By Bernie
Caitlin Fairchild moaned as she writhed sensually in her bonds. The dark man known as Sebastien had fastened the tall redhead to a wooden cross with her wrists bound tightly with rope on each of the cross's arms. Her flat stomach was pressed against the smooth wood which embedded deep in the valley between her mammoth tits. A pair of dildos were mounted securely into the wood, one she sucked on wantonly with her mouth while the other she embraced with her labia. Her feet dangled a few feet above the ground, while a growing pile of cum collected below her. Sebastien grinned as he recorded his latest display of debauchery, his smile revealing his demonic fangs. Suddenly a gasp escaped from Caitlin's mouth as an overpowering lust built up within her again. She brazenly began thrusting her hips onto the dildo, desperate to satisfy the burning urges within her pussy. The cross stood still and unyielding to her powerful humping motions, her hands wriggled excitedly within the ropes as she felt the hard pole shove deeper into her womanhood. She bit down on the smooth dildo within her mouth, drool running down her chin and breasts. Caitlin wrapped her long legs around the main pillar of the cross, using it as a support to intensify her ramming. Her immaculate body wriggling with sexual intensity, Caitlin orgasmed against the cross, her body rubbing sinuously against the wood as a river of honey dribbled out of her cunt. The tall girl moaned loudly with bliss, biting down on the dildo in her mouth as her pussy blazed. Sebastien growled in satisfaction as the scent of her latest climax filled his nostrils. The sight of her gleaming, sweaty body bound and stuffed with dildos filled his camera lens.
Sebastien placed his camera on the tripod, focusing it at the right angle before standing eye-level at Caitlin's sensual buttocks. He stared at the two perfect round moons of flesh before him, inhaling in the scents that oozed from between them. They jerked and rippled as Caitlin fulfilled her carnal needs by thrusting on the dildo, her vagina filling with more of the synthetic phallus with every push. Sebastien leaned forward to lick Caitlin's moist cunt lips, enveloped tightly around the dildo. Caitlin shivered, her vagina melting from her master's sensual tongue caresses. The dark man slowly devoured Caitlin's pussy, focusing on an area of her long pink slit that the dildo did not penetrate. He fastened his lips on her clit, sucking wetly and loudly on it until Caitlin quivered with rapture. His long, demonic tongue rubbed the opening of her sticky lovehole, running up and down the throbbing flesh until Caitlin's pelvis shuddered and the horny girl screamed. A stream of honey squirted into Sebastien's face. The ravenous demon burrowed his mouth inside Caitlin's luscious cunt, sucking mouthfuls of the girl's fluids. Caitlin continually gasped, her body writhing on the cross as an endless series of sweet orgasms blossomed from her throbbing vagina.
Sebastien snapped his fingers, and instantly the ropes around Caitlin's arms became untied. The girl instinctively grabbed the arms of the cross with her hands, while she wrapped her legs tighter around the cross, both efforts to prevent her from falling. "It's alright my pet." said Sebastien, swallowing the last of Caitlin's love honey. The demon man gripped Caitlin's slender waist and gently pulled her off the cross, the dildo popping out of her cunt with a loud slurp, Caitlin moaning needfully as it exited her, the girl longing for it's penetration. Sebastien lowered her to the ground, the honey-slick dildo that was previous lodged in her cunt was now level with her lips, a design Sebastien had made himself in this custom-made sex rack. Caitlin licked her lips with hunger as she saw the dildo before her dripping with her own love juices. She dove upon it greedily, consuming it with her sensual lips.
