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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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- 5-Five
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- 9-Nine
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Claire thought for sure the Steve-mutant was taking them back to the gross room with butt-holes for windows. She never thought she'd be pleasantly surprised at being dragged into a medieval-style dungeon and thrown into a stone cell.
Someone, or more likely something, had set out for them a bucket of hot, soapy water and a wooden stool.
"Beats a cold shower," said Ada, grabbing the sponge floating in the bucket. She motioned for Claire to sit. "How's your hand?"
Claire made a fist. She had bruises in the shape of Alexia's fingertips on the backs of her knuckles, but nothing was broken.
"Feels fine," she said, closing her eyes tight as Ada washed the goo from her hair. The stuff might have made them look sleek and sexy when it was wet, in a sci-fi horror kind of way, but it was grimy-nasty as it dried. She tried not to think too much about why Alexia wanted them so clean.
Mostly she tried not to think about the Steve-mutant. She'd given up on shouting his name, on any hope of seeing a flicker of his former self in those cold, red-rimmed eyes...
"Ugh! Really, Steve?" she said after Ada had wiped soap suds from her eyes to reveal the Steve-mutant flogging its new mutant cock as hard and as fast as he could.
"At least he can still enjoy himself," said Ada, pulling Claire upright by her shoulders so she could squeeze the sponge over her breasts.
"Hey! I am so not in the mood right now," Claire said.
"It's the least we can do for him," said Ada.
She kept her washing of Claire chaste, but how she stood while doing it was anything but. The Steve-mutant liked what it saw, falling to its knees as it pumped its long, red member. The bulbous head popped in and out of view from the thick, reptilian hands. Claire couldn't look away, as much as she wanted to.
"I think he's about to..." Ada said, too late. The Steve-mutant's orgasm was sudden. Thick ropes of white semen shot from the knobby head, hitting the cell's iron bars and splashing into the stone floor, all except for one enormous gob that smacked Claire full in the face.
The stuff was almost as hot as the water and felt like pancake mix as it ran down her face to drip off her chin. Claire sat in stone silence, her eyes forward, not really seeing the Steve-mutant as it rested back on its haunches, breathing like a bellows.
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After the Steve-mutant had left, they were both able to get clean. They spent a while looking for a way out of the cell to no avail and were about to take a nap on the straw thrown down for them when the Steve-mutant returned. He went straight into the cell and snatched Ada, carrying her off like she was Jessica Lange. The barred door swung shut behind him, locking itself.
"Hey, what am I, chopped liver!?" Claire cried.
Claire lost track of time in the sunless dungeon. It must have been hours before the Steve-mutant returned. He snatched Claire up just as easily as he had Ada and brought her out of the dungeon, up several floors to the part of the base that looked like some grand mansion. There, he dumped her on a carpeted floor in front of an ornate wooden door, stained a deep crimson. She had no choice but to go through.
It was a bedchamber, one where not a lot of sleeping was to be done. Standing beside a circular bed with black sheets was Ada, nude save for a leather bell collar around her neck. Her pubic hair was disheveled, her swollen pink showing through. She'd been having fun on some level, but Claire didn't like at all the faraway look in her eyes, nor the rigidness in her spine.
"Claire..." she said, as a door hidden in shadows opened, admitting Alexia.
She wore a blood red gown that showed off her pale shoulders. Around her neck was a broach bearing a bright red jewel. Ada fell to her knees, put her face and palms against the floor. Claire remained standing, glaring at Alexia, though she couldn't bring herself to meet those horrible eyes.
"Ah, the foolish one," said Alexia, stepping to within inches of Claire. Fifteen years in stasis had left her skin pale and healthy, free of any blemish. She even smelled nice, like cold and flowers, but something about her still made the skin crawl. Claire kept her face blank, not wanting to give the lovely monster a single thing if she could help it. Alexia circled her, inspecting her from head to toe, taking an inventory. "Ada has told me you've been searching for your brother."
"Yes," said Claire.
"Yes, Lady Ashford. I have a sibling as well. I believe you have met his acquaintance."
"Who, Alfred? Yeah, he tied me up in a perverted sex trap and dangled me over a pack of zombies. Great guy."
Alexia's mantis-like eyes sparkled. She clapped her gloved hands, Ada's signal to rise. "Alfred always was rather fond of stagecraft," she said. "I prefer more intimate play. Ada, prepare her for me."
Ada took Claire by the arm and led her to the bed. She laid her down, parted her legs, and without ceremony began licking her pussy. Alexia watched, slowly peeling off her long red gloves, slipping out of her dress. Her bright blond hair flowed down her back like a cape.
Caught in Alexia's spell, Claire almost didn't realize what Ada was really doing to her clitoris. It was an old game, one they'd gotten bored with early on, where they'd write simple words with their tongues on each other's pussies then try to guess what they were. Ada's had all been dirty words; how she'd relished getting Claire to say them.
This was a long one, thought. She closed her eyes, focused on what her lady was feeling.
S. U. B. M. L. T.
Huh? Claire had never been good at the game, always cumming before she could guess more than a few letters. What the heck was submlt? A subway melt? Claire was hungry, but this was no time for sandwiches.
Alexia slapped Ada across the buttocks. Like a trained animal, Ada hoped up and stood at attention by the bedside. Alexia stuck her fingers in Ada's mouth, wetting them before gently rubbing Claire's pussy. Her exploration was slow, casual. Claire propped herself up on her elbows to watch herself be fingered. This couldn't be it, she thought. A fingering, really?
Something inside her suddenly tightened. Alexia had found a spot and pressed on it just right. Claire's hips rolled in time with her wrist. Claire's breath came faster, her heart sped up. She was brought slowly towards an orgasm, held at the very brink then slowly pushed beyond, over and over again without release. It felt like the first moment of a fall, spread across an eternity. Claire tried everything she could to bring an end to it, to hit the ground hard and cum, but Alexia wouldn't allow it.
A clock chimed from somewhere in another room. The time meant nothing to her, but it did make her realize she'd never been on edge for this long, not at this level of intensity. She'd worked up a heavy sweat; the bed sheet under her butt was soaked. She was going mad.
"I-s-submit," said Claire.
"Hmm? Speak up."
"I submit! I submit! Please, let me... let me..."
"Let you what? Say it."
"C-cum. Let me cum, please," said Claire.
Alexia's laughter was like her brother's. It was a wonder that her pussy didn't dry up immediately, but she'd been taken well across her event horizon.
"Perhaps. Ada, mount her. If she can bring you to an orgasm, I'll consider accepting her surrender."
"Yes, Lady Alexia," said Ada as she climbed onto the bed and threw a leg over Claire's face. She held Ada just under her buttocks, got her nose just over her hood. This was Ada's favorite position to fuck her in after making her cum. She usually rode Claire hard, but her lady had seen some action recently. Claire licked her gently, soothing her with her breath. Ada's juices ran down her chin and neck. She'd normally hate that, but she was so hot from Alexia's fingers she wanted to be completely drenched.
Finally, Ada announced she was cumming. Alexia immediately hooked her fingers and pulled; such a simple movement, Claire never would have guessed it would be what sent her spiraling beyond bliss, into the swirling dark of her center.
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