezing your balls firmly, Gyaru forces your mouth open then pushes it onto the shaft in front of you. A muffled cry of protest hums against Daihime's cock as you're guided roughly along his length, Gyaru's grip on your hair keeping you impaled. You can hear Gyaru's ragged breath in your ear as she pushes your mouth further, Daihime's length entering your throat and causing a visible bulge to appear.
"Fuck... you're so good at this... I want a turn now!" pulling you off, Gyaru immediately dives in to take your place, swallowing Daihime's cock to the base and fucking her throat with it. You watch her head bob eagerly as her throat makes loud, wet, sucking sounds with each movement until she holds her head down completely, tongue wandering across the underside.
Seemingly uninterested in Gyaru's efforts, Daihime lets her go to town but watches you with his piercing blue eyes. You stare back, frozen in place, still in a confused haze from the fondling earlier.
"Would you like a turn? I'm not selfish." he laughs, pulling Gyaru up with a finger and motioning to you. Crawling over, she pushes you back and lowers her head, purple ponytail swaying as she takes you into her mouth and tightens her lips around your length.
"Wai- You can't..." you try to protest but get lost in the feeling of Gyaru's tongue wriggling along the underside of your cock, her mouth surrounding your cock with wet heat. Looking up, she stares with eyes glazed over as she sucks happily and smiles around your member.
Closing your eyes, you collapse backwards and let Gyaru's lips glide along your shaft, her hands glued to your waist. You know you should be trying to escape, but your whole lower body tingles and feels like lead the longer your partner sucks you off. A loud moan around your cock causes you to look up, you see Daihime kneeling behind Gyaru and holding her hips as he rams into her. Leaning over, he reaches below and grips Gyaru's cock, rolling a condom along her massive length and stroking along with his thrusts. Each slap of Daihime's hips against Gyaru's rear brings a new moan, and soon you're moaning alongside her as you burst down her throat, coating it with milky seed. Swallowing every drop, Gyaru sucks you dry and continues bobbing her head to keep you hard.
"Hey, don't waste that, I need those samples." working his hips faster, Daihime buries himself completely inside Gyaru's ass and strokes her quickly until you feel her shudder. You watch her cock jump twice before shooting load after load into the rubber sheath, filling and stretching out the head until it sags from the weight.
"Wow, that's quite the gift. Thank you, doll." giving her a swat on the ass, Daihime pulls out slowly and removes the condom, tying it off and placing it aside. Crouching beside you, he then takes another rubber from his pocket and rolls it down your member.
"It's your turn to give a sample, just let it happen..." wrapping his arms around you, he holds you still as Gyaru rolls onto her back beneath you, legs spread wide.
"Come on, give it to me!" she begs, her cock leaking the remnants of her orgasm onto her abs. Daihime shifts your waist in line with hers slowly, taking your shaft in his hand and gripping it tight as you're guided into Gyaru's waiting hole.
The tight ring of Gyaru's ass swallows your cock eagerly, tensing and squeezing around you with every inch you bury. As soon as you're completely inside, she holds you tight in her arms and pulls your legs apart with her own as you struggle weakly. The feeling of her complete embrace makes you want to stay in her arms forever, but your bliss is interrupted by Daihime's hands spreading your cheeks. Panicked, you try to pull away, but the only place to go is deeper into Gyaru. The only thing your struggling accomplishes is unintentionally fucking Gyaru, to her delight. Leaning over you, Daihime rubs the head of his cock against your backdoor, spreading a large glob of something cold and wet into your skin. Constant pressure from behind, combined with the lube being worked into you, eventually allows Daihime's cock to break through your ring, forcing a loud cry from your lips. Inch after inch of meat slides into you until you feel his hips touch your rear and he's buried balls deep.
Your ass clenches desperately around Daihime's intrusion as he works himself in and out of your hole, your own cock twitching with every thrust.
"You're doing great... You feel so gooood inside meeee..." cum drunk and brainwashed, Gyaru squeezes you tight and pulls your face between her tits, feeling your own hips push into hers as you're rammed from behind. Caught in the middle of your partner and her new master, you're mercilessly fucked and played with until your whole body tenses and Daihime's cock coaxes a weak, but steady, stream of cum from you.
"Good boy, just let it all out..." Daihime whispers in your ear as he plows you, driving his hips into yours, and your hips into Gyaru's. Even though your cock remains buried inside Gyaru without much motion, Daihime's thrusts still manage to make her squirt a second load against your skin, her lengthy shaft pulsing between you.
"I didn't even need to hypnotize you, you just wanted it all on your own, huh? It's okay, I won't tell anyone." Daihime's words make you cum a second time into your condom, tensing tighter still around your captor and milking him rhythmically until he gives a soft grunt, signaling his own coming orgasm. Liquid heat shoots deep into your bowels as Daihime dumps his seed inside your reluctant hole, making you finally collapse in defeat against Gyaru's form.
Pulling his cock from your abused hole, Daihime rests it between your cheeks and admires his pair of broken prizes.
"I do hope more people come for you, I'm having such a good time with everyone. Maybe I should send out invites next time..."
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