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He was so damn cute. Vin didn't think he was ever going to stop thinking he was cute, but for now, he refrained from saying it out loud. He hadn't seemed to like it the last time he did, so Vin thought he would save it for when he wanted to tease the little man.

That delicate hand slipping into his boxers had him wanting to buck his hips for the little blond, and he has to swallow back a groan. His lust for Sabastian was so strong, unlike anyone he had ever been with before, and even just those light little touches felt damn good that if he wasn't careful he knew he would come for him right there on the spot.

"Should I really be doing this with my hand? What if I squeeze you too hard?"

He swallowed, trying not to pant with need as his hand stopped stroking him, and he gave him a little smile before answering.

"You're not going to hurt me. But a deal is a deal, if you want to do that right now."

He looked up at the shore, opposite from where they had kicked off from. There was a sandy bank to climb up out of, and not far from it, some coverage in the trees.

Vin wanted him badly, wanted to feel those soft lips wrapped around his cock and watch the way his wet blond hair bobbed up and down on his length, but he didn't want to rush him. He knew he was eager and willing, but he still wanted to go at Sabastians speed. At least, until they had done a bit more and he was ready for Vin to use him how he really craved.
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"That’s right... only my name."

A tickle of a shiver ran up her spine when he said that, and she gripped his hip a little harder, moaning a little loudly once more. She was quickly racing towards her own orgasm, and it was getting harder and harder to be quiet.

She knew when he had cum, not only feeling a sudden warmth filling her, and then, spilling down her thighs, but hearing that satisfying groan as he voiced his pleasure with her. Suddenly she felt herself reaching that peak, and in a last effort not to scream from the pure, blissful, intense pleasure of it, she tried to talk through it instead.

"Oh god, only you Damien, only yours!"

Her eyes squint shut even harder and her pussy begins to clamp down on his cock hard, almost forcing him out even as he continues to try and pump his hot sperm deep inside of her. Her hand lets go of his hip so that she can reach out and hold onto the tree, whining and whimpering as her orgasm rocked through her and made her whole body shake and quiver.
 
Sabastian thought for a moment and then looked up at him coyly. "Well... if you're sure it's okay, then I'll try it with my hand. If at all possible, I... want to save my reward for later today."

If he took Vin into the woods and bobbed on that cock until he gave him a sticky treat, then that would have Vin cumming only once. If he used his hand and reserved the blowjob for later, then he could make Vin cum twice. Vin seemed to always be putting Sabastian first, taking care of him when he squirmed with need without letting himself let loose as much. He wanted to make Vin feel good as often as he was allowed to touch him, and this was a good opportunity to take advantage of.

He leaned forward and kissed Vin's chest affectionately, his hand starting to work his cock once more in slow, sensual strokes. "I want to make you feel good later too," he said softly, giving Vin a reason as to why he was delaying. He didn't want Vin to think he was scared of taking the man into his mouth.

To be fair, he was a bit nervous about it, but that was only because he wanted the experience to be pleasurable and sexy. It was going to be a bit hit-and-miss since he hadn't sucked a guy off before (especially one that big), but maybe his erotic novel reading would help him out a bit. At the very least, he knew to keep suction and go as deep as possible.

His thumb swirled around the head of Vin's cock a few times, wondering if he might like that before he went back to massaging the man's length. To his surprise, he didn't have a problem being gentle with him, as though his body knew he was handling something precious.

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He shuddered at her words, a small spurt of cum shooting out from how utterly sexy it was to hear her cry that while cumming so hard. Damien continued to thrust even through her orgasm, wanting her to be shoved off the ledge of orgasm rather than softly nudged. When at last her pussy's vice-like grip on him waned, he pulled out of her, simply leaning against her back as he rubbed his cock against her dripping petals.

Damien panted hard, letting go of her hair and wrapping his arms around her torso, hugging her snugly as she leaned against the tree. Her skin was so soft and warm, and he could feel how her own chest was rising and falling fast from their activities. Not only did he feel satisfied, but he felt so close to her, comforted by the connection they shared.

"You're like a dream, don't ever let me wake up." He chuckled softly, kissing her back. "Should we check on the lion and the mouse? Or do you want to get some water from the car and... replenish your liquids? I'm afraid most of them are spilling down your legs."
 
Sometime later, a pair of boots could be heard making their way to Sayoris cell. A moment later, none other than Robo Cop stepped up to her door. He paid her little mind as he reached out to the lock and punched in her code. Once it was open, he strode up to her, his expression back to that blank glare once more.

"Get up."
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That coy little look caused his cock to twitch under his soft touch, his warm precum leaking out into the current. He would have thought the water would have been a distraction, but he found he barely even noticed it. Vin knew he should probably be saying something in answer to what Sabastian had said, but he was so swept up in the feeling of being touched, his warm hand feeling amazing against the contrast of the cool water, that he couldn't come up with anything. But why the need for words anyway? Not every moment had to be filled with useless chatter.

When Sabastian leaned forward and kissed his chest, he let out a little contented sigh, using the hand on his back to pull him a bit closer as he closed his eyes. And when he felt those delicate fingers start stroking his length once more, his thumb swirling the head of his cock momentarily, he let out a low groan. He let his eyes open just long enough to find the crook of Sabastians neck so that he could lean down and taste him, sucking on his skin gently.
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Indeed he did shove her off the ledge, and despite her best efforts, she let out one final little loud moan. It was only after she felt the final shudder running through her muscles and his thick member pull out, then rub satisfyingly against her clit, that she at all worried whether the other two had heard them. It was a slight concern, though, as his warm embrace holding her so tightly and lovingly was way more distracting.

She waited until she had caught her breath before answering, letting out a small chuckle before finally letting go of the tree to stand up straighter and pull her bra down to it's rightful position on her chest.

"Mm. Water. Water sounds good."

She chuckled again, reaching down to pick her shorts up and give them a little shake before shimmying them up her legs. Once they reached her thighs, she took a moment to use the still wet fabric to wipe herself off a bit before pulling them back up around her hips. She would just jump back in the water as soon as they came back, and, hopefully before Sabastian came back to shore. Honestly, if they wanted to stay for long, she would have been happy to spend all day out in the water.

When she turned around, she leaned back against the tree but reached out to grab the bottom of Damiens shirt, and with it, gently tug him to her. Once he was there, she stood up on her toes so that she could give him a lingering kiss. She wanted to convey to him just how good he had made her feel, but she didn't think words would have been enough in that moment.
 
Sayori looked extremely worried as she heard someone approach, but became terrified as she saw Robo-Cop at her cell door, keying in the code. Had they waited until Quint was gone to come fetch her? Was it time for another message to be sent to Damien? It seemed rather soon for that, but what else could it be?

She felt her stomach drop, a wave of nausea hitting her as he got closer to where she sat on her bed. Her body scooted away from him as though she would burn if he touched her. It was obvious by now that he was truly just as psychotic as Kuznet, perhaps even more so. It didn't help that he seemed like a total sadist, delighting in his "guests'" cries of anguish or screams of pain.

"Get up."

There wasn't going to be any choice, of this she knew. He would probably be very pleased if she resisted, giving him an excuse to give her a punishment. She stood up with wobbly legs and hugged her arms, cowering slightly next to the tall man. Her ankle felt much better than it used to, only giving her a bit of trouble now. Her dark brown eyes looked up at him fearfully and she wanted to ask where they were going and why, but the words seemed stuck in her throat.

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"Mm..." Sabastian moaned softly when Vin's mouth found his neck. This session wasn't about himself, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy Vin's touch. He loved when Vin would put his mouth on any part of his body: his ears, neck, lips, chest... and other parts. Honestly, if Vin simply wanted to kiss and lick every inch of him, he thought that he might just turn into putty in his hands.

Maybe Vin felt the same way? It was hard to tell what Vin's turn-ons were, though. It seemed like Vin found Sabastian very sexy, but it was too early to really know what Vin's pressure points were as far as sex was, especially with Sabastian being much less experienced. He supposed the only way to really find out was to experiment a bit, but he felt a bit hesitant about it. The little blonde was worried that if he tried new things with him, he might make a fool of himself like he had just earlier.

Still... his desire to please Vin was strong, so he decided to maybe try something tame to put his toe in the water so to speak. Maybe Vin would like dirty talk? No, that seemed really embarrassing.

He could feel the warmth of the liquid leaking out of the man's cock, pleased that Vin was enjoying his handjob. Sabastian smiled to himself, continuing to stroke that thick rod. Two more of his appendages came out to stabilize him in the water as he snuggled up to Vin's chest. His other hand moved down Vin's chest to his cock, his fingers wrapping around it so that both of his hands were now being used.

"You fit so well in my hands..." Sabastian whispered, the thumb of one of his hands rubbing his slit softly for a moment.

