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Fate Worse Than KO	By : CecilHoshino Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 17479 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Chun-Li - Backfire
- 2-Cammy - Rude Awakening
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Cammy's head rolled from side to side, groaning as the gears started turning in her head again, only to be met with a serious, harsh pounding sensation. It certainly brought back to mind the beating she got earlier. She chided herself for letting Juri get the drop on her like that. If it were a straight up fight, Cammy was sure she could've taken her, easy.
Her eyes finally fluttered open...and she immediately wished they hadn't. She was looking right into a mirror that was attached to a closet door, and in it she could see just how depraved the situation got. Her leotard was completely torn; the only fabric that remained was above her breasts and up to her neck, and below her breasts and just over her belly button. Her pussy was exposed, especially with how she was seated in her chair.
Or, rather, tied to it. Her arms were tied behind her back by the wrists and forearms, and ropes tied her biceps and elbows to the back of the chair she was seated on. Her thighs were tied spread to the back legs, while her ankles, still in combat boots, were tied to the front. A more decorative length of rope was tied over her shoulders and around her breasts, the knot on the front.
A white, wiffled ballgag was strapped into her mouth. She could see (and feel) the glistening of drool escaping through the holes, as well as out of the corners of her mouth. Cammy was left in her leggings, although, with her leotard torn, the clips that held the camo print stockings to them hung loosely in front of the chair. To cap it off, her hair was still in its twin braids, and her captor had left her cap on.
After a minute to take stock of her situation, the closest door slammed shut, and there, standing behind it, was Juri, her pants crotchless and her panties absent, revealing her naked pussy. The Korean woman grinned devilishly, and approached her British captive, tilting up her chin with an outstretched finger, the nail gently scraping the skin. Juri took a second to take in the look of her captive, and the sound of her gagged protests and squirming.
“You wanted to find my hideout so bad, well, here it is. Actually, it's more of a safehouse than anything. Actually, it's more S.I.N's than anything. But it's mine now, claimed it and re-purposed it as my own. For example, the whole place is entirely soundproof. Go ahead, scream as loud as you like, no one would hear you.”
As if to encourage Cammy to scream, Juri pinched down hard on the blonde's left nipple. What Cammy let out, though, was more of a reflexive, indignant whine.
“Oh, you and I are gonna have fun,” Juri purred, grinning at Cammy's resistance. She mounted up on her captive's lap, and started feeling up those tits more eagerly, bouncing them in her palms, rolling her hands over those nipples to excite them, her eyes focused on the luscious tits.
As Juri felt her up, Cammy tried to rock on the legs of her chair. She was hoping she could work it so that she'd tip the chair over and it'd break underneath her, allowing her legs some freedom. So long as she had her legs free, she could kick this bitch into submission. At the very least, she attempted to knock Juri off of her. But the way Juri had mounted her up, Cammy was having a very hard time shaking her off.
Juri giggled as she could feel her British fuck toy trying to shake her off, futile an effort as it was. She responded by rolling her hips, shaking herself as she began to grind her hips against Cammy's. “Mm, now you're getting into it,” she teased, before bending down so she could get one of those titties into her mouth. As those nipples hardened, she got one between her teeth, gently biting down on it and giving it a good suckle.
Cammy let out an alarmed shriek as those teeth clenched down, even if it was more of a love bite than anything. She continued to buck and thrash, her chair wobbling from left to right, but somehow refusing to tip and fall down.
Juri continued to bounce on Cammy's lap, her hips grinding against the British blondie. Pressing her crotch firmly against Cammy's, Juri released Cammy's breast to roll her head back and start gasping, eyes screwed shut. “Oh...ooohho! Yeah, fuck me, you British cunt! Fuck me!”
With a distressed and alarmed “Rrnff!?” of indignation, Cammy's head was pulled forward into Juri's face, as the Korean woman rubbed their faces together, lathering her own face with Cammy's drool, while dragging her tongue all over Cammy's face. The smell of saliva was deep in both their noses, and Juri seemed to be thrilled with it.
Despite Cammy's attempts not to give Juri what she wanted, she couldn't keep from occasionally thrashing, and Juri made sure to keep their naked pussies together, tribbing so eagerly that it was as though they really were furiously fucking each other. Against her better judgement, Cammy let out a pitiful (and loud) whine into her gag as she suddenly whited out and came against Juri's lap.
