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Pride and Politics	By : HunterOpera Category: +M through R > Metroid Views: 31560 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Samus was only dimly aware of the fucking she received but Salis didn't mind. The assault was meant for Samus' subconscious mind, driving home the idea that she was owned property utterly without agency. Looking into the empty eyes of the Hunter, her slack features and heaving chest, Salis was certain that the Hunter was beginning to understand this.
The other end of the strap-on nestled against Salis' clit, every sensation the cock won echoing down the demon and repeating itself for the warden. Fucking Samus, raping Samus, she understood the Baron's obsession – Samus was hot, wet, and so very tight.
She could hardly wait to experience what Samus would feel like when she was fucking Salis back.
Pulling Samus up by the collar, Salis hugged the other woman close, driving them both to orgasm. The difference was in how they received it – Salis wanted this so badly, but Samus tried to hide her shame, her agony, her defeat.
Salis pulled the slave's ponytail to force her head up, then slapped her across the face.
“Did you just cum, you slut?”
Samus, delirious, nodded.
“Good slut,” Salis cooed. “But never again with permission. In fact, I think you could use a lesson...”
She stepped back, the monstrous demon between her legs leaving Samus' cunt a gaping maw. She whimpered, quivered at the sudden emptiness and cool air that moved inside her. Salis simply grinned, removing the strap-on with a sigh and promising herself another go as soon as possible.
For the moment though, friends, she had other ideas.
“You have lovely firm tits here, Hunter.” Salis' fingers pinched a nipple, tugging one breast up and letting it fall. The fleshy mound bounced back into place, so Salis slapped it and then slapped it again, enjoying the taut silkiness of soft flesh. “Hiding them away from me for so long. I think we need to make up for lost time. I think...”
She trailed off and Samus risked looking up at her captor, was shaken by the expression on the warden's face.
“Let's make a game of this,” Salis continued, biting her lip. “Get ready for some intense fun.”
More buttons pressed.
Samus watched with dull incomprehension as the platform below her raised, stopping long before it might have given her any relief from her hanging. She stared at it, wanting, as Salis pushed more buttons and started pulling wires from around the sides.
Two wires, white and black, every time she came up. The wires had clips at the ends and Samus looked at them and shivered as Salis brought them closer, closer, always closer.
A pair of clips pinched her inner right thigh, then her left. Salis smiled as the great Samus Aran squealed and tried to squirm her way to release, but the bindings had pulled her taut and the fucking and everything leading to it had left her so very weak.
“You probably think you've bottomed out,” Salis teased, pinching one of Samus' nipples. “You're wrong.”
Two more clips kissed the Hunter's right nipple, then her left. The warden's actions lacked her vocal playfulness, her eyes narrowed as her body moved with a terrible efficiency. Two more clips at the sole of each foot, the palm of each hand.
And, lastly, two clips along the rim of her sphincter.
Samus was crying again when Salis reattached the tube to her mouth and then worked the dildo and tube back into her ass, taking her time with that last agonizing process. She stood and patted the cheek of the openly weeping Hunter, took a moment to lick the tears from her face.
“The platform is set to shock you at random intervals in random places,” Salis said, tugging on each clip in turn, making sure that they were all steadily pinching Samus' flesh. “There's nothing you can do about it. You'll be fed and cleaned as you were before, but you should be used to that by now. Enjoy, Samus Aran. I'll be back for more games soon.”
Samus begged with her eyes, pleading for mercy as Salis sashayed out of the cell. The silver light from the world outside painted the room in shadows that Samus could not make sense of, not as tired as she was, not as fearful.
The first shocks came and Samus couldn't even scream.
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