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"I'm a bit thirsty myself," he grinned, moving his cock back into his boxer shorts and zipping up his pants as he watched her make herself decently covered once more as well. The way she wiggled those shorts up her legs drew his appreciative gaze. How she managed to be so adorable and sexy at the same time eluded him, but he felt warmth in his heart when he saw her do random little things like that.

Damien's eyes went up to meet hers as she leaned back against the tree, and he soon felt her insistent hand upon his shirt, inviting him to come closer so she could give him a little reminder of her own feelings. He kissed her back, his hands going to her waist as he pushed her against the tree and deepened the kiss, simply content to stay like this with her as they tasted one another.

When he pulled back, he licked his lips and looked at her with a pleased little smile.

"Hold on."

With that, he lifted her up and slung her over his shoulder, carrying her to the car. He thought it was only fitting that while had been reminded of their first meeting by his fingers in her shorts, she should get a little reminder in the form of a little shoulder-ride for a little ways.
 
Unfortunately for the little lamb, Sayori was quickly becoming one of Robo Cops favorite little play things. He had only ever been allowed to touch little Quinton and Cora on rare occasions, and even then, only with explicit instructions. However, with Sayori, he had all but been given free reign to do with as he please, so long as it ultimately fell under the guidelines of what Kuznet needed to test and so long as she could still host eggs for them.

He approached her slowly, as if she were a scared little mouse that might bolt if he moved too quickly. When at last he reached her, he slowly lowered his face down to her own, and then even more slowly to her neck. His hot breath could be felt on her skin as he seemed to slowly inhale her scent. Just before he decided to stand back up and grip her arm with that bruising strength, he let his tongue come out and make a slow trail from the bottom of her neck, and then up her ear, lingering there for a few seconds longer.

Once he had her, he began to pull her along roughly pass the other cells, out the door, and then down a long hall. When they finally do stop, he uses a key card to swipe and unlock the door, and then he shoves her in once again. He flips the lights just a moment after, and once they are on, Sayori would once again find her in that horrible room where she had been hung up and whipped.
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"You fit so well in my hands...."

He groaned again, not being able to hold himself back this time as his hips pistoned forward involuntarily. Those sweet words combined with his already somewhat shy touch only amplified what the little blond was doing for him.

He let his mouth travel up the curvature of his skin until he found his soft lobe, then he took it between his teeth and nipped it before sucking on it gently. When he let him go, he breathed into his ear and whispered softly,

"Your hands aren't the only place I'll fit..."

The hand on his back traveled down and gave his smooth bottom a satisfying squeeze before kneading it gently, and then he nipped Sabastians neck once more, just below his ear.
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The air around them was stiflingly hot, but as she watched him lick his lips, she couldn't help but shiver a little. It wasn't just that he was so good at sex, although that though definitely got her a little hot and bothered again, but it was just that every time he looked at her like that, she felt so needed. Like even just something as simple as her kiss was enough to make him lick his lips just to taste her for a moment longer.

She was still trying to catch her breathe, and admittedly, she was a bit tired from swimming, but yet she still found herself squirming a little as he told her to "hold on". His stamina was so good that she thought he was planning something to lead into a round two, and despite being a little tired, she definitely wasn't going to say no. Infact, she didn't know if she could ever say no to him.

"D-Damien!" she screams as he suddenly takes her by surprise and flings her over his shoulders. She had always hated being picked up, and yet, she still found herself laughing even as her hands flew to his belt to try and keep herself stable.

"Put me down!" she complains, though much more quietly this time.

"You are so only doing this because of what you said earlier, aren't you? Well you messed up mister! You didn't 'gag me properly'."

He couldn't see her face, of course, but she was totally grinning from ear to ear even as she tries to sound angry and intimidating. Suddenly she gives up on trying to hang onto his belt, and instead, she just wraps her arms around his stomach and hugs him. Then, feeling rather playful herself, she bends her body over as best she can and playfully, but very gently because she knew it still likely needed a bit longer to heal, she bites down and nibbles on the wound that she had previously given him. A little growl works it's way up through her throat, and while she had intended to sound like a rottweiler, it comes out more like an angry chihuahua.
 
Though she knew her abduction out of the cell was inevitable, she still backed away from him when he started to slowly approach. It felt like he was a cat, slowly moving forward with measured and precise movements. She was most certain that he intended to pounce, so when he simply leaned in close, she was a bit confused and unnerved, more so when he moved near her exposed neck. Was he... smelling her? Somehow that was even more disturbing.

When she felt his wet tongue make contact with her neck, she froze, paralyzed with fear. In all the time he had been here, he had never seemed interested in anything sex-related, merely content to watch with that unreadable expression. He seemed to have more of a torture boner than anything else. For that reason, she wondered (hoped even) that he was merely fucking with her. Trying to get her even more frazzled than she already was.

Sayori wanted to tell him to go away, to leave her alone, but all that came out was a pathetic little whimper of fear. She felt like a little mouse, wide-eyed with her heart beating so fast that it seemed as though it was trying to break out of her ribcage to flee the terrifying man. There was no fleeing him for Sayori though, his tight grip on her arm forcing her to accompany him to wherever he deigned to take her.

She didn't fall when he shoved her in the room, so she turned to face him and backed up, not wanting to turn her back to him for a second. When the big reveal was made, her eyes widened and she started shaking, her eyes going to the shackles that had held her as he mercilessly sliced up her back. "Please... Don't hurt me,” was all she said, her voice shaking as her eyes returned to him.

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The sudden jerk of Vin's hips made him simultaneously surprised and pleased- Vin was definitely enjoying it, which meant that he was doing a good job. Spurred on by his success, he started to rub and massage more enthusiastically, feeling his own cock start to get hard from the way the man groaned from his touch and played with his sensitive ear.

"Your hands aren't the only place I'll fit..."

Sabastian's eyes widened and he blushed, starting to pant slightly from his own arousal and the movements of his hands. That squeeze to his ass feeling so sexy as his body pressed against Vin's.

"You know, I'm not sure you will fit. You're... very big and even one finger made me feel really full. I feel like if you put in the whole thing I'll either break, or lose my mind." He gulped, his cock feeling so hard in his pants now just imagining Vin splaying his legs and pushing slowly into him, or forcing him onto his hands and knees to be fucked behind like an obedient little slut.

"I do want it though... I want to feel what it's like to be wrapped around you." He said, his voice saturated in longing for the man.

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"Nope," he cheerfully answered when she told him to put her down. He continued on as she protested, grinning from what she had to say. Although, when she made the comment about not being properly gagged, he raised his eyebrow, wondering if she was going to give him a little bite.

His suspicions were confirmed as he felt her give him a little nibble. While the injury wasn't fully healed, it didn't hurt when she did it. Rather, it actually felt kind of nice with her teeth massaging it a bit. The little chihuahua growl got to him though and he started laughing, stopping for a moment to hold her steady as he felt like his laughing would weaken his arms enough to drop her if he wasn't careful.

"Oh no. Save me Vin, Sabastian, anyone! She's going to nibble me to death!" He mimicked her little growl and added a little high-pitched "buff! buff!" to it. It was so funny to him that he actually sank to his knees, his eyes watering as his shoulders shook from his mirth.
 
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"Don't hurt you? Or don't kill you? They are two very different things, little Sayori."

He came to her slowly, his hands held behind his back as each footstep brought him closer and closer to her little quaking body. And, once again, he moved slowly as his face came within inches of hers.

"You know we have other prisoners, yes? We have others who can fill your role. Other surrogates. Do you value your life, Sayori? No need to answer that; I know you do."

He grinned then. Not the full out toothy grin that he had showed earlier when he showed her the lock of hair, but just a small grin that barely even pulled his lips up. Then the grin slowly fell off his face and he reached one hand over to tenderly caress her cheek as he leaned in even closer, his lips barely an inch from her own.

"I'm sure I could find some reason to keep you alive, though."

His hot breathe fell upon her lips. It smelled of cinnamon and cloves, and not at all like one might expect to come out of such a foul mouth.

"But I want something from you first."

Dark eyes moved from her luscious lips, up past her pale cheeks, and then held her eyes, demanding that she ask.
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His cock twitched and jumped in Sabastians hands as if it had a mind of it's own, and if Vin wasn't in the water and needing to keep himself afloat, he would have given into that sultry sensation and let himself work his hips for the little mans touch. He wanted more, and while he could feel himself getting ever closer to that edge, he felt like cumming right now would just be like really good foreplay. Satisfying in the moment, but leaving him so hungry for what came next.

"I do want it though... I want to feel what it's like to be wrapped around you."

A little growl left his own throat, and he let the hand that had been on his back come back up to his hair. Weaving his fingers through his wet locks, he gently but firmly gripped Sabastians hair and tugged his head back just slightly. He then let his lips travel down until he reached the little mans adams apple. Letting his tongue come out first, he licked it from bottom to top, and then continued upwards a bit further before coming back down and sucking it into his mouth gently. Vin tasted and teased, using the thicker part of his tongue, and letting his lips part out a bit further to get as much as the little blonds neck into his wet mouth as he could. When he had his fill, he simply ran his tongue back up to his ear before finally releasing his hair in favor of holding him by the back of his neck as his hips jerked once again.