Sebastien's hands roved over Caitlin's sweaty body, over the curves of her buttocks and her tight, flat stomach. Caitlin quivered as he electrified her flesh with his deft touch, biting down on the dildo that still tasted of her own juices. "I must have you," murmured Sebastien into Caitlin's left ear, his powerful hands spreading Caitlin's legs apart while the redhead felt his stiff cock harden into her ass. Caitlin didn't resist when Sebastien entered her, thrusting his cock into her dripping pussy. Sebastien gripped the inside of her thighs, picking her off her feet as he fucked her. Caitlin moaned loudly, wrapping her legs weakly around Sebastien while she gripped the dildo before her with both hands, her mouth still sucking wetly on it's tip. Sebastien grunted as he stabbed into her tight, wet cunt repeatedly. Caitlin drooled on the dildo with lust, as aching, blissful moans escaped her thick lips and her hips rolled and thrusted with Sebastien's body as he raped her, his cock expanding against the walls of her clenching vagina.
Caitlin's massive, luscious tits dangled and swung beneath her body as Sebastien continued his debauchery, her nipples throbbed with a hunger to be molested. Sebastien grabbed a handful of Caitlin's sweaty red locks and jerked back, freeing the dildo from her mouth, which let her screams escape her lips in their pure, unleashed form. Caitlin desperately gripped the main beam of the cross for support, also using it as a base so she could slam her ass back onto Sebastien's crotch, groaning hoarsely everytime she felt his dick touch her deep insides. Sebastien's cock grew thicker inside her cunt, she could feel the wonderful agony of it stabbing deeper into her stomach, the girl needful and ready for it's eminent explosion. Caitlin moaned, her body arching as an immense orgasm rushed through her sweaty frame. Sebastien's cock throbbed inside her with lewd heat as it pumped his seed into her like a piston, her uterus became flooded with lewd warmth. Her entire body quivered in response to the accompanying shockwave of pleasure, while short, painful gasps escaped her lips.
Time passed on, felt only by the arrival of more and more orgasms. The devil fucked Caitlin for minutes, then over an hour, until Caitlin hung limp in his arms, her only movements were her massive quakes of ecstacy every time his penis exploded in her womb with a torrent of hot seed.
Sebastien finished ejaculating his latest load and set Caitlin down on the floor, her body still twitching with pleasure spasms. The redhead laid obediently down on the cold floor of the chamber, her tits pressed firmly against the cold stone. Caitlin put her hands on her round asscheeks, spreading them apart for her master. "Fuck me again." she said in a weak whisper, her body still burning with immense desire.
Sebastien slapped Caitlin on the ass, eliciting a loud yelp from the redhead. "Caitlin," the man said as he shook his head, "you do not order me. I fuck you if I want to. Understood?"
"Yes master." she acknowledged, tears of shame running down her beautiful face.
"Those words are the only ones you need to ever mutter. You are lucky though," the demon man said as he pressed his face against Caitlin's right ear, "I will fuck you for the rest of your life."
Caitlin smiled excitedly as she heard Sebastien whisper those words. Her legs spread apart and her hands held her asscheeks open, the air of the room felt cool inside her rectum. Sebastien knelt, placed his cock at the entrance to her ass and slipped in between her luscious cheeks. Caitlin whimpered, feeling unworthy of the devil's attentions as he pleasured her endlessly. The demon man gripped her slender waist and his hold on her to rhythmically impale her on his pole. Caitlin writhed madly as she was penetrated again by her master, her back undulating like a wave while her arms flailed before gripping the base of the cross for support.
"HHHH....DEEPER!! HARDER!!!" Caitlin begged, her body rocking with Sebastien's violent thrusts, which coupled with her own undulations and countering thrusts, her body became a blurred sexual frenzy. Cat parted her legs as far as they could go, putting her hands back on her ass to force her sphincter open. The redhead wanted more of her master's meat inside of her. Sebastien rammed deeper into her asshole with all the force he could muster. Caitlin whimpered as his long prick pierced her rectum. The redhead writhed in blissful agony on the floor, while Sebastien reached under Caitlin and mauled her tits, her fingers pinching and pulling her sore nipples. Caitlin moaned loudly, putting her hands over Sebastien's as she reveled in his abuse on her tits, guiding his molesting hands over her bosom.
