Fan Fiction
Contents - [Prologue|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5|Chapter 6|Chapter 7|Chapter 8|Chapter 9|Chapter 10|Chapter 11|Ending #1|Ending #2|Ending #3|Ending #4]
Codes: Fdom/F, Mdom/F, M/F, MC
Dizzy sat in Miller's lap, gagged, her wrists and ankles cuffed to her tail, blushing and purring as he stroked and fondled her.
"Did you like the orgy?" he said smoothly. "I did. That was me who put the second pill into your mouth, by the way. Could you tell?"
She blushed a bit more, and slowly nodded. Miller grinned. "Good," he said. "Mm ... we'll teach you to recognize people just by cock and pussy yet!" He scritched her head, then moved one hand down to her breasts, his other hand fingering her lightly.
Dizzy whimpered and moaned softly, and Miller undid the ankle-bonds, lying her on her back. "Time for your goodnight fucking," he said, shrugging off his bathrobe, and pressed his shaft into her, taking her missionary-style. She yelped and moaned, gasping and squirming, almost feeling sore from her earlier ordeal.
But Miller didn't seem to care, and he gritted his teeth, humping into her. Dizzy gasped, completely helpless to resist or avoid the mounting pleasure, and she moaned loudly through her gag, shuddering. And a part of her didn't want to resist, was turned on by her utter helplessness, and it was starting to get the deciding vote.
She gasped and shuddered with pleasure, eyes squeezed shut, squirming around Miller's thick manhood, and squealed into her gag. Then there was a sensation of warm wetness within her, and she squealed as she came, spasming and shuddering with pleasure, wave after wave of pleasure rushing through her ...
Miller lay heavily on top of her for several moments, and then he slowly stood up and withdrew. "Mm ... my Dizzy ... my pet," he murmured, reaching over to turn out the light. "Good night ..." He lay down, holding her close, and drew the sheets up over them both.
Dizzy dreamed. She dreamed of being suspended in a warm water, bare of any clothes — even her collar. She lay there, able to relax fully, completely free of all cares or worries.
Then she felt a hand on the back of her neck. She started, going limp as it seemed to grip her very soul. She felt as if she was being pulled backward, arms or tendrils gripping her, holding every part of her in their control.
She didn't resist. She knew she might have been able to, but she didn't want to, even as the tentacles pressed into her sex and rear, into her mouth, engulfing her completely ...
Her eyes opened. She knew that she was under their control again. No, not just "their" control — someone's control, in particular. And she somehow knew that this was a good thing, a comforting thing ...
Dizzy found herself getting out of bed, walking towards the door. It was almost as if she was an outside observer, watching this happen to someone else. Admittedly, the point of view was from this someone else, and she could still feel and see and hear everything from their point of view, but ...
She walked down the hallways nude, barely aware of her own movements, let alone where she was going. It felt almost as if she was being carried along in someone's arms, naked and helpless, but protected.
Finally, she arrived at a door and stepped in; it was the chamber where she'd met Qi, with the row of computer monitors and tubes ...
There were three people here. Two scientists she didn't recognize, and one woman — she had blonde hair in a pair of salmon-pink ribbons, and wore a red version of Dizzy's outfit, with black sleeves. She had a red tail, and wings — one grey, the other dark green. She smiled, and Dizzy knew this was the one controlling her.
She spoke. "Hello there, kitten," said Liss. She grinned towards the two scientists. "You know what to do with her."
The two men began to disrobe, and one of them lay down on the ground. Dizzy found herself moving forward, and pressed herself down over his length —
She shuddered, moaning as her pleasure build up, gasping and squirming. That, at least, was her own volition, or at least her own reaction. The other man stood next to her, and she closed her mouth around his length — controlled once again — and began licking and suckling and purring, humping herself over the first man's length. She moaned amid her purrs, shuddering as her pleasure built up. She was barely aware as she placed her hands behind her back, and Liss came up behind her and cuffed her hands together ...
Dizzy's pleasure was building up exponentially. It was like nothing she'd ever felt before — as if she was feeling an orgasm already, just from the stimulation. Which meant that when she actually did climax, that was when she would really get hit.
Her mind seemed suddenly blasted with pure pleasure. It was completely overwhelming — she couldn't even feel anything, except for the raw bliss washing through her body and mind. Nothing, nothing had ever made her feel this intense before.
She felt herself being carried in someone's arms — Liss's. She didn't know where she was being taken, or why; she just knew that it was good. Presently, she fell asleep.
Dizzy awoke to feel something uncomfortably large in her sex and rear. Her mind was free once more, but her arms and legs were bound tightly in a spreadeagled position, and a ballgag filled her mouth as she lay on her back. She tried to look down, and saw Liss affixing a chastity belt to her groin.