Juri cried out more verbally as she came not long after. She continued to buck and hump against Cammy, before the two eventually calmed down. The explosions stopped in Cammy's brain, eventually, and she was able to lull her head from side to side to finally notice there were wooden hinge supports on the legs of her chair, explaining how she didn't tip over.
She suddenly felt her face turned towards Juri again, who was grinning broadly. “Oooh, wow, I don't think I've ever come so hard! God, I just came, and I'm still soaking wet.” Pushing herself off of Cammy's lap, Juri sunk between her legs, and stared at Cammy's pussy directly, wet with both her own juices and Cammy's mixed in during their near synchronized orgasm. Licking her lips lustfully and hungrily, Juri dove in, eagerly sucking up those juices, causing Cammy to shudder, whimper, and squirm some more.
Her cheeks wet with their juices, Juri pulled her face from Cammy's crotch to look up at her with a grin. “Fuck, that's delicious...and I'll bet having me devouring your cunt's getting you nice and horny again, huh?”
Cammy tried to make use of the fact that her gag had holes in it, and made a valiant effort to try and spit at her captor. It only resulted in her drooling all over herself some more, but the sentiment was there, especially from the unmistakable sound of building up a loogie to hock.
Juri looked Cammy in the face, at first unamused...before clamping her hand around Cammy's throat. Already having difficulty breathing due to her gag, Cammy, her eyes going saucer wide, started choking, and shaking even harder.
“You really shouldn't push your luck,” Juri said in a low, neutral tone, eyes half lidded, but face dark with rage. “I already tossed you and your doll friend out of a plane during take off before; you're lucky that didn't kill you, and I don't kill you now.”
Cammy continued to gasp and desperately try to breathe, eyes bulging and legs straining to kick. Juri let go of her throat, and even popped the gag out of her mouth. With a loud gasp, Cammy started greedily inhaling, taking long, loud breaths, before she slumped back in her seat. She looked up to Juri again, but before she could finish saying “You insane bitch,” Juri forced the ballgag back in place.
“You made me come harder than I ever did. That's worth keeping you around as a fuck toy, maybe even a bitch with proper training. But first, a little discipline's in order.”
Cammy let out a confused “Mmph?” into her gag, before she squealed in surprise as her hips were suddenly yanked forward, sliding her down in her chair, and pulling her ass off the seat. Only the ropes kept her, technically, seated now.
Juri backed off to the closet, and returned with a box of sexual objects. First was a long set of nine pink rubber beads, ending with a silver handle to a pull cord. Along with it was a tub of lube, with which Juri slathered the beads. Cammy was already whimpering with dreaded anticipation.
“Normally, I'd lube up my fuck toy's ass, too, but you need to be disciplined,” Juri taunted, before she pressed the first bead against Cammy's anus. With a bodily jerk and a muffled gasp, Cammy tried to clench her sphincter, but Juri eventually pushed the first one in, forcing Cammy to accept it. Each accompanied with the blonde's pitiful “Nnnffg!” of distress, one by one the beads were pushed up, until six of the nine were deep up Cammy's ass, leaving only three and the handle.
Next, those hanging clips attached to her leggings didn't hang any longer, as Juri found something to clip them to: Cammy's labia, pulling her pussy lips open, exposing her pink rather blatantly. As each set of metal teeth closed around Cammy's flesh, she let out a grunt and pulled at the ropes.
Finally, Juri pulled out two more metal clamps, with small iron weights at the end of each chain. Cammy shook her head, mumbling “Aaaiive learn mah lethon!”
“Oh, I figured you'd say that. But I got to make sure the lesson sticks,” Juri snarled back, before tweaking both of Cammy's nipples, forcing them erect. Once they were, each set of metal teeth closed around each nub, causing Cammy to squeal and buck on her seat, especially when the weights started to pull against her. She tried to extend her stomach, to rest the weights on, but they were way out of reach for that.
“Show me disrespect like that again, and it'll be piercings. I'd hate to do it, since that'd be a few weeks of babying those breasts without getting to play with them to make sure they set and heal proper, but damn would they get the message across. Not to mention look super hot on you...hmm hmm, I might have to do it anyway, actually.”
Juri bounced the weights on her fingers, causing Cammy to flinch and squirm. Finally, Juri let Cammy rest for a moment, really feel the sensation of the beads up her ass, and the weight of the iron pulling on her nipples, caught in the clamps.