Caitlin arched her back over and over as her rapist thrusted into her with greater frequency, Sebastien's powerful thrusts pounded her sphincter raw. Sebastien howled like a beast as he climaxed, his cock spewed thick globs of sperm into Caitlin's rectum. Caitlin reacted to her latest rape with a chain of pussy-melting orgasms, each one striking her over and over like a tidalwave. Her tall, laviscious frame bucked and thrashed madly beneath Sebastien, the demon man held her pelvis tightly against his as he continued pumping his seed into her. Her long, slender legs quivered as one orgasm came after another, bursts of honey squirted from her dripping pussy, her nipples ready to explode off her mammoth tits. Caitlin wished desperately for milk to leak from her breasts, the redhead longing for the accompanying carnal warmth that would radiate from her nipples. It was to no avail. Nonetheless, another powerful orgasm blossomed from her pussy, satisfying the young woman's need for bliss. Caitlin finally relaxed as her spasms ceased, her hunger finally sated.
Sebastien pulled out as his cock continued to gush, splashing hot cum over Caitlin's round ass. The demon man spread his cream over Caitlin's milky skin, making her moan with arousal. Caitlin put her hands on her pumping ass and collected whatever cum she could, taking her haul to her awaiting mouth.
Caitlin saw her master's dripping cock and eagerly dove upon it, cleaning it off with her tongue. She swallowed the leftover cum with relish, the burning sensation as it went down her throat like pure rapture to the depraved girl. She fell to her master's feet, her body dripping with sweat and sex fluids leaking out of her every orafice. Her body heaved slowly as she gasped for breath, each cell in her body throbbed with pain and sexual exhaustion. The salacious young woman was finally cloyed with her master's forbidden pleasures, she eagerly anticipated the return of her lewd hungers so Sebastien would rape her again.
Sebastien, exhausted from his latest coupling with Caitlin Fairchild, picked up the hedonistic redhead off the cum-stained floor and cradled her in his arms. He took her to a far wall, where a specially constructed rack stood. Surrounded by whips, chains and other sextoys hanging around it, this rack was comprised of a pair of manacles that dangled from the wall, while a pair of shackles stood against the wall below them, closer to the floor. A blindfold and ball gag were attached to the wall, each one dangled freely with one end securely fastened. Located about midway between the dangling cuffs and the lower restraints, was a short beam that jutted out of the wall. The beam was smooth, and mounted firmly on it was a long polished dildo that rose into the air. Sebastien took his beautiful captive and gripped her by the waist, smiling as he carefully spread her long legs. He placed her pelvis directly above the dildo and plunged her down, driving the rubber spear up her vagina. The unconscious girl moaned weakly as she was awakened by the sudden shock. Sebastien quickly fastened her feet to the shackles near the ground, then raised her weak arms to bind them into the dangling hancuffs above her head. He took the black blindfold attached to the wall and fastened it around her fluttering green eyes, wrapping the loose end tightly around a buckle built into the wall. He took the red rubber ball gag and stuffed it into her slack mouth, also fastening the loose end to a buckle. Sebastien stepped back to admire his handiwork. Caitlin Fairchild, his epitomy of sexual desire, his princess, his personal fucktoy, hanging on the rack with the rest of his sexual instruments. She sat moaning as her spread legs allowed the dildo to drive itself freely up to her belly, while the slack chains were loose enough to allow her to wobble back and forth, hilting the dildo even further against the pink lips of her labia.
Her red-haired snatch shimmered with the honey of uncountable climaxes. Her tits bounced hypnotically as she humped the dildo, eager for the carnal pleasures it would give her. Sebastien grinned as he watched her orgasm, her bound legs shivered as her aroused cunt discharged a load of fresh honey. The demon man knew this would be the first of many self-inflicted orgasms in the future. Caitlin already writhed with renewed, licentious energy in her bonds, preparing to fuck herself again.
Sebastien left the room with Caitlin bound to the rack, knowing that just like his collection of other instruments of debauchery, she would be safely left there until he needed to use her again for his own concupiscent needs. The sound of the redhead's latest muffled scream accompanied the loud creak of the Black Room's door closing.
