行尸走肉第3季

Zuna let out a soft whimper as she shook her head slightly from side to side.

Ryan chuckled. [It\'s not like I was asking your permission.]

Ryan lightly tugged on the nipple clamps while his remaining fingers trailed up and down her skin. He then brought himself close enough to blow into Zuna\'s ear.

Zuna\'s body started shaking as she moaned at the sensation of his breath in her ear and his warm fingers caressing her skin.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked at him in awe and fear.

Ryan could see that her hole was lubricated enough from the liquid steadily dripping.

He placed a hand around the base of her neck, gently forcing her to look back into his eyes. [I know you want to run.]

[But there\'s no escaping fate.]

Zuna said nothing as Ryan rubbed the dildo against her pussy lips and slowly pushed it inside her.

Zuna bit down hard on her gag, trying to stop herself from feeling the pleasure flowing through her veins as Ryan entered her wet cunt with the toy.

The audience watched the show silently as they couldn\'t help but get caught up in the moment.

The only sounds heard were the grunts and whimpers barely audible through the gag as they felt as though they were involved in this performance.

Ryan then moved the tip of a second, smaller dildo against the entrance of Zuna\'s womb and slipped it in quickly as she struggled.

A small trickle escaped out between her legs, making everyone watching hold their breath.

Her body tensed as tears of pleasure rolled down her cheeks.

Zuna felt like she had to fight harder than she ever did before.

She fought for every breath she took on the battlefield that was happening between her legs.

Zuna felt that if she came now, it would be all over. She would collapse and give in to the man\'s desires, whatever they were.

Zuna knew she would die if she gave information on the Grand Empress, she had been told as much, and everything those people from the Kheaweth Military said was true.

But she couldn\'t stop herself from wanting him.

She had never wanted a man so severely, and his identity excited her even more.

She didn\'t know his real name, but she still thought of him by his fake one.

Subject one.

[I don\'t want to die, sir,] Zuna pleaded, squirming against the pleasure.

Her insides were on fire, and she could do nothing to quell the inferno raging between her legs besides thrust her hips against the two dildos inside her.

[You won\'t die,] Ryan suddenly said telpathically. [At least not today. If you accept this gift, I will protect you, not from myself but from the Grand Empress.]

Ryan then sent a prompt to his former torturer.

While Ryan had been gaining ranks, he received few upgrades, but an upgrade he did receive was a new role in his Harem.

Sex Doll.

This role was his first true \'Negative\' role. It was the lowest role in the hierarchy, putting the word \'slave\' to shame.

The description for the role was: [The person who agrees to this role agrees to be used as though they were a doll. They cannot say no to anything other than the taking of their life if it has to do with sex.]

Ryan had the option of choosing another type of doll, such as a pain doll, information doll, or death doll, each of which came with their own set of benefits and drawbacks.

But of course, Ryan being the pervert he was, chose sex doll.

Dominance in sex was the most primal dominance one could have.

If you inflict pain upon someone, would that get them to suffer?

If you force someone to tell you information, would that really get all the details?

If you sentenced someone to death, isn\'t death its own form of relief?

But sex had none of these limitations.

If Ryan wanted someone to suffer during sex, he could.

If Ryan wanted every single detail from a woman during sex, he could.

If Ryan wanted the person to beg for death during sex, he could.

Ryan didn\'t like the negative aspects because he liked the idea of torturing people, but rather the benefits of wielding such power.

Looking at the agreement in her mind Zuna gasped as she realized what she would be signing on.

Ecstasy was making her mind fuzzy but she still held on to some rational.

[Can you truly save me?] Zuna asked.

[What does it mean to be truly saved? I\'ve already told you what I would do. Now give your answer before I lose my patience and take away everything you have ever loved in this world.]

Zuna felt her heart break inside of herself for the cowardly decision she was about to make.

Ryan didn\'t let up his assault as her decision was being made, making her mind on the brink of orgasm drift between answering yes and no.

Zuna closed her eyes. \'I must atone for my sins.\' Zuna accepted the prompt.

Ryan felt a tether stronger than any he had with anyone else connected to Zuna\'s mind.

He felt he could take down her defenses in a second if it were for sex.

He sensed that if he willed her to do anything other than something sexual, his control would instantly disappear for 24 hours.

[This connection I have established with you is safe, no one can detect its existence, meaning the device the Grand Empress has implanted in you cannot either,] Ryan explained telepathically.

His hands started to work faster and harder as the two devices rhythmically moved in and out in a sultry rhythm.

[Oh fuck,] Zuna moaned in her mind that someone had transferred to Ryan.

Ryan then moved closer to her face as he started to speak again.

[And now, may we begin?] Ryan said with an evil grin on his face.