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Women in Red 2	By : Clocktower Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 4708 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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- 4-Four
- 5-Five
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- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
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Claire dreamed she was flying over a sea of rotting garbage. As the tranquilizer fog lifted, she found herself nude, suspended forty feet in the air, bound from head to foot in silken ropes, the knots splaying her arms and legs. Below her were scores of zombies, prisoners and guards alike, their bloody, decaying hands reaching up, bloody fingers grasping for her flesh. They reeked.
She'd been hung from a crane parked inside an empty garage, the rope hitched to a leather belt about her waist. Her wrists, neck, and upper thighs had also been dressed in thick, leather sheathes. Probably to keep her arteries from being chewed through right away. Disturbing as that was, of more concern to her was double-headed dildo someone had taken the liberty of inserting into her vagina and anus. She tried to push it out, but it had been tied in place.
"Hey!" she cried over the zombies' moans. "Hey! What the heck is this? Let me down!"
"You'll be let down soon enough, whore," came a voice from inside her ear. Alfred Ashford, through a small receiver. How many things had he put inside her?
"Who are you calling whore, pervert?" she shouted.
He didn't respond, unless it was he who somehow made the dildo inside her hum to life. As the vibrations went through her, the dildo's heads heated up. She craned her neck to see what was going on back there, but only caught a glimpse of some wires running to the line holding her up. The dildo was secreting lubricant, she could feel it running down her vulva, making her pussy secrete its own fluid.
"When we were young, my dear sister and I raised ant colonies," Alfred said, his voice far away and whimsical as it came through the earpiece. "We would feed them by ripping the limbs from larger insects and dropping them onto their nests. No doubt their agony was exquisite, but bugs can only express so much."
She'd seen people eaten alive in Raccoon. Her mind had done a heroic job of blurring the details, but being dangled forty feet above more than two dozen zombies was bringing back memories. What she remembered most clearly was how they never killed anyone quickly. They weren't trying to, they were only trying to eat and they'd chew on the first part of you they could get until there was nothing left.
The dildos were sliding back and forth inside her, one in, the other out. The rising panic in her stomach should have soured her budding orgasm, but it was closer to throwing gasoline on a grease fire. She'd been spending too much time with Ada, that was clear to her now as her insides turned red hot and bowed out, bursting at their seams. A lewd moan escaped her throat before she could stifle it. She was going to cum. She grit her teeth, tried to shake her limbs lose. She cried out as the orgasm blew through her, making her tightly bound body hum and shake like a combustion engine.
She cried out in shock and despair as the crane lowered her ten feet. The zombies howled and screamed.
"Now do you see your peril?" said Alfred into her ear. "The device inside of you is a state-of-the-art biometric sensor. It can detect your physiological responses and send a signal to the crane."
She took two heavy breaths. She knew all about Umbrella's stupid biometric sex toys. The dildo in her pussy pumped slower while the one anchored in her butt vibrated intensely. The lubricant, it was amazing. Her lady was ready for more, even if it meant being another ten feet closer to a horrid death. She felt the tide inside her going out. It would be back soon, a massive, crushing wave she had no hope of stopping.
"That's it, fight it," said Alfred. "Oh, if only my dear Alexia were here. I suppose she'll have to settle for the film once she awakens from her fifteen year slumber."
Yes, keep talking, jerk, Claire thought as the heavy waters rushed in. Alfred's voice could dry up the deepest sea trench. No one talked like that, except for maybe Steve. Where was he, anyway? Fifteen year slumber, what was that about?
In desperation she looked straight down, into the rotting mouths she'd soon be sliding down in raw, red pieces. She let out a low cry as the slow, powerful orgasm washed over her like a tsunami, washing away all thoughts and questions.
"No..." she murmured as the rope lowered her another ten feet.
She had to give the biometric device credit, it knew just how long to let her rest before slowly humming back to life, this time with each head slowly rotating inside her. The lubricant was working its magic, too, rejuvenating her womanhood for a third round.
This couldn't be happening, she thought. There was no way she'd cum a third time like this. She needed a longer break. She began shifting her weight as much as she could, hoping to eventually swing herself into the crane. She held no hope of escaping, but she might wreck at least part of this perverted setup if she was lucky.