For a full minute, Cammy was left their to wallow in the dull pains all over her body, as Juri looked her over, licking her lips and admiring her prize. “Oooh, I seriously hope this can go on for a long time; I'd hate to have to burn you out and throw you away too quickly. But don't worry, all of my fuck toys eventually regain enough mental faculty to return to normal society. Well, after a few years. And in case you're wondering, the advantage of being a bitch instead means all the pleasure with none of the total mind fucking. Ooh, that reminds me, gotta make this a great finale.”
Cammy looked up at Juri incredulously, as the Korean woman started to pull another thing from her box of toys. It was pink and rubbery, and...long...very long...by the time Juri pulled it out, revealing it to be a long, fleshy, floppy dildo, with rounded nubs along the head and down the shaft, it was nearly the length of her arm.
Moaning into her gag, Cammy shook her head; no WAY that would EVER fit inside of her.
“Oh relax you British cunt; this will probably only ever go halfway.”
Lubing it up as well (and further than the supposed half-way checkpoint), Juri crouched between Cammy's legs again, and started to slowly push the dildo up Cammy's pussy. With every centimetre, Cammy's string of “Nnnm”s grew higher and higher, before six inches were up Cammy's pussy and she was squealing for mercy, another six still hanging out.
As Cammy whimpered and cried at how much she was being filled, Juri started to pump and churn the dildo up Cammy's pussy. The blonde's eyes were saucer wide and not closing, and tears were starting to build up, her body already wet with sweat.
Juri continued to toy with the dildo up Cammy's snatch, while she pushed and pulled with the beads up Cammy's ass, pulling out two, before pushing them right back in. Straining on the ropes to kick or struggle or beat her arms, Cammy found no such recourse, and instead continued to moan and shriek into her gag, before eventually coming again.
Juri grinned, pulling the long dildo out slowly, leaving those six beads still up Cammy's ass. The British blonde was slumped in her chair, eyes still wide and rolled back, but dulled with exhaustion; her tears ended up not flowing, but her face was still lined with sweat. Juri idly swung the dildo back and forth, before swinging it in a soft slap across Cammy's tits. A few soft slaps. Reaching in, Juri popped out Cammy's gag, before forcing her to deep throat the dildo, up to four inches.
“So, why don't you share with the camera how much you just enjoyed yourself?” Juri teased, looking at the camera she had set up.
“Errggm,” Cammy garbled around the rubber cock in her mouth. It was pulled out with a deep gasp of air. Juri ran the head all over Cammy's face.
“Very good. Now, repeat after me: I, Cammy White, am Juri's bitch in training. Always have been, always will be.”
“Ah...I...Cammy White...” she gasped out, as Juri's finger started tracing around and inside her lips. “Auhm Juri's bitc hin—haa, training,” Juri pulled her finger out. “Always have been, always will be...”
“Oooh, very good, now say: I look forward to fucking you for her pleasure, soon.”
“I look--” Cammy started, before the ball gag was forced back in and snapped around the back of her head. Cammy whined, before she yelped as her tits were slapped by Juri's hand.
“Don't stop because I gagged you, silly bitch!”
“Ah hook...fohwah...to facking you fo hah leasah...” Cammy finished around the gag.

Chun-Li breathed in deeply through her nose. The taste of Juri's juices had long been sucked out, leaving Chun-Li with the taste, and sensation, of wet fabric in her mouth. The cleave gag was also really starting to dig into the sides of her mouth. She hadn't really stopped pulling on the ropes binding her wrists, nor the ones on her ankles.
She had watched with rapt horror at the tape Juri forced her to watch. Her breathing increased with fear at what lay in store for her, for Cammy, and any other poor woman Juri planned on kidnapping.
And god was she ashamed and humiliated at just how turned on she was watching all that. Seeing Cammy in bondage, suffering while still being pleasured...it was enough to keep Chun-Li's eyes on the screen, up until Juri returned to the camera and shut it off. The television eventually shut itself off after a short period of nothing.
Chun-Li squirmed, trying to ride out her arousal, or at least refocus her mind on the situation around her, try to use those “thunder thighs” to pry her ropes apart. No luck...
The room was incredibly quiet now, without the lurid video going. Without a sound coming from the rest of the condo beyond this bedroom door, Chun-Li had to concede that, indeed, this entire suite was heavily soundproofed.
So when the sound of a door unlocking and opening rang out through the dead silence, it definitely caught the Chinese girl's attention. She looked to the doorway in surprise.
“Camhi?”
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