***
"Okay Aspen, good luck." whispered Lara as they hid in the shadows outside Sebastien's mansion.
"Thanks. You too." the tanned woman replied. Both young women kissed each other on the lips for a brief but passionate moment. Afterwards, they covered their faces with black masks, which combined with their black body gloves, made them invisible in the darkness. Lara and Aspen snuck quietly by the edge of the fence, careful not to touch it. The seemingly harmless wire barrier hid it's electrical charge well. Lara produced a small torch from a pouch on left hip and turned the knob. A hiss of gas escaped from the nozzle while the British woman ignited a sparker, the small torch suddenly spewed a small, concentrated flame. Aspen stood ready with a pistol drawn and her eyes alert. Lara gritted her teeth as she tried to fight the building fear within her, she knew her cutting tool would produce a fair amount of light and noise that would get them noticed. "Lara, company." Aspen whispered. Lara cursed in her mind and hastily stopped her torch, diving with Aspen behind some nearby rocks. A guard strolled by the area where Lara was trying to break in. The smell of burning metal drew his attention. He slowly turned and scanned the fence for the source. Lara swore under her breath, she knew the guard would find it any second. The guard suddenly grunted and fell to the ground with a thud. Lara turned and saw Aspen with her silenced pistol in a sniping pose. "Aspen? Did you?"
"Yes, I did Lara." whispered Aspen through her mask. "Those mother fuckers didn't give me any mercy," muttered Aspen bitterly, referring to her nightmarish rape ordeal, "I don't see why I should give them any."
"Agreed. Good work love." said Lara before diving back to the fence with her torch.
***
Aspen jumped into the window after Lara, closing it after her. "Where's Caitlin?" the marine biologist whispered.
"I don't know." replied Lara. "I think we should split up."
"Okay." acknowledged Aspen.
"Aspen, in case..."
"No. We'll both make it back. That's that." the tanned woman said sternly as she unholstered her gun.
***
Aspen dashed through the halls, ducking her head into every open door she passed. Most of them were empty, while others housed naked, sleeping girls, no doubt Sebastien's other playthings. The dark-haired woman cautiously opened closed doors whenever she came across them, until she opened one and a staircase leading down greeted her. Aspen gasped, she recognized the stairs, it led to cages of girls, which past that, was the entrance to the whorehell.
Aspen stood still for a moment in the doorway, almost in disbelief that the seemingly normal stairs before her were the beginning of the path to hell. She doubted Caitlin would be down there, knowing how highly Sebastien rated her pleasures. Still, Aspen felt strongly that she had important, unfinished business down there. "Revenge." she whispered harshly through gritted teeth. The tanned woman bit her lip, raised her weapons, and descended into the depths.
After rushing past the cages of female slaves, ignoring the strong aromas of sex that permeated the air, the marine biologist made her way to the stairs leading directly to the dark caverns. Aspen walked cautiously, the steps stopped becoming visible and she was forced to rely on feel alone. Eventually, the steps turned into rocks, and Aspen found herself in the crimson-illuminated catacombs of the whorehell. "Here I am you shithole." she whispered. "Try and take me again."
The tanned woman walked carefully through the cave, aware of the dangers that loomed in this place. "Beautiful...beautiful..." a voice came from behind. Aspen quickly pivoted and turned and saw a group of several leather-masked men. They stroked their erect cocks wantonly before her as they gawked. Aspen knew simply from the length of her ordeal, all of these men probably climaxed in her mouth, ass and pussy. Aspen narrowed her eyes in anger and the men suddenly dove for her, their hands reaching out to grab her. Aspen lifted her Berettas and unleashed her fury upon them. Bullets soared through the air and into the men, some through the head while others suffered only grazes. Aspen continued firing until they all laid before her in a bloody, motionless pile. The darked-haired woman sighed with satisfaction and reloaded her guns. She knew there were more, lots more.