She whimpered. Liss grinned up at her. "You're gonna stay like this for a while," she said, and then wrapped a blindfold around Dizzy's eyes.
There was a click, and then the vibrations began.
Dizzy yelped, squirming and moaning, thrashing in her bonds. She felt Undine manifest, and tried to plead with her, but only felt the cool lips begin to lick and suckle at her breast ...
Miller awoke to feel a nude body pressed against his own. He felt wings, and his hand, moving down slightly on its back, encountered a tail, but something ... wasn't quite right ... "Dizzy?" he mumbled.
"Guess again," said the voice.
He could hear her grin. "Liss!?"
"DZ-002," she murmured, and kissed him on the lips, "reporting for duty."
Miller chuckled. "Excellent," he said.
Undine continued suckling at Dizzy's breast, ignoring her yelps and moans, just focusing on adding more stimulation than she was getting from the vibrators.
And it was already a lot. She squealed as another climax rocked through her, a shudder of pure bliss wracking her ...
She lay there in the afterglow, struggling to recover but unable to amid the constant stimulation. But then she heard a series of clicks, and her arms and legs went limp; was she being freed?
But then, before she could work up the strength to resist, she felt herself being rolled onto her stomach, then her hands were cuffed to her tail. She whimpered as her tail was pulled up, her legs scrunched up under her, raising her rear into the air, and squirmed weakly as a harness was placed around her legs, holding her in that position. The chastity belt was removed, and the vibrator in her sex was removed, but not the one in her rear.
There was a moment of silence, and then Dizzy felt someone's hands on her hips. Then she yelped as, in one quick motion, whoever it was thrust his cock into her rear, and began pumping in and out. She gasped, squirming, wanting nothing more than to escape this, but unable to move, immobilized in her bonds.
And then, of course, the pleasure began. She moaned through the gag as the warmth spread throughout her body, shuddering as she felt the force of the stimulation bringing her to greater heights than she'd thought possible, squeezing her eyes tightly shut beneath the blindfold, gasping as she felt herself hurtling towards an immense climax ...
She squealed as she came, panting and gasping, her whole body spasming, pleasure seeming to erupt from every cell in her body. It was the single most intense sensation she'd ever felt. And she was feeling all of it, not fainting, as she'd fully expected to do. She moaned, shuddering, hit by a continuous blast of pleasure, twitching and shuddering in her bonds.
There was a loud grunt behind her, and the man began filling her with his thick warm cream. She gasped, another wave of pleasure rocking through her, filling her to the brim. It just felt so good ...
She heard Liss's voice. It said simply, Sleep, and she knew nothing more.
She woke up, lying facedown on her stomach, hands spread forward as if she'd been bowing down to someone. She found she couldn't move; it felt as if her body was half-numb, as well.
"Sit up and look down at yourself," said Liss, directly in front of her. Dizzy found her body moving to sit up of its own accord. She saw that Liss was naked in front of her, and looking down at herself, she found that she was mostly nude, as usual, but now she was wearing what appeared to be a set of latex panties.
"Miller broke a couple of rules," said Liss. "He was too rough and didn't take your pleasure into account. So, we've decided to give your pussy a rest." She stroked Dizzy's hair. "Don't worry — you'll still get some pleasure of your own, kitten. But first, though, make me cum."
Dizzy moved forward, wrapping her left arm around Liss's waist. She closed her mouth around Liss's right nipple, reaching up to tweak her other nipple with her free hand. Liss let out a moan, stroking Dizzy's wings and back, shuddering. Dizzy purred, the hand at Liss's waist reaching down to stroke along the older woman's tail, her other hand reaching down to stroke lightly at Liss's sex.
"Ohh ... oh yes," moaned Liss. "Good kitten ...." She ran her hand through Dizzy's hair, then gave it a slight push. Blushing, Dizzy moved down, pressing her face against Liss's sex, and began licking, purring, making her tongue vibrate ...
Liss shuddered, moaning more audibly, and stroked Dizzy's hair, producing more purrs. Dizzy squeezed her eyes shut, and began lapping furiously at the older woman's sex, finding that the taste seemed to be of an unidentifiable sweet spice, and brought her hand up to pinch and tweak at her clit.
Finally, Liss gasped, moaning loudly and shuddering, her juices splashing out of her sex and all over Dizzy's face, causing her to whimper.
She lay there, panting for a moment, then smiled down at Dizzy. "Mmm ... that was a very good kitten," she said. "Here ... I'll give you your reward." She placed her hand on the back of Dizzy's head.
Dizzy felt a tingle at first, all over her body, then a warm sensation of pleasure.It built up until she felt as though she was cumming, built up even further so that she couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't feel anything except the pure, white sensations of bliss ...