"I won't let you break, but if you want to lose your mind with me, then that's just fine..."

Vin could feel it now, his own release. His cock was twitching more insistently and he could feel his balls tightening as they prepared to aid him as he fell over the edge, spurred on by devilish little lover before him.
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Cora couldn't keep it up. While she had tried to continue to bite and growl through his laughter, loving that he was laughing at all, when he went on to call for help and then added that little bark of his own, she became undone. She lifts her face to start laughing herself, only stopping for a brief second when he suddenly sank down on his knees, making her let out a little squeak of surprise. Once he was on the ground though, and once she had a second to try and breathe, she rolls off of him and holds her stomach for a moment as she laughs even harder.

Suddenly she gets up on her feet, still holding her side a bit, and then she turns to him and meets his steely gaze. Trying very hard, she manages to stifle her giggles and let her brows knit up a bit in an obviously fake glare, and then she sticks her tongue out at him and makes a 'pfft!' sound. Very quickly, she turns on her heels and starts running for the car, her laughter picking up once again. She was almost to the car, her giggles becoming a little squeakier as she assumed that Damien was chasing her, and then she looked up.

Her feet slow down to a crawling pace and her hands fall to her sides. No longer was she laughing. No longer was she giggling. For a few long seconds, she merely stood there, staring out at something on the other side of the road and through the trees. And then she took off-her feet carrying her across the street and to the other side of the road in a flash of speed.
 
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Once again as he advanced, Sayori couldn't stop her own feet from taking her backward, trying to put some distance between them. Her back soon bumped against the wall though, and she could retreat no more, helpless to prevent him from getting so very close to her.

The small woman flinched as his hand reached out, especially with way he grinned at her. His hand softly holding her cheek made her face pale. It felt so wrong, dangerous, and downright disgusting.

His face was so close, and she hated it. She wanted to escape and leave this place burning to the ground with him inside, but all she could do was tremble as his lips hovered near her own. Though his words were vile, his breath was almost pleasant. Or it would be if it wasn't hot against her lips.

All the things he was saying... She knew he was leading the conversation toward something sinister. There was no way he had anything but terrible things on his mind. Obviously, he was alluding to her being expendable and that if not for him, Kuznet might decide that her lifeless, mangled body would be a nice message for Damien. It came at some kind of price though, based on his words.

She didn't want to ask, didn't want to know what a sick man like him could want from her. Would he ask for a finger or two? Her tongue? Her eyes? There was just no guessing what it could be, and as the silence grew heavy, she realized that he expected her to ask and open the invitation for him to make his demands.

"What... what do you want?"

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Vin's cock was really throbbing now in his hands, signaling that the man was somewhat near reaching his climax. He found himself excited for that moment- the moment when he would finally be able to make Vin cum for him. So far Vin had dominated their encounters, but this time everything was in his own soft, delicate little hands, quite literally.

He felt that hand snake up his neck and into his hair, thinking that maybe Vin intended to pull him into another passionate kiss. Instead, he found his head being slightly yanked back as the man before him descended upon him with fiery lust. Though yet again he was surprised to find the lips not arriving to his mouth- the lips going for the front of his neck this time. The little man moaned helplessly as he felt that big, warm tongue slip up and down his adam's apple, the mouth soon enveloping it as though he wanted to eat it up. He wouldn't have expected such a thing to be so hot, but he found his cock dribbling precum in his pants as Vin continued to feast.

For a moment he even forgot to keep stroking before jolting out of it and continuing his quick and sensual strokes. Was Vin perhaps a sex god in disguise? It didn't seem so far-fetched at this point. "Vin..." he breathed, closing his eyes and letting the pleasure of the man's tongue on his ear wash over him.

"There's no one I'd rather lose my mind with than you," he murmured, starting to work his hands as quickly as he could in preparation for Vin's orgasm.

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He saw her roll off and get up, but he was laughing so hard he couldn't do much about it. That cute little glare of hers helped a little, but he was just starting to wind down as she started off. Damien stood up and had to wipe his eyes and take a deep breath before running after her. Their little games could be exhilarating sometimes, and he felt light hand happy as he chased her toward the car.

The man just started to catch up with her when she slowed down and looked as though she saw something. He paused and tried to make out what it was, but he wasn't sure what he was looking for. However, he was surprised when she bolted, the man starting to get a bad feeling from the way Cora's body language was no longer as carefree.

"Cora! Where are you going?" he called after her, starting to sprint in the direction she went. She was fast, so he had no hopes of outrunning her, but he was fast enough to at least have been able to be on her tail.

"Cora!"
 
He let the silence hang between them after she asks the question, and then...

"I want that pretty little ass of yours, Sayori. Give it to me...ask me to take it... and I'll keep you alive."

His dark eyes stare into her own intensely, hungrily, as he waited for her to comply. If she wouldn't? Well, he had other ways of getting what he wanted.
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Every little reaction to his touch lit a fire in his veins. He wanted so badly to take him up on shore and have his way with those sweet lips, and he was just barely hanging on.

"Vin..."

A shiver ran through his body, the sound of his own name on Sabastians lips edging him so close. He knew he couldn't hold on much longer, and as Sabastian begins to work his magic on his thick member with even more eagerness, Vin finally moves his lips up to claim that little mouth, seeking entrance and dominating his tongue just a second before he lets loose with a groan of pleasure and spills his seed into the water between them.
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She heard him calling her name but the blood pulsing behind her ears made it sound muffled and distant as she ran through those woods looking for a ghost. It had been so many years, and back at the base she had questioned if she would even be able to recognize them. After all, after her parents died, he hadn't needed them around to keep them in line anymore, being able to do with herself and Quint as he pleased. But she knew that face. How could she forget their faces?

Her calf caught on a branch sticking out from some fallen log, slicing her skin and making her bleed, but she didn't even notice. Every tree she ran past, she looked. Every huge rock that had been left there from whenever they built the highway, she ran around and checked. Every, single, place, where someone could have possibly been hiding, she let her wide eyes search, until finally, she couldn't run any longer. She stops, putting her hands on her thighs and gasping in huge lungfuls of air, then letting her eyes go up towards the top of the trees.

If he wasn't on the ground, then he had to be up. He had to. She wasn't crazy. Was she?

Still breathing hard, she turned first to the right, then to the left, and then finally fully around. All the while her eyes searched the trees. But there was nothing, and there was absolutely no sign that there had ever been anything to begin with.

Finally, her breathing slows, and with it, she starts to think. She can't meet Damiens gaze, instead looking towards the ground as her arms slowly cross in front of her chest and she knits her brow, her face taking on a look of confusion and anger.
 
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Sayori sucked in a breath and seemed to lose her voice momentarily, a look of pure shock on her face. He wanted to fuck her in the ass? In a way it was almost fitting considering that it would probably hurt immensely, especially since he didn't seem the type to lube up before taking someone's ass.

Her dark brown eyes searched his face, trying to find some indication that he was joking, or that he wasn't being serious. It was painfully obvious that he meant every word though. Did he really have enough pull with Kuznet to keep her alive? There was no denying that she was in danger, and she had expected to be killed off fairly quickly. But could he really save her from that fate by greedily using her to slake his own lust?

There was no way to tell if he was telling the truth, but she got the feeling that this was him asking nicely. The way his eyes hungrily looked at her were more than enough to tell her that he wouldn't be dissuaded if she said no. She was under no illusions: she didn't have a choice here.

Her eyes fogged up at the realization and she looked away from him, "I... guess I don't really have a choice, do I?" The woman's lip wobbled and then she said in a trembling voice, "alright, then. What do you want me to do first?"

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Sabastian accepted his hungry lips, loving the way he tongued his mouth as though he wouldn't accept no for an answer. He didn't think he would ever be able to say no to him, wanting Vin to take his body however he wanted, even if he wanted to pin Sabastian down or tie him up. The thought of those things made him shiver.

When the man finally groaned into his mouth, he felt the man's cock pulse before realizing that he had just released a hot jet of cum from Sabastian's attentions. He felt so proud that he had been able to get Vin off, he eagerly kissed the man back as though trying to relay his excitement. His own cock was still as hard as a rock, but he could take care of that later when he got a taste of cinnamon cream in the evening.

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"CORA! Stop! Where are you going, it's not safe!" He yelled after her in concern. Damien tried to keep up with her, but he was always a little ways behind, finding her movements unpredictable. Eventually she slowed down and simply stood there, looking a bit confused and disoriented.

He panted as he also came to a stop near her, his eyes going to her leg where the blood dripped down from the cut. His eyes widened and then he looked at her, his own eyebrows knitting in concern for her. What the hell was going on?