Jean Grey squatted down as she grasped the man's cock with her mouth, fondling his testicles with her left hand while her right went to her burning snatch. The man buried his large hands in Jean's fiery mane, pressing her face deeper into his crotch. Jean poked at her throbbing labia, arousing it gently before plunging into herself. Jean massaged her red-haired pussy mound while her fingers dove into her clit, her fingers already becoming moist with her lust. Her lips sucked on the cock that filled her mouth, her tongue wrapping around the veined pole with licentious hunger. Jean closed her eyes in bliss, eager for the taste of sperm, a taste the slutty redhead had grown accustomed, and fond of. Her pelvis shivered against her fingers, her body wobbling as she felt her vaginal muscles tighten around her digits. She felt the manhood expand within her maw, ready to explode with his load. Jean shivered with aniticipation as she awaited their simultaneous climaxes, she wanted to be showered in sperm as she came. Her cunt suddenly gushed with a stream of honey and waves of glorious pleasure washed against her brain. Jean fell back a bit as she became overwhelmed with bliss. She gasped and brought her sticky fingers to her lips, cleaning them of their honey when she realized her lover never came. She opened her eyes and saw the man lying on the ground, his dick still erect and blood oozing out of his chest. Jean turned around and saw Aspen Matthews with a pair of guns in her hands and an intense, vengeful look in her eyes.
"Hello Jean." Aspen said sternly.
***
Lara dove across the hallway as the patrolling guard turned his back. The tomb raider rolled onto her feet and held her Uzi at the ready in case she was not completely invisible in her movements. A handy magnum was fastened to her right thigh, loaded and ready for action. Seconds passed, and the guard moved onward. Lara sighed gently, knowing if a single guard spotted her the entire compound would be crawling all over her and Aspen.
Lara pressed onward, eventually ascending a flight of stairs. She found herself in another maze of long hallways, only these ones seemed to radiate a strange feeling, one that seemed to softly sing at Lara's womanhood. These halls were lit by candlelight, giving the light an accompanying soft heat, making this level of the mansion all the more sinister to the British woman. Lara carefully snuck through the halls, only to find that after turning every corner, no one was there. She became frustrated, constantly screaming in her mind, until she saw a polished set of wooden doors stand before her. Something about the doors made Lara suspect she needed to get past them. Lara tried the handle, and was not surprised when she found it locked. No keyholes were visible, eliminating the option of picking locks. Lara quickly surveyed the halls to make sure no one else was around, and kicked the doors with all her strength. Her foot made a loud thrashing sound and left a dusty footprint, but the doors didn't open. Lara kicked again, and again, her building rage made her kicks stronger, but they never worked. Lara leaned against the door, panting for breath. She put her hand against the door inadvertantly and she felt a strange vibration beneath her flesh. "These are magically sealed." thought Lara, having heard of mythologies that believed in such incantations. Unsure of what to do, Lara simply chanted her strong wish to have the doors open. The strength of her will was enough that the spell complied, and the doors glowed red briefly before her. Lara stood in awe at the scarlet radiance, until she was startled by the door's sudden opening. Lara cautiously entered the faintly lit room that was revealed, her guns drawn and ready. The doors closed silently behind her after she entered. Lara widened her eyes with shock, never having seen so many manacles, chains, and other obscene instruments of debauchery in her life.
Lara's state of shock was broken when she heard a muffled moan from her left. She quickly turned, aiming her guns as a reflex even though she feared she knew who the voice was. Her nightmare was confirmed as she saw Caitlin Fairchild, her naked body within Sebastien's bondage rack while shuddering with the blissful height of an orgasm.
"Oh god Caitlin," Lara whispered with terror as she saw her lover bound and gagged against the wall, "what has he done to you?"
