Punished and Cleansed

“Well, well, well… What am I going to do with you?”

The baritone in his voice was rough enough that Juno could feel it in her chest. Whether that was just him or the sensation being amplified by his Gardevoir’s psychic power holding her in place, she couldn’t tell. What she was sure of was that it tickled something in her in the best way.

Juno laid there on one of the Aura Cleanser’s many large beds, having spent the better part of an hour handcuffed to the posts. This Gardevoir had come in to release her bonds, only to keep her from running off; no matter what her mind told her body to do, it wouldn’t listen. It was a sort of paralysis that she could still feel. Not the best way to spend her evening.

Especially when she’d been found stealing from the club.

‘Where’s Davey when I need him?’ she thought. ‘Oh well. I’ve been in this situation before. Time to turn it on…’

“I was about to ask you the same thing,” Juno replied. “If I’d known you were running things here—”

She trailed off under the icy silence of the club’s owner. She’d heard the workers in the place call him “Joma.” And here he now stood, flanked by his crew of Pokemon: a Lucario and Machamp, both even more musclebound than their kind usually were, and a Lopunny which almost matched the voluptuousness of the Gardevoir. Lucario’s paws were cupped to hold the valuables Juno had tried to pilfer: a ruby, sapphire, pearl, and gold ingot, all quite sizeable and hard for her to hide on her person.

At the same time, Juno couldn’t deny that the situation turned her on. Surrounded by a team of captors that were unfairly too hot to be believed, frozen in place on a bed, her clothes having been stripped in the Lucario’s search of her person. Her tanlines were now on full display, curving along her sizeable breasts and hips, her legs slightly spread open. If she’d had control of her body, she’d probably have spread them further to help with her bit of persuasion.

“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t turn you over to the cops,” Joma said, scarred arms crossed.

“Well… I can think of a few things to make up for all this,” Juno said, words dripping with honey. “I’ve heard lots of good things about you, Mister Joma. Lots of not-so-good things too.”

If Joma was affected by her words, he didn’t show it. “Is that right?” he finally growled. “I guess we know how we’re handling this. Garde?”

‘Yes, master,’ the soothing telepathic voice said before Gardevoir took hold of both of Juno’s temples, pinkish energy clouding around them. Juno felt a haze come over her as the rest of Joma’s Pokemon surrounded her. She bit her lip as she felt the heat rush through her blood in a way that she hadn’t felt for years—by Arceus, she could feel the lips of her pussy swell and darken, soaking through the panties that Lucario and Machamp were now tearing off her body. She lay there, bare naked, her tanlines showing off her curves, her pussy soaking wet, unable to move, unable to resist. She knew she wouldn’t even try.

Before she knew it, Lucario and Machamp’s dicks were now showing, standing ready. Lopunny pawed at her boobs, pulling at her erect, aching nipples and drawing a moan out of Juno’s throat. Gardevoir leaned down to give her a deep kiss, plundering her mouth with her tongue. Then, she felt it: her fat pussylips were spread open by the crown of a sizeable cockhead, and beyond her vision she saw the now naked club owner lift her legs onto his shoulders and claim her, bottoming out at the deepest part of her.

‘I haven’t felt like this since my first time with Davey,’ she thought, her tongue now hanging out of her mouth following Gardevoir’s kiss.

‘Is that so?’ came the inner voice of Gardevoir, echoing through the lusty haze.

Juno’s eyes widened. ‘You can hear me?’

‘We all can now,’ she answered. ‘Your mouth is going to be busy, after all…’

As Gardevoir said this, she straddled Juno’s face, almost smothering her with her thick bubble butt as her own pussylips spread against her mouth. By instinct, Juno gave Garde’s cunt the juiciest kiss she could, moaning against her as Joma fucked her senseless.

Things started to become a blur of sensation and pleasure in Juno’s mind. She could feel Joma’s human cock swap out for the wider member Machamp was sporting, then for Lucario’s knot that pried her apart even further. Lopunny and Gardevoir both tended to the others, taking them in their mouths as they waited to dig back into their captive’s hot cunt. Yet for all this, Juno found herself unable to reach her own climax—she didn’t know how, but somehow Gardevoir’s psychic power kept her from reaching that edge over and over despite how normally she would have cum multiple times. It was getting torturous!

‘Mmmm, I love it so much!’ Juno cried out in her head, her lips now wrapped around Machamp’s bitchbreaker of a dick. ‘Please, I wanna cum so badly… I’m sorry for stealing, just please let me cum…!’

‘You don’t get to cum,’ Gardevoir said, oddly comforting in her cadence. ‘Not until we all get that chance… multiple times!’