The third orgasm hit her like a wrecking ball. She hadn't seen it swinging in her direction until it was too late. Alfred laughed in her ear at her lewd, moaning cries, making her bliss feel oily as she was lowered by the crane. Her head hung limp in defeat. The lubricant she was being pumped full of dripped out of her, falling onto the zombies now a mere ten feet below.
Both heads of the dildo were swelling. The one in her pussy bulged near the head, making its slow rotations that much more impactful. A line of drool feel from her mouth. She didn't care. There was no way a fourth... no, she thought. It couldn't be. Her body wouldn't betray her like this.
"No, no, please," she said, begging herself. "Come on, Claire, nooo..."
Alfred was ranting about bloodlines and ant politics in her ear, but not even that could keep her from cumming a fourth time. This one was going to be big. She'd still be riding it as the zombies tore into her.
Alfred screamed. She heard him through her earpiece and through the window of the office overlooking the garage. There was a gunshot, another scream. The crane was hoisting her back up. She was saved, except the dildos were working overtime, spinning, swelling, vibrating. She went off like a rocket, finally exploding when she was fifty feet off the ground.
By the time she was conscious again, she was being lowered to the ground. The zombies were gone, though their stink lingered. Ada stood where they'd been, the remote control to the winch in her hand. She stopped Claire at eye level and took her gently by the chin. "You really are a pain in my ass, you know that?" Ada said, planting a soft kiss on Claire's wet lips.
Ada spun her around, unhooked the dildo apparatus from the harness. Claire gasped as the dildos slid from her insides, leaving her with a hollow, leaky feeling as she was lowered to the floor and untied.
"You probably want to rest, but we should get moving. Alfred got away. Who knows what he's capable of."
Claire's clothes had been set atop a crate, along with her pistols. "What about Steve? He was with me," she said as she got dressed.
"Hey, what's the hold up?" said Steve, jogging into the garage through the open service door. "I led those zombies pretty far away, but they might come back!"
Ada stood between him and Claire as she got dressed. "They'll be back even sooner if you don't be quiet," she said.
Claire had her clothes and pistols back, Steve had the shotgun she'd found. She looked down at the dildo that had been inside her and wondered if she'd ever be the same again, structurally speaking.
"Let's just get the heck out of here," she said, kicking the slimy thing under a workbench.
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Alfred stumbled into the control room, his right knee already swelling from where the woman had kicked him. His head swam. Had he been shot? He'd see to all of that in a moment. Right now he had to reach the computer terminal and activate the base's self-destruct sequence. He should have done so at the start.
He found the terminal, entered the necessary codes. There were enough explosives planted throughout the base to flatten everything on the island. The sluts and their boy-toy would be lucky indeed to get far enough away in time, but he would leave nothing to chance.
With the sequence started, he made haste to the lower levels, the ones built to withstand attacks like the very one that had crippled everything else. The lower laboratory was intact, its power supply uninterrupted. The latest Tyrant model was asleep in its stasis pod, radiating such an aura of menace that it was hard to believe it was truly in a medical coma.
While it represented the latest entry into the Tyrant series, it was considering something of an offshoot. While one hand sported the long, bone claws associated with the product from the beginning, the other was malformed into a dubious-looking club. Deadly, yes, but it left the monster with no ability to grapple its enemies should the need ever arise. Perhaps the defect was by design, to offset what hung between the titan's legs.
Most Tyrants were sexless, however this one sported a large penis, one some genetic engineer or surgeon had taken great care in cultivating for reasons unknown. The member looked small when compared to the massive frame it hung from, but up close Alfred couldn't help but feel mildly inadequate.
He entered a code into a computer terminal near the creature. It tank rapidly emptied of fluid. The creature stirred, its milk-white eyes rolling around in its head until they found something to focus their blind malevolence on.
That something was Alfred, who gaped in horror as the Tyrant's member stiffened and grew. It took two steps forward, looming over him.
"No!" he shouted, pointing at the door. "The sluts! Kill the sluts! Leave me be, you..."
Its clubbed hand took him in the ribs, sending him flying across the room. Dazed and in agony, he had the wherewithal to keep still and hope the Tyrant would consider him dead.
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