Caitlin's head perked and a slight moan of acknowledgement escaped from her gagged lips. Her engorged pussy lips ignited with pleasure as she climaxed, coating the dildo within her clenching fucktunnel with her love honey yet again. The outburst of sweet pleasure was enough to make the phased-out redhead forget about the intruder and continue to pleasure herself, her round hips bouncing against the dildo rapidly. Caitlin's large, round tits bounced with her gyrations, her sensitive nipples hardening as her pleasure increased. Lara, captivated for a moment at the erotic scene, shook herself back to reality and put her hands on Caitlin's quaking shoulders. Her lover's skin was hot and bathed with sweat, indicating Caitlin had been raped for hours. Lara undid the ball gag and blindfold, revealing Caitlin's lovely face to her. Discarding the drool-encrusted ball gag and the tear-soaked blindfold, Lara sternly addressed her ward. "Caitlin, it's me." she whispered. Caitlin stared at her with blank eyes and a drooling mouth, mostly from the latest orgasm that had just blossomed from her molten pussy.
"Uhhh?" she moaned, her body continuing to undulate against the dildo.
"Damn it! Stop it!!" Lara snapped, wishing Caitlin would cease degrading herself. Lara took a lockpick out of her left breast pocket and with some tinkering was able to unlock the manacles that bound her wrists and ankles. Caitlin simply sat limp on the beam, her hands fondling her aching nipples with wanton excitement as she continued bouncing on the rubber cock. As Lara undid the last manacle, Caitlin's newly ungagged mouth screamed with the throes of another orgasm, her dripping pussy spurting another load of fresh honey. The strong, arousing scent filled Lara's nostrils, her lust for Caitlin raged inside her loins and ordered the British woman to submit. "Not now..." Lara thought to herself in an effort to calm her building urges, "I have to get Caitlin out of here."
Lara was about to lift the tall redhead off the dildo that her labia enveloped tightly when she heard the heavy doors of the chamber swing wide open. Lara turned around quickly, drawing her other weapon as she spun. With her Uzi and magnum raised at the doorway, her fingers twiched nervously on the triggers as she judged whether the person in the portal was a friend or foe.
"Ms. Croft." Sebastien said calmly as he stood in the doorway. "You know, I'm finding you to be quite annoying." the dark man announced in a harsh tone.
Lara didn't say a word, her glare alone spoke volumes. "Well?" asked Sebastien in an annoyed tone.
"Let Caitlin go." Lara said in an enraged voice, her aim on Sebastien unwavering. Caitlin continued to bounce gleefully on the dildo, her beautiful face smiled with ecstacy while her voluptuous frame jiggled with her thrusts.
"Why? She seems to be enjoying herself." said Sebastien smugly, his last word drowned out as Caitlin crested with another sweet orgasm.
"I'll kill you if I have to." Lara said, her fingers tightening around the triggers of her weapons, Caitlin's soft moans of rapture echoeing through her ears.
Sebastien stood with his arms crossed, his eyes glaring at Lara, piercing her soul. The British woman suddenly felt dizzy, her arms began to quiver as they held up the weapons. Lara shook her head, her resolve fighting the weakness that numbed her body. Her vision began to get blurry and Sebastien's dark form turned into a blurry shadow, a shadow that suddenly rushed at her unprepared body.
Lara hastily fired her guns at the shape, only to see it zig-zag to avoid her shots. Lara closed her eyes and shook her head. When she re-opened them, her vision was clear only to see the angry face of Sebastien and his fist fly right at her face. His knuckles connected with her cheek, sending her flying back and the shock causing her to lose grip on her guns.
Sebastien punched her again in the stomach before she could even hit the ground, the demon's speed was inhuman. Lara fell to the floor, landing on her back. The tomb raider immediately stood up, unwilling to surrender Caitlin to the sadistic demon. Lara jumped at Sebastien with a strong roundhouse kick, which the dark man simply avoided with a quick side movement. The demon grabbed Lara's foot and with minimal effort used it as a hold to toss Lara over his shoulder. Lara crashed into a wooden rack, and lied peacefully for a moment before forcing herself up again. The demon man smiled at her perserverence and slowly extended claws out of his fingertips. Diving at the dazed woman, he swiped. Lara dove back a bit in the little time she had to react and screamed as his claws shredded the front of her body glove, leaving a few shallow scratches on her chest.