"Why did you run? What did you see? Cora, you're bleeding." He reached up and ripped off the sleeve of his shirt. It was a short sleeve, but it was still more than enough to bandage her leg. For now, he simply knelt down next to her and wrapped it gently around before tying it. He didn't know much about field medicine, but it seemed like the right thing to do.
 
He let his fingers touch her shoulder in an almost delicate caress, then softly glide down her arm. Once he reaches her elbow, his eyes left hers to watch his own hand as he brought it to her chest and used the back of his fingers to softly sweep them under her breasts.

"Take your clothes off, then turn around and put your hands up on the wall."

His dark eyes went up to hers once more before he stepped back to give her just the smallest amount of space to do as he demanded.
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He continued to kiss him, his own lips and tongue becoming more hungry as Sabastian kissed him back with such fervor. Vin didn't let up on the intensity of their hot passion until he felt that last bit of cum shoot out between their bodies, and even then, he could barely pull away. Still, they had to breathe, and at last he releases the little blond and looks down onto his sweet face as he pants and tries to catch his breath.

"I swear one of these times you are going to make me lose my self control" he says with a little grin, bringing his hand around front so that his thumb can softly rub his now somewhat bruised and puffy pink lips.
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She couldn't answer him, all she could do was look down at the ground and hug herself, her hands clinging to her sides with desperation.

There was no one out here. There had never been anyone out here. Just like there had been no one at the base, either. It was all in her head. And she thought she understood why, now.

"I'm sorry."

Oh but it was ironic, wasn't it? That she should be uttering those words once again after a chase through the woods. Except this time she really did owe him an apology, because, once again, she was blowing it. Once again, she was setting herself up for self destruction by letting that fucker get into her head. Even in death she couldn't escape him.

"It's...it' fine Damien, it's just a scratch. It's not like I've never gotten scratched before..."

Great, and now she was crying. Definitely blew it. They were having so much fun and she just couldn't let that keep going, could she?
 
Every time he touched her with such tenderness, it disturbed her. It was like waiting for the other shoe to drop. The soft caress followed by a slap to the face, or a soft fondle followed by a vicious pinch. And yet, he seemed not to be as interested in violence at the moment; that in of itself made her extremely on edge, thinking that he surely had something awful and gut-wrenching up his sleeve.

She nodded and reached down to the edge of the pillowcase, her hands trembling as she summoned up the will to lift it. He had obviously seen her naked before, but this was different. At that time, his cold eyes had diligently surveyed the others to make sure Kuznet's rules were followed. This time, he would be beholding every tasty detail of his meal.

Sayori lifted the pillowcase up and over her head, dropping it to the side and then reaching down to undo the skirt. It really only required a slight tug and it came down, the girl letting it fall to the floor before sweeping it to the side with her feet. She was now completely exposed, her body on display to him from her soft little b-cup breasts to the numerous bruises and lacerations on her body, courtesy of himself.

The woman quickly turned away from him, not wanting to linger longer than was necessary. She just wanted this over with, and she hoped that he would take things quickly as well. A few dozen pumps and he would probably be done. The thought of his hands or mouth on her skin made her feel a sense of disgust she didn't think was possible. Her hands went to the wall and she stood there, waiting for the intrusion into her ass to begin.

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He almost didn't want to let Vin pull away, his mouth hungry for more attention even if it made him pass out from breathlessness. Sabastian panted too, looking at Vin with an adoring expression. "Hm... Well, maybe one of these days you should lose your self control. Teach me a lesson where words don't suffice."

When Vin's thumb rubbed his lip, he gave him a bit of a cheeky look before opening his mouth and taking the finger inside. He sucked on it, sliding his agile tongue up and down the man's digit as he maintained eye-contact, obviously alluding to what Vin might experience later. He pushed forward slightly so that Vin's thumb pushed against his cheek, giving the slight illusion of a cock in his mouth.

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She looked disoriented, disheartened, and ashamed. He wasn't sure what she thought she saw, or whether she did see something, but he knew that he didn't ever want her to feel ashamed around him.

He stepped forward and cupped her face in his hands, looking at her with a very gentle expression. His grey eyes almost seemingly a bit lighter. "You're not fine, but you don't have to tell me why if you can't right now. I'll stay with you until you really are fine. I don't need answers, I just need you to know that I'm here for you and with you." His voice was soft and accepting.

With that, he gave her forehead a lingering kiss and pulled her close to his chest, wrapping his arms around her tightly. One of his hands gently pulled her face to rest against his chest, then started to pet her hair in a comforting manner. He was silent for a moment and then said, "you don't have to say you're sorry to me; you did nothing wrong. I told you I wanted all of you, every little piece. If this is one of your pieces, then I'll happily accept it. You don't need to hide from me." His breathing was deep and calm, no anger present in his voice.

Calm as his voice was, he was worried about her. While her motives were unclear, he didn't think she was crazy, nor did he think she was foolish. He knew what it was like to feel ashamed of one's actions, even the ones that didn't warrant shame. Damien couldn't stand the idea of her feeling as though she had ruined anything between them.
 
He watched her every movement, and when at last she dropped her clothes, his eyes roamed her body hungrily before she had a chance to pull away. Very slowly, he stepped up to her.

With the same gentle movements from before, he reached around to her front to gently cup her small breasts in his large hands as his lips came down to the back of her neck and he breathed hotly against her skin. He could feel the way she trembled as he touched her and it made his cock grow with excitement. However, he was intent on taking his time. She was his little toy now and he was intent on enjoying her until he had had his fill.

His rough hands massage her breasts for a few moments more, and then slowly, he slides them over to her sides and then makes a slow trail down to her small hips where he grips them and kneads them before pulling her back against his groin with sudden force. He chuckles against her skin at her reaction, and then let's one hand slide forward along the crease of her leg and taught tummy. Once he reached her small mound, he cups it with his whole hand.

"Does that feel good, Sayori? I can make it feel good..."

Using two of his fingers, he slowly parts her soft petals before dipping a third just slightly in. Very gently, he begins to rub up and down her sensitive skin, lightly grazing her clit with his calloused fingers.
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Vin watched him, a bit curious by that look he got, until those pretty little lips sucked his digit into his mouth and then played with it so coyly that he almost wanted to question the little man if he actually was a virgin, or just how much erotica he had read. With a little his, he gently pulls his hand away and then pulls Sabastian into a tight, one armed embrace.

"Alright, that's enough of that" he says with amusement.

"You do that again and I really will drag us up on shore."

Despite Sabastian suggesting to him that he lose his self control, Vin knew it just wasn't the right time for that. Besides, he liked making the little man be patient.
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She tried to fight him when he cupped her face so gently, shutting her eyes tight and refusing to look at him even as he spoke so softly. Tears start to stream down her face, spilling over when she closed her eyes, and her bottom lip begins to wobble.

As he continues to talk, and then when he pulls her gently against his hard chest, she starts to shake. She wanted so badly to just blame herself, like she always had, but every single word that came out of his mouth made her want to cling to him and believe him with the same amount of want.

"...you did nothing wrong...You don't need to hide from me."

Her hands move down from her sides, and almost tentatively she grips his shirt.

"I did though Damien" she whines, her voice cracking between a sob.

"I always do this! Every time something is going right, every time I start to be happy, I fuck it up! I did it back at the base, and I'm doing it again now."

Suddenly she pulls away from him and walks a few feet away, crossing her arms again and bouncing on her feet in a nervous twitch. When she can finally get herself to turn around, she lets her hands drop down in frustration and she sniffs.

"I thought..."

One of her hands goes up to her hip, and with the other she points out into the trees, her soaked eyes staring off into the distance.

"I thought I saw one of his...fucking lackeys. And then back at the base, I couldn't think of any other possible reason that someone would have tried to drug me. But it's not... that."

Her tear stained eyes come back around to meet his, and behind all that fear and pain, there is a streak of anger.

"There was no one out here. I just... do this. Every time I finally start to make a friend, or I start to actually like a guy enough to let them in, it's like my brain just conjures up an excuse, because what if..."

She let her hands drop down again, and she looks down at the forest floor once more.

"Because what if Quint lied to me? I know it's stupid, he wouldn't do that, but what if he had? Then I can't let anyone get close to me because they would get hurt. They would get killed.

"But that's fucking stupid, it's just an excuse to not have to face myself because I forgot how to let anyone get close. And even if...even if, it were true..."

Her hazel eyes finally come back up to meet his then, and a few more tears spill down her face.

"Then he still has a hold over me."
 
She had waited for his cock against her ass, but it hadn't come. The hands on her breasts were understandable, but when she felt those lips on her neck she had to concentrate on keeping her hands on the wall to prevent herself from pushing him off of her. As it was, her body shuddered at the feeling and her shoulders came up as though she was very uncomfortable with it.

Sayori hated that the more he played with her breasts, the harder her nipples got, no matter what her own feelings were on the subject. She breathed a slight sigh of relief when his hands moved on, but it was soon apparent that she wasn't going to like them wherever they went. A little squeak escaped her lips when he pulled her forcefully back against him, her body continuing to tremble in fear. Why was he delaying? She just wanted all of this to be over with.