As Juno heard the psychic’s words, she felt a sudden heat flood her pussy, filling it out as Lucario poured his cum inside. She relished the sensation, her pussy logjammed by the knot, only to feel the fighting-type Pokemon pull out and slide effortlessly into her asshole, sending Juno further into bliss. Cum was gushing out of her freshly-fucked pussylips, just enough to keep her feeling full before Joma slid back in.

‘Go ahead,’ Juno thought. ‘Fill me up all you want… I can’t get pregnant, so it’s okay…!’

‘Is that so?’ Garde asked. Suddenly the memories of her youth flashed before her eyes: her newly caught Ekans taking her virginity with his hemipenes, filling her with toxic semen that destroyed her ability to conceive. She never regretted the decision, but Juno’s fantasies of getting impregnated didn’t cease, especially with Davey…

‘That might change,’ she heard Gardevoir murmur, even as she saw her sucking Lucario’s cum-covered cock. Beside her, Machamp had Lopunny in a full-nelson, slamfucking her and making her cum her own brains out. Juno barely registered Garde’s remark when she felt Joma turn her by the chin towards his own steely gaze. He looked so sexy as he plowed her cunt with a harshess that Juno had never undergone before, and she was loving it!

‘Fuuuuuuuck, I wanna cum!’ she was now wailing in her mind, Joma now forcing his own kiss on her. ‘He’s fucking me so good! I wanna cum all over his cock!’

Joma kept up the fierce kiss, as within her pussy, Juno’s womb began to descend and wrap her cervix around his rugged cock until it breached even deeper. Joma’s eyes widened as he felt Juno’s womb become a second pussy for him, and that sent him over the edge. He broke the kiss and let out a groan, then Juno felt an even bigger rush of heat flow into her waiting uterus, like a neverending faucet of cum. Still she felt so close to orgasm, but couldn’t against Garde’s mental barrier.

‘Please!’ she cried out in her mind. ‘I’m sorry! I’ll let you all fuck me forever and ever, just please let me cum!’

Through the lusty fog, she felt Joma pull out again, only for her lower half to be raised by both Gardevoir and Lopunny, her puffy cunt on full display as her legs hung down. All three of the men positioned themselves in an odd way that she couldn’t quite make sense of through her fuck-addled brain.

Then Juno felt something she hadn’t for years, but even moreso. All three—Lucario, Machamp, and Joma—fucked their way into her at the same time, her pussy stretching open to take them all without pain.

Juno almost blacked out from the sheer ecstacy. Her cunt rained juices down her body as the three men pounded themselves into her. Even her tight cervix widened to take all three cocks deep into her eager womb. She didn’t know how it was possible; it must have been Gardevoir’s doing.

‘That’s right,’ her soothing voice echoed. ‘Tell me how it feels, you little slut…’

“OHHH ARCEUS,” Juno moaned, both inside and out. “I can feel all of you… Give me more… More CAWK~! I wanna get FUCKED and FUCKED AND FUCKED AND FUCKED—”

‘I can see into your soul,’ Gardevoir continued, holding her by the leg and licking the juces from her thigh. ‘And now we all can… You’re a bad girl, aren’t you? A thief… A bully… A horny little bitch…!’

The triple-fuck pounded Juno’s mind to dust. Her past as a Team Rocket grunt, all the terrible things she’d done in the name of making her own way in life, her struggles to survive with her beloved brother in the wake of Team Rocket’s downfall… it all melted away as she felt the three boys pour their own frustrations into her, her orgasm now closer than ever.

“YES!” Juno screamed hoarsely. “I’m fucking terrible! I’m pathetic! I DESERVE ALL OF THIS PUNISHMENT AND MORE~!”

The world was closing in through a sea of pink, yet Juno saw Gardevoir’s deep red eyes look into hers. ‘You also deserve something more… You deserve to be loved.’

The dam finally broke.

Juno let out what could only be described as a whorish cry as she orgasmed harder than she had ever experienced. Her impossibly stretched cunt convulsed and squeezed around the three cocks splitting her open. As one, Joma and his Pokemon followed Juno’s climax, cumming directly into her womb with enough to fill her to the brim, then beyond it as thick, gooey cum bubbled out around Juno’s pussylips and POURED down her body like an obscene waterfall, coating her ass, her belly, her tits, and her pretty face.

The pink turned black in her mind, her thoughts turned to ashes, and Juno sank into blissful unconsciousness.

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When she finally came to, Juno blearily opened her eyes and found herself able to move again. She was still in the Aura Cleanser’s backrooms, but on a couch in the hall, a blanket wrapped around her. She wondered if it had been a dream for a moment.

Gardevoir manifested out of thin air, sitting down next to Juno. Her kind smile was apparent as she handed something to the human: A collar with a strange symbol on it. She looked at the collar, then at Gardevoir.

‘If you want,’ the Pokemon said through her mind, ‘we have a place for you here.’