Caitlin looked up at the sound of Lara's scream, and saw Lara fall to her feet as she held her chest, a grimace of pain on her face. Cat ceased her humping of the dildo, watching and listening to the fight that unfolded before her. A strong flood of emotion raced through her brain, breaking through the thick fog of lust. The redhead looked down at the puddle of juices beneath herself and saw Lara's discarded magnum.
Sebastien grabbed Lara's slender neck as she fell to his feet. The dark man held Lara up, grinning at her with malice. He slammed Lara against the wall repeatedly, the British woman holding back her screams with every pound. "You could've been a worthy slave." said Sebastien through his sinister grin as he watched Lara's exposed tits bounce.
Lara tried to curse, but found herself too drained. All she could expel from her weakened body, was a spit on Sebastien's chest.
Sebastien looked down at the white saliva on his jacket and shook his finger in disapproval. "Die." the demon man said as he prepared to snap Lara's neck.
"You first." said a voice to Sebastien's right. The devil turned and saw Caitlin Fairchild holding Lara's pistol. Before he could even question her actions, she pulled the trigger and a hot slug pierced his head. The demon man fell to the ground, his grip loosening enough on Lara's throat she was able to escape from his hold. Time seemed to slow down as the evil man fell, his lifeless expression on his face burned into Lara's mind, her images of Sebastien as a powerful, unstoppable devil shattered. Caitlin pulled the trigger again, another bullet lodging into his skull, followed by another, and another, until she ran out of ammo and was left pulling the trigger desperately, but to no avail. Sebastien hit the floor with a mighty thud, dark fluids gushing out of multiple holes in his cranium.
Lara forced herself up, her left arm nursing a bruise on her right while blood oozed from a shallow cut on her forehead and from scratches on her bosom. "Caitlin? Are you okay?" asked the brown-haired woman with concern in her voice. Caitlin's face was a complete blank and she stood perfectly still, the firearm smoking in her hand.
"I realized just now what my problem was Lara." Caitlin said, her gaze still focused on Sebastien's body. "I hated Sebastien. I hated him for what he did to me, robbing me of my memories and almost a year of my life. But, at the same time....I loved it."
"Caitlin, no." murmured Lara in shock.
"Oh yes. I loved being fucked by his cock and his tentacles." said Caitlin, her voice melting and her eyes closed as she reminisced. Her left hand instinctively crawled to her cum-splattered pussy. "I loved being whipped and raped. I loved the orgies he threw me into. Oh god, I loved being recorded. The oils, the cages, the bondage.." her voice and naked body shuddered with remembered ecstacy, "...everything." said Caitlin as her head tilted back with blissful memories. "You see Lara, I revelled in my entire stay here. It took me a while to realize that I LOVED it. I would've figured it out earlier, but I was confused by you. I was in denial the entire time. You said I hated being his slave, but you were so wrong."
Lara stood solemnly, unable to think of a good reply. It was Aspen who next broke the silence with a soft "I know how you feel." Lara turned as the lovely young woman emerged from her observing post at the doorway of the Black Room and walked up to them. "I know exactly how you feel Caitlin." the tanned woman said, putting a hand on Caitlin's shoulder. Caitlin turned her head towards Aspen as she further elaborated. "When he captured me and put me in the wooden rack, he whipped me, he fingered my cunt, but he didn't rape me. But did I ever want him to. I wanted to be his slave. There was something about him."
"Yeah," agreed Caitlin, turning back towards Sebastien's bullet-ridden corpse, "that something, was evil. He knew how to hook you." Caitlin spat at the corpse, the last of it's demonic energies leaked out of it's shell and the remnants of Sebastien dissipated into blue wisps. As they travelled through the air, Caitlin shuddered as they moved by her. The blue energy seemed to carress Caitlin's breasts and vagina one last time before fading away into nothing.