When his hand cupped her between her legs, she had a hard time not trying to pull his hand away, her hips briefly squirming. It was warm and firm against her, but she didn't want his hand anywhere near there. More so when she felt him spread her petals and start rubbing her with one of his fingers.

Every time his finger would lightly graze her clit, it would send a little zip of pleasure through her despite everything. If he kept going like that, she knew that whether she liked it or not, her body was going to respond by getting her nice and wet. There was no way in hell she was going to cum for those evil fingers of his if she could help it, though.

"No, it doesn't feel good at all," she replied in a strained voice, her nipples starting to get a little harder. "You would probably do better to simply do what you want with my ass and let me go back. We don't need to do the pointless things in-between..." Sayori's voice was hopeful, as though she wished he would simply agree with her, though she had a sinking feeling that he wouldn't.

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Sabastian chuckled, "the look on your face for a moment was worth it, though." He gently tucked Vin's cock back into his boxers, pulling them back up and zipping the man's pants. It was buttoned and then the belt was buckled once more before Sabastian patted it in the end as if to say, "all done!"

Now that he didn't need them to keep his hands free, the tentacles retreated back inside him and he leaned against Vin's chest. "Yeah... we should probably wait until later. It'll be all the more sweet if it's built up a bit. It'll give me something to daydream about in the meantime."

He sighed wistfully with a smile and swam a little away from Vin, floating on his back and closing his eyes, his hands going behind his head in a relaxed position as he slowly drifted on the lake's surface.

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Damien simply watched and listened quietly, his face neutral. When she had said her piece, he shook his head. "No." He stepped closer to her, putting his hands on her shoulders with a very serious expression.

"Cora, you haven't fucked anything up between us. If you mean the moment we were having earlier, then I wouldn't feel too bad about it. After all, I plan on creating infinitely more of those moments over our lifetimes, and I still treasure the memory of laughing with you about your cute little growl." He squeezed her shoulders slightly before continuing.

"I don't care if you see the ghosts of your past, nor does it matter if they're real in regards to you and me. Let's say he's alive somewhere, still keeping tabs on you. It sounds like you're afraid that someday you'll have to push me away to protect me from him. That's not how it's going to work with us, though."

Damien let go of her shoulders and walked a couple steps away before returning, crossing his arms over his chest with the same serious expression, his eyebrows knit.

"Let me make a few things clear: I would rather die than live without you. I would endure any number of cruel punishments in order to have seen that beautiful smiling face of yours and have been able to feel your warmth and light. After all, my life was a cruel punishment before, a series of events with no meaning and only suffering to be had. You've given me such a precious gift that I can't live without anymore. I don't want to go back to that world of grey where nothing matters. I'm saying that I am willing to accept any consequences... because you are the most precious thing in my life. There are some things worth any risk, and for me... that's you."

He stepped closer to her once more and pulled her close again. "Push me away all you like and I'll still be right here. If you need someone by your side to help you chase away the demons, I'll be right here. And if you simply need someone to love you... I'll always be right here, Cora." Damien rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes and simply waiting for a reply.
 
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"Mm, I think you're lying."

Continuing his soft caressing with his fingers, he dips his nose down to her shoulder and lightly grazes it with his teeth, ignoring her earlier comment about speeding things along. It would be so easy to bite that supple skin; leave his mark upon the portrait that was her flesh, but not yet. He wanted her chained and helpless, unable to do anything but scream for him. And he wanted the betrayal to be fresh in her eyes once more.

"It doesn't have to hurt, Sayori. I can be gentle."

The finger that had been lightly grazing her clit slowly began to dip into her moist canal, and with the same gentle strokes, just barely teased in and out of it.

"Look at me" he murmured, lifting his lips from her shoulder as he free hand splayed out against her stomach and he gently caressed it. She had looked so beautiful as she had begged him not to hurt her, and he wanted to look into those eyes once again.

"Ask me."

His finger went just a bit deeper, the pressure on her clit becoming just a little more.

"Beg me."
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He just laughed lightly and the stroked Sabastians back a little bit as he made him decent once more. He had to fight not to pop another boner as that talented little hand patted his pants.

As he swam away from him, Delvin took a moment to just stare at him with an affectionate grin. It was still difficult for him to believe that Sabastian was with him now, and that they were finally free to be more intimate and to just be together.

Together. It was a strange feeling. What would the future be like now? What would life be like? He was sure it would be different, and he wondered if the little man had any long term goals before everything changed. Suddenly he found himself feeling such a strong affection for Sabastian that it was almost overwhelming. He wanted to make him happy. He wanted to help him fulfill those goals, if he was able, and he found that he wanted to be a part of them.

He sighed a little, looking across to the rock on the other bank. It was a little early to be getting caught up in all that. Still, it didn't hurt to just daydream a little, did it?

"Hey Bowie" he said with surprise, seeing the snake rather suddenly. His little orange body seemed to have come out of nowhere.

"Decide to take a swim with us?"
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Cora crossed her arms and held herself again as she listened to him, still sniffling and trying to get herself under control. She knew he was just trying to comfort her, and he didn't like seeing her like this, but he just didn't ge-

"That's not how it's going to work with us, though."

Her eyes widen a little bit, and she looks up at him, not having realized she had looked away again. As he went on, she felt her throat get so tight it hurt and she closes her eyes just to try to hang on. Did she really mean so much to him that he would rather die than lose her? That he would rather be tortured? She almost felt like he didn't really know how bad it could get, and yet, she had seen his mothers cruelty. He had told her what his father did to him. He wasn't blind to pain, of either sort.

She didn't want him hurt. She didn't want him killed. If anything were to ever happen to him, she didn't know if she could keep going either. And yet... There was a certain comfort in what he was saying. There was a strength there, a courage, that she wanted to believe in. Neither of them wanted the other to be hurt, but the risk...the risk was worth it. Otherwise, she was just living in fear. Fear of what could happen, what might happen, but all the while ignoring what was right in front of her and what could give her happiness.

"I'll always be right here, Cora."

Her whole body shook as the soft sobs worked their way up her chest. She moves her face away so that she can step closer and wrap her arms around him tightly, resting her face on his chest as she finally lets go and just gives in. She was a mess, and yet, she didn't care. For the first time in so many years, she didn't feel so afraid. Come what may, Cora truly felt like she could handle it now, knowing he would still be there when it was over.

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For a long few moments she just hangs onto him, feeling his warmth. When she can breathe more evenly, she sniffles and swallows before she gently says,

"Damien... Your dog impression really sucks."

A little, painful laugh works itself up through her and she pulls back a little bit to wipe her eyes.
 
"Mm. I think you're lying."

Sayori's body froze, wondering if he was going to punish her for not telling him the truth. She soon felt his teeth on her skin and she squeezed her eyes shut, her breath catching as she waited for them to sink deeper. Only... they didn't. She didn't dare open her eyes though, fearing that if she did, he would strike and get a taste of her blood.

Having her eyes closed only intensified the feeling of the things he was doing between her legs, and she soon found herself panting slightly, trying very hard not to make any sounds for him. She couldn't hide the way she was starting to become more slick, her thighs slightly hugging his hand as he had his fun. That push of his finger made her gasp though, the small woman trying to pretend it hadn't happened afterwards.

She didn't want to look at him, to see that hateful face hovering over her shoulder, yet she knew he would make her regret it if she did not. The girl turned her head slowly, forcing herself to comply. With great reluctance, those dark brown doe eyes met his, glossy and frightened.

He wanted her to beg, but what did he want her to beg for? For him to finger her until she came? Did he think she would want that. Surely not. She knew what she could earnestly beg for though.

"Please don't," she said, her voice quaking. "I don't want to delay. I... want you to take my ass and cum inside me right now. Please put your..." she swallowed hard, almost as if the words were all but refusing to come out, "your cock inside me, and make my ass yours." Saying those words was humiliating and made her want to curl up in a ball of disgust, but she actually grinded her soft ass against his crotch in the hopes of spurring him into simply taking her. "Please." Her sweet eyes were desperate, though not in a way that a lover's usually were, especially with the tears threatening to spill over.

She reeked of fear, shuddering as his bulge was felt against her bare cheeks. Hopefully his cock would be smaller, making things a bit less painful for her. Sayori was terrified of him, terrified of what he was capable of, and terrified of how awful it was going to feel having him fucking her ass. However, she was even more afraid of cumming for him and what that would mean. They could make her scream in pain, but at least her mind was her own; it was a place she could feel secure and safe. Sayori didn't want him weaseling his way in there, making her feel sweet pleasure from his vile hands and making her question her own morality and decency.

What kind of person would she be if she came for the man who tortured her? Even some of her boyfriends couldn't make her cum worth a damn, but yet it seemed like each movement of Robo-Cop's fingers was expertly executed to have her body wanting more.