Lara, still in shock at Caitlin's venomous words, finally mustered the courage to ask, "If...you loved it...does that mean he didn't kinap you, and that you actually...you came back to him?"
Caitlin hung her head low as she whispered, "Yes, I did."
Lara responded with silence, which was when Caitlin further explained. "I wanted to rescue Aspen, but you wouldn't let me. I wanted to prove I was strong. But, I was wrong. I came back and I saw these girls in their cage, just fucking each other all day without a care in the world. It made me remember how much I loved those days. I didn't intend on becoming his slave again, but I admit I submitted to him."
Lara, her voice still solemn, asked her ward, "Why did you kill him then if you loved him?"
Caitlin turned towards Lara, an icy look in her green eyes. "I didn't love that fuck. I hated him." Caitlin spat. "I hated the way he turned me into a mindless fucktoy. He took advantage of me, of my hidden desires. He turned me into a beast, worse actually, a piece of meat to fuck whenever he wanted. I just loved the dark ecstacies he gave me. But, I love you, Lara."
Lara's eyes lit up with joy, the tears that escaped her eyes turned into expressions of her delight. Caitlin and Lara embraced each other lovingly before kissing passionately on the lips. Aspen, although happy for the newly reconsiled couple, could not bear to watch their outward display of love and turned away, trying her best to ignore the loud gasping that echoed through her ears. With her head down, she thought about the woman she would most like to be kissing at the moment, Sara Pezinni.
Lara noticed Aspen's sorrow in the corner of her eye and broke off the kiss. Caitlin, at first puzzled with her lover's actions, quickly caught on to her motives. For a few awkward moments, the three women stood silently, each occupied with their own thoughts about the recent events that transpired. "So what now?" asked Aspen as she heard the sounds of their kiss cease.
***
Sara staggered through the dark halls, clutching her belly while constantly ordering the Witchblade gauntlet to not rape her. "Not yet dammit!" she mentally yelled "Stop that!!" she ordered as she felt tentacles slither near her clit. Sara's stopped moving for a moment as she leaned with a hand against the wall, panting desperately as she tried to catch her breath. An enormous pain exploded from her bloated womb, taking the Witchblade wearer to her knees. "Oh god! Not now..." she thought as the pain wracked through her brain. She held her belly tenderly with both hands as she writhed on the ground in a fetal position. "This can't be happening," she thought to herself, "I haven't been with Reaver that long. If I am going through the same thing Caitlin went through, then, oh god, this baby is going to be a demon."
Sara lurched slowly through the dark halls, using her transformed but still functional Witchblade gauntlet as a torch. Whenever her belly didn't flare with pain it's sheer size and weight was enough to keep Sara walking at a slow pace. She looked and felt like she was several months pregnant already, although the contractions and kicks were much more intense than they normally would be at this stage. Sara panted heavily, her tits began to feel bloated and sore, she determined they were filled with milk by now. He nipples ached with a throbbing warmth, she fought to resist the building urges to maul her own breasts. Nausea and dizziness began to bombard the detective's head, making every step an exercise in agony. She leaned against the wall to try clear her head, the Witchblade's flame fading with her strength. The brown-haired woman was about to slump to the floor and give up, when she saw in the corner of her eye a faint light.
Sara perked, her body energized with hope and desperately ran to the light. Rushes of cool air and the growing smell of the outdoors brought tears to her eyes as she got closer. There was an open portal before her that led out of the horrible temple. Sara was about to leap out of the door joyously when another contraction ripped through her frame. She instantly keeled over, hitting the ground in pain just inches away from the door. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to a crawl despite her heavy womb, and coerced her tear-stained eyes open, which was when she saw it. The clouds that hovered beneath her. The light she saw was the morning sun rising over the horizon. Reaver's temple, now floated high in the sky.
THE END