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Sabastian lazily floated along, his eyes closed. He heard Vin sigh and peeked one of his eyes open for a moment to see why. The man was looking away with an almost dreamy look in his eyes. He wondered what Vin was thinking about with such a look. Perhaps it was simply his post-orgasm bliss?

He could feel Bowie getting closer, a bit of excitement being felt from the little reptile. This was the most exercise he had been given in days, so he was probably taking full advantage of it. While Cora would always be number one to Bowie, he could feel that the snake was very fond of each of them, his fondness being directed at Vin currently. He smiled, hearing Vin caught by surprise by the orange danger noodle.

"I think he's just tired of being cooped up all the time. He's always being left in the car. At the mansion, at the military base, at the prison... he just needs to stretch his... body? Muscles?" The little blonde let his body sink out of the position on his back so he could swim over. In a show of playfulness, he stuck his tongue out slightly more than he usually would and wiggled it up and down at Bowie. He doubted Vin could tell that his tongue was a little extended, and he'd like to keep it that way.

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He wished there was something he could do to save her from ever having to cry again, but he knew it wasn't in his power. All he could do was shield her from all he could and pick her up when she was knocked over, a smile to comfort and a shirt to soak up her tears.

She probably wouldn't recover from her trauma any time soon, and neither would he. But together maybe they could hold each other's hands as they walked past the dark shadows that loomed over them. With her warm hand in his, he felt like he might just have enough strength to face the world, no matter what came along. He wanted to be that same person for her, someone she could depend on who would hold her at the end of the night without judgements.

If someone had told him a month ago that it was possible to love someone this much, he would have laughed in pity of that person for believing such nonsense. Now, he felt his heart swell for her and knew that her love was like the nectar of the gods to him; now that he had been given a taste, he wouldn't be able to drink anything else. His arms squeezed her as she put her arms around him.

When she pulled back, he leaned over so that his face was directly in front of hers, a playful look on his face. "Mhm. Jealousy is unbecoming of you," he gave her a sly little smile, following it up with a soft little, "buff!" It was reminiscent of a little chihuahua or pomeranian.
 
A wicked smile twists his lips just enough to show a little of those white teeth, and then it slowly leaves as his eyes travel down to her lips. Those beautiful, soft lips. He wanted to paint them red with her blood.

"That's was very good Sayori" he says quietly, his dark eyes coming back up to take in the finer details. He loved that she was on the verge of tears, and while he could spend hours looking into those fearful depths, for the moment, he wanted that particular sense taken away.

His hand gives her clit one last little caress, and then he pulls it away and reaches into his back pocket. He keeps his eyes on her the whole time, not willing to trust her to go for his gun or some other such thing. When he brings his hand back out, he has a pair of metal cuffs and a black strip of cloth. Letting his hands travel up her arms, he captures her wrists and cuffs them. He then lifts her wrists up so that her cuffs are hung on a large metal hook protruding from the wall. She could still keep her feet on the ground, but without his assistance, she wouldn't be able to get herself out without a good amount of struggling or jumping.

With her hands now secure, he brings the black ribbon down and uses it to blindfold her with quick efficiency. He then tugs on it just the slightest amount to make sure it wouldn't fall off as he took her. Once his handy work was done, he takes a step back to admire her naked form, and the small traces of pink flesh where the whip had cut into her flesh. Reaching a hand up, his fingers lightly traced over them, then down to her plump little bottom, touching it for the just the briefest of seconds before he lets go.

For a few seconds, the room was rather quiet save for the sound of Velcro as he pulled something out of his pocket. He left her hanging there for a moment, but the next time that he touched her, he was completely naked below the waist, having silently slipped out of his pants in order to surprise her. His thick cock rested against the crack of her ass as he worked with something behind her, and then...

Something cold and wet dribbled onto her back, just above her round globes, and with his much warmer hand, he began to rub it into her crease. He rubbed it from the top, all the way down and to her pussy and clit, then back up. Once he reached her little rosebud, he very slow pushed a single digit in, spreading the lube even further. Once he felt like it was enough to do the job, he pulled his hand away and used a medical wipe to thoroughly clean himself. He liked to have his fun, but dirtiness he would not tolerate.

"Sayori,"

He stepped up to her then, his cock resting against her ass once again as his hands came back to her chest, cupping her breasts as he began to toy with her nipples and adding just the slightest amount of pressure to leave her guessing as to whether or not he would pinch them.

"You did such a good job begging that I've decided to make it feel good for you, little Sayori..."

He kissed her neck, and then the bottom of her jaw, and then her ear, letting his tongue come out to taste her again. It was true that he was going to make her feel good, but not because she had begged. He wanted her to remember later; remember the way she had shuddered on his cock and how good it had felt. He wanted her to cry herself to sleep tonight remembering how much of a little whore she had become under his gentle caresses.
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Delvin looked over to Sabastian as he spoke, then looked back at Bowie as he swam over and got up on his shoulders, resting from the long distance. He reached his hand up and gently pet him with just a finger.

"You talk like you know what he's feeling. Is that part of that sensing other zombies thing? Or like with Robert?"

He wondered how those two were doing. He was a good man and Vin really hoped that him and his wife hadn't fallen into any trouble again.
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Her still wet eyes met his playful ones and she snirked, not being able to stop herself from smiling at him. However, when he barked at her again, she let out another laugh and backed away from him so that she could lightly smack his chest.

"You're such a dork. Alright" she says, letting out a breathe and letting her shoulders drop a little.

"I'll stop being such a drama queen. I don't...want to waste any more time looking over my shoulder."

Her smile was small and soft, but, she was smiling.
 
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She cowered slightly when he grinned, finding his grin to be unnerving and dangerous. Though she was slightly hopeful that maybe he would grant her that single wish when he complimented the way she begged. Her hope increased when he removed her hand from her, but quickly plummeted when she saw the cuffs and the black ribbon. While she wasn't quite sure what he was going to use the ribbon for, the cuffs were self-explanatory.

Sayori wished she was courageous enough to fight him and try to push him off, but before she knew it, her wrists were imprisoned by the metal rings and she was lifted onto the hook. Looking up, she could tell that she wasn't getting off it without his help, and that it was exactly how he wanted it. The last thing she saw was that sinister face of his before he blinded her, shrouding her in darkness with the black ribbon around her head. She hadn't thought it possible, but she now felt even more vulnerable and exposed; she was a piece of meat on a hook for him.

It was too quiet, and she turned her head in vain, trying to at least hear him better. He was damn quiet though, so she jumped when she felt his fingers on her back. The officer was likely admiring his own handiwork, the bastard. He had done it to her without a shred of mercy, likely delighting in each pained scream of hers.

She could hear the velcro, but remembered that none of his clothes were secured with it. Only his belt and things on it were secured by that material. His gun... Was he taking it out to shoot her? Did he want to fuck her as she bled out before him? Honestly, with how twisted he was, she wouldn't be surprised if he went back on their deal and did such an unspeakable thing. The fear of such a thing made her body tremble a bit harder, the woman waiting for any indication of her fate.

Sayori received it in the form of his thick member nestling up against her ass. She squeaked in fright at the sudden pressure of it, taking a few seconds to realize just what it was. Her heart sank as she realized that he was not small like she had hoped, the girth of him ensuring that her ass would be gaping by the end. Her body shuddered at the liquid he dripped onto her, quickly realizing that he was lubing her up. She was honestly a bit surprised, not having thought him the type to be so courteous. Perhaps he simply preferred the feeling of gliding easily rather than the forced resistance.

When his finger slowly penetrated her and rubbed the lube inside, she let out a little gasp. It felt so disgusting and wrong, her body shuddering at the feeling of it. It was just a single finger, yet it filled her up substantially. And then he was gone... until he came back up to her, his cock hard and eager while his hands went to defile her breasts. She hated the way he played with her, the woman's little rosebuds being played like fiddles to the tune of his lust.

"You did such a good job begging that I've decided to make it feel good for you, little Sayori..."

Though her eyes weren't visible, it was easy to tell by the wobble of her bottom lip that she wasn't happy with his "reward." She whimpered with fear and stress, the feeling of his lips upon her skin making her shiver. There was that tongue again too. She couldn't see him, and as a result, every touch felt ten times more potent, his slick tongue doing things to her that she would never admit to.

"You can try, but I doubt it will work with you in my ass... It would be wasted effort..." She didn't continue that sentence, but she knew it would hurt, especially since she had never taken a cock in her ass before, especially not one as girthy as his.

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Sabastian nodded, "more like the Robert thing- well, actually they're almost the same. I can sense zombies, but they're empty shells so it's not like I can really link with them or anything. Bowie is different. He's not like Robert per se, but I can still pick up emotions from him. He was excited to be heading toward us, for example."

He smiled, swimming closer to Vin and reaching out to pet Bowie as well. "Likewise, I think he can pick up emotions from myself as well, so he knows when I experience sadness, joy, surprise... He actually comforted me a great deal when I thought you were killed." The man looked appreciatively at the snake.

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Damien grinned broadly, happy that he had been able to make her laugh. When she playfully smacked his chest, he reached out and captured her hand before she could bring it back. He brought it up to his lips as though he was kissing a princess's hand and said, "you shall be my drama queen, and I shall be your drama king."

He pulled her close to his side and then gestured out at the forest in a wide, dramatic sweep of his hand. "Together, our rule will unite the kingdoms, staving off the forces of grumpy blondes and big bear men. And of course, you may hold my royal scepter any time you would like." Damien took her hand again and twirled her around before chuckling with a bit of a smug smile, clearly pleased with his pun.
 
A hot breathe would tickle her ear as a small exhalation, not quite a laugh but not quite a chuckle either, left his lips in response to her reply. His hands on her breasts paused momentarily in their fondling, and though she couldn't see it, he stared at her with dark desire.

"You're so innocent. Almost like a child."

One hand began to roam back down to her nethers, and then once more, he parted them for his exploring hand. This time he rubbed her a bit more insistently, giving her clit a bit more attention now that it was slick with lube. With his other hand, he brought it back behind her and guided his cock to line up with her ass. Instead of plunging in, however, he very slowly pressed against her puckered ring.

"Breathe little Sayori, and bear down on me."

That third digit began to dip into her wet canal and fuck her softly, passing along her clit with each stroke, and as he began to press against her tight hole once again, he brought another finger in to join it.

"Don't forget," he whispered.

"I need motivation to keep you alive."

His lips pulled back into that sneering smile, and just as he felt the head of his cock began to breach past her tight ring, he very lightly bit her chin and increased the speed of his thrusting fingers. He knew this was the most painful part, so he gave her something else to keep her focus, and once he felt her warm flesh cover his cock head with that vice-like grip, he held himself still so that she could adjust.

"That's it."

He kissed her cheek, then drew back a few inches to watch the expression on her face.

"Good girl Sayori. See? It doesn't have to hurt."
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Delvin was listening with interest, looking between the two of them. Back in the kitchen, while Sabastian had ran off to the bathroom, Vin had gotten the cups out just to amuse himself. When Bowie had gotten up on the table, and then seemingly began to watch him, he had begun to play with the snake out of a similar amusement. He hadn't expected anything to happen, and he certainly hadn't expected Bowie to suddenly understand the game he was actually playing.

At the time, it had scared him. It still partly did, if he was being honest with himself, though not of Bowie himself.

So many people treated animals with cruelty. Either out of disrespect, a need for control, a need to understand something like in the case of lab rats, or just plain ignorance because they didn't know what they were doing. The intelligence that Bowie had shown on the table with that game had far exceeded even some of the smartest animals they had kept in captivity, and now Sabastian was confirming that the snake actually had feelings. Real feelings. Maybe not too complex, but feelings nonetheless. So what would happen to Bowie if the wrong person ever took an interest in him? Or other animals like him?

"He actually comforted me a great deal when I thought you were killed."

Vins light brown eyes came back to Sabastians face and for a moment he was quiet. Then, very quickly, he gave him a toothy grin.

"Hey, I got an idea. Let's stay here at the lake for a little bit. Let's build...well, I'll build a fire. Let's catch some fish, gather up some cattails, have some fresh food. And I'll get my guitar out. What do you think?"

His expression was light and cheery, and somewhat playful.
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Yep. Definitely a dork.

When he captures her hand, she merely rolls her eyes at him, the smile growing a little wider. And when he pulls her to his side, she just looks up at him with an amused expression until he mentions grumpy blonds and bear men, and then she lets loose with a more genuine laugh. It was true, Vin was totally a bear. But if Vin was a bear, then she imagined Damien was like a panther. A sexy panther. And what was Sabastian? Maybe a martin. Small and fierce.

At the end of the little twirl, she was laughing again, finding his goofiness just much too contagious and uplifting to stay in a bad mood. Her hands go up to his chest as she lets the last of it leave her, and then she lets out a contented little sigh as her green flecked hazel eyes search those liquid steel ones. Those eyes that had captured her time and time again.

"I love you" she says simply, adding a little nod as if she has just stated a fact that can't possibly be argued with.

"Alright Goblin King, take me away to your palace so that I may begin my life anew, with you."
 
She frowned at his comment regarding her innocence, thinking to herself that anyone would probably seem innocent while standing next to a devilish man like him. Sayori also resented being compared to a child, especially since people would often do so on account of her youthful appearance. However, her frown quickly turned into an expression of fear when she felt his hand moving downwards once more. She reflexively turned her body away from his hand before realizing and forcing herself back into place. While she really didn't want to feel his fingers again, she didn't want to be punished even more.

Sayori panted when they slipped and rubbed around her pussy once more, unable to hold back a whimper when he had rubbed her clit with more enthusiasm. Had he not been a sadistic bastard, she would have been attracted to him, maybe even bought him a drink in the real world. As it was, she currently wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole if it was her choice.

She couldn't see a thing, but she knew what was pressing against her tight little ring now. It was a slow, unyielding pressure that was slowly forcing her to accommodate him. Her first instinct was to tense, but she took his advice and simply breathed deeply, trying to relax as his hips increased the pressure.

Soon she found that his cock wasn't the only thing that would enter her, feeling one, then two of his large fingers filling her up. Sayori cringed and bit her lip, though she couldn't deny that her body loved the way they plunged in and out of her tight passage. The woman did her best to stay quiet and resist what they were doing to her, but her panting had increased in volume and he would occasionally elicit a little whimper or whine from her, despite her shame.

What did he mean by saying that he needed motivation to keep her alive? Was he reminding her not to resist him, to let him do whatever he wanted? She didn't need to be reminded of that sickening fact.

It started to feel a bit painful, his head trying to bully its way inside, however that nip to her chin turned her attention, hating how close he was to her mouth. Those fingers were now moving so quickly inside her, sliding in and out while making those slick, lewd noises. It felt invasive and wrong, but with every pass over her clit, her body gave in to him a little more, her juices glistening on her thighs.

God, his cock head was inside her. It felt so big and she could feel it stretching out her little ass. She couldn't believe that she was going to have to take many more inches of him, and that he would soon be thrusting in and out, using her for his pleasure. The thought of it made her want to gag, and yet she couldn't do a damn thing to stop it. Even if she wasn't blindfolded, hanging from a hook, she had neither the strength nor courage to fight him. That fact was disheartening and made her feel so helpless.

She felt her body start to tense, a pleasure growing within her loins that she recognized with horror. There was nowhere to run or hide, and she could feel him pausing his penetration into her ass to kiss her cheek like she was his little lady, saying something equally as condescending that for the moment she was ignoring. Sayori knew he was now watching her, but there was nothing she could do to stop her back from arching, thrusting her breasts out as she let out a strangled cry of anguish and pleasure as she came on his fingers.

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Sabastian's eyes brightened with excitement and he nodded eagerly, "yeah! I think some fresh fish sounds awesome. Maybe we can stay the night? I'd love to just relax out under the stars and listen to you play. It'll give it that atmospheric edge. We could tell ghost stories, and it could be like a real camp out."

He bobbed up and down in the water with delight, beaming as he treaded water. While the group had been camping before, Vin didn't have his guitar at the time, and they all weren't as close.

"Maybe if you're nice, I'll even let you share my sleeping bag." The little blonde winked and made a kissy face for a moment before laughing and diving under the water. After a few moments, he came back up with such a proud look on his face, holding a fish in his hands.

"Ha! Look what I got!" He said smugly as the fish wriggled. Sabastian wasn't sure if it was because he held the fish too tight or too loosely, but the next thing he knew, the fish slipped up out of his hands, fell directly onto his face, and then fell into the water with a plop. He looked a bit stunned, the little guy blinking as his cheeks flushed slightly.

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"I love you too," was the reply she received, the man meaning every word.

"As you wish." He scooped her up into his arms as though she were a princess, walking back to the car and setting her down before grabbing two bottles of water and handing one to her. Damien then closed and locked the car, meandering with her until they reached the lake once more where he gave her a little smile.

"Are you going to wash up a little bit? Make sure no one catches on to our naughtiness?" He asked playfully, sitting down in the shade of one of the trees. "I bet my cum is all over your thighs by now..." The man sounded very pleased at the thought of it, a look in his eyes as though he was imagining it as he spoke.
 
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He already knew she was going to cum for him, whether she wanted to or not. The officer knew how to play her body and force an orgasm from her willing flesh, and as she arched her back, he also knew it was the perfect time to push himself fully into her, while she was in the throes of ecstasy.

His fingers kept working her soft petals and tight little canal, all the while his cock pushing into her tight flesh, inch after inch, until he was completely bottomed out in that beautiful little ass. It was only after he felt the last shudder course through her and he could see the way her skin had flushed, did he stop his assault with his fingers and pull his hand away. While he held himself inside her, all but making her sit on his thick meat, he brought his now moistened fingers up to her lips and very lightly smeared her own juices across them

"See..." he breathed.

"See how good it feels, little Sayori? I bet no one has ever made you cum like that before, have they?"

Pulling his hips back just the smallest amount, he let her feet touch the ground once more, and then he began to pushing back into her at an achingly slow pace. It was almost as if he wasn't even feeling all that much on his end, but was much more interested in watching her reactions to him. All those beautiful, terrified, reactions.
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"I don't know if I would fit in your sleeping bag" he said with a bit of his own playfulness, loving this side of Sabastian. The way his eyes had lit up and his voice had gotten just a little louder, a little higher, in his joy, made Vin feel a flush of warmth and happiness. He had started to swim a little closer, intent on lightly teasing the little blond, when he suddenly dove under the water, and when he came back up with a fish in his hand, Vins eyes widened a little.

"Wow. I'm impressed. Maybe you can show me-"

His eyes watch the fish slip out of his hands, and then all but slap him on the way back to the water. But that was to be expected really, with the way he was holding it. However, the look on Sabastians face as his cockiness suddenly dies off and is replaced by shock has Vin suddenly bursting out laughing once again, his loud voice echoing across the lake.
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She wanted to protest as he once again picked her up, but instead, she found herself just leaning into him and resting her head against his chest. There was something very comforting about being carried in such a way, and after the nerve racking experience of seeing a ghost, she found she really needed that comfort.

Once they were back by the tree, and she had had a chance to drink some water, she simply looked down at him with her own amused expression. She didn't answer his questions, instead she just continued to take small sips off of her bottle, all the while keeping her eyes on him, until she was satisfied and screwed the lid back on. She then tossed it down on the ground next to him and bent down so that she was in a squatting position between his legs. She gave him a little smile, and then she leaned in like she was going to whisper a secret in his ear.

What she did instead, however, was breathe out a hot breathe against his ear before kissing it sweetly. Her teeth then come out to nibble his lobe, and her hands travel down his arms until they find his wrists, where she grips them and holds them against the ground so that he can't reach up and stroke her. Just before she let's his sensitive ear go, she gives him a breathy little moan of pleasure and pushes her breasts up against him.

Suddenly she releases him and rocks back on her heels. With a now very amused smile of her own, she gives him a little boop on the nose and then runs off to the edge of the water and to the rock once more. Just before she jumps off, she looks back over her shoulder and winks.
 
If he had been anyone else, she would have begged for them not to stop with those fingers from the way they were making her body sing. It was him though, the disgusting pervert who had his nimble digits forcing her to shiver with pleasure. While her body tensed and came, at the back of her mind she recognized that he was pushing himself deeper into her ass, though it was more background information as her eyes watered from the intensity of her climax.

When it was done she went limp and allowed the hook and the officer to simply hold her, resting and panting as she recovered. She couldn’t see the look on his face, but she imagined he had a smug smirk on it, pleased that his little captive had cried out from his fingers. Speaking of, she smelled herself before she felt her own juices on her lips. It was a disgusting display of power, and she wished she could get the fluid off of them without having to lick it off.

“I bet no one has ever made you cum like that before, have they?”

That wasn’t exactly true. Damien had been able to coax out similar orgasms for her, though he hadn’t claimed her ass. She had sobbed hard and begged him to do anything but that, and he had actually listened to her for some reason. However, Damien and the officer had indeed been the only ones to make her cum so hard. Was it that being forced secretly turned her on? Was she so lewd that only those who held her down and forced themselves on her would satisfy her? The idea was revolting, one that she didn’t think she would ever accept.

She looked away from him to hide her face, tears starting to slip under the blindfold down her cheeks. “Please don’t say such things,” she answered in a small voice, her cheeks flushed with shame.

He was so thick, his cock filling her up to the brim. She hated the fact that he was inside her, but she hated when he moved even more. It didn’t hurt per se, but it felt odd and uncomfortable when his cock started to pull back slightly, then plunge back in. In the very background of his thrust she recognized that part of his thrust actually felt pleasurable in a way, and that scared her. It was one thing to cum on his fingers, but another to cum on that hot pole as he degraded her with it.

She trembled once more, her hands curling into fists above her as she tried to wrack her mind on how to distract herself and keep her body under her own control.

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“Viiiiiin, don’t laugh at me!” Sabastian whined, swimming over to him and pouting playfully. When Vin didn’t stop his uproarious laughter, Sabastian couldn’t help cracking up himself, the little blonde giggling at how absurd it had been. From Vin’s shoulder, Bowie bobbed his head slightly, as though wanting to share in their mirth.

He loved how Vin could make him feel so light and carefree. The big man had no idea the power he had over Sabastian to make him laugh with joy, whimper with longing, or sigh with contentment. Sabastian knew he would do anything for Vin to keep that big, goofy smile from ever going away, and he felt his heart grow warm with affection.

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He drank some water as well, enjoying her company as they spent time in the shade. A smile lit his lips as he heard the laugh from across the lake. While he hadn’t seen what they were laughing about, he enjoyed the fact that Sabastian and Vin were really hitting it off.

Damien remembered his mom mentioning Sabastian a few times, describing him as, “that boyband-looking piece of ass.” He didn’t regret not standing up for him in those times. While it might have made himself feel better, his mother would have obsessed more if she was told no any more than Sabastian had already been doing. When Sabastian’s mom had passed, Margaret had given him a wad of sympathy cash and joked (more seriously than not) that she was glad she was gone so that Sabastian would finally have some free time to spend in her bed. She was such an awful person.

Cora coming over and squatting in front of him pulled him back from his thoughts and he smirked, wondering if she was feeling more playful. The feeling of her breath on his ear and that sweet little kiss made him shudder and he tried to raise his arms, only to find her taking them and pinning them down. Of course he could have used his strength to bring his hands up anyway, but he was content to let Cora have her way with him.

“Mm...” he hummed softly, enjoying her sexy nibbles. Damien’s cock was coming to life once more, especially from the sound of her little moan and the feeling of those pillowy mounds smooshing against him. Was she really going to try for a round two? He would be up for that. He leaned forward to kiss her when he found her leaning back, bopping his nose before retreating.

That little tease.

He grinned broadly, his steely eyes watching with a mix of lust and amusement as she escaped into the water, the one place she knew he couldn’t follow.
 
"Please don’t say such things,"

He pulled back just a bit farther than before, and then slowly plunged back in once more. His dark eyes watched her obsessively, seeing tears begin to leak down her cheek.

"Why? Because you don't want to admit you just came for me little Sayori?"

His hand began to roam back down her belly once more, coming to rest on her soft mound again. Just like before, he let a finger dip in to her moist folds, and he began to softly rub it across her clit.

"Or because you liked it? Ah, you do, don't you?" he asks softly, giving her another slow thrust. His other arm then came up to wrap around her stomach and he cups one of her soft breasts, kneading it gently and toying with her nipple. He was hell bent on making her cum just once more. Once for his hand, and then once for his thick cock in her ass.

"Mm, I can feel how wet you are Sayori. How tightly you're squeezing me. It's alright, you can let go... I won't tell anyone. This will be,"

He dipped his head down to kiss her neck softly, giving her another, more forceful thrust.

"Our little secret" he murmured.

He could feel the way her body was reacting to him and it was only fueling his own excitement. It was like waiting for a countdown, and once she creamed on him once more, once she was tired and had let her guard down just a bit, then... Then he would take her. He was going to make her scream for him, and he was going to enjoy every second of it.
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"Viiiiiin, don’t laugh at me!"

Sabastians whining only seemed to add to the humor, making Vin squint his eyes shut for a few seconds so he could look away from those adorable little pouty lips. After they had had their little laugh, he swam up to him and bent down for a lingering kiss, chuckling against his lips once more just before he pulled away.

"Alright," he said, looking towards the shore.

"I'm going to go get that guitar."

He started making his way back to shore, a bit lazily as the water felt nice and he was in no real hurry. When he was about halfway back, he felt Bowie slither off of him and he looked back to see the snake heading for Cora, who was heading in Sabastians general direction. Once he was back up on shore, he took a moment to reach in his pocket and find a rubber band, which he then used to tie his hair back. Looking around, he spotted Damien sitting in the shade and he gave him a grin.

"Water too cold for you?"

Admittedly, he hadn't really been up to hopping in himself, but, things had happened. And it did feel pretty good to cool off.
 
"No..." was her terrified and barely audible reply when he mentioned her cumming out loud, his greedy hand going back down her body for more. She instinctively tried to lift and close her legs, but his hand snaked between them nonetheless. Her thighs were drenched now, her fluids dripping slowly down her legs, so his hand merely slipped between her thighs with ease and went to work. Sayori knew there was no stopping him, so she relaxed her legs once more and focused on standing.

His soft little kiss to her neck made her shiver, her breath catching for a moment at what he was implying. Was it true? Did she like this? She had obviously liked it enough to cum for him once. No, she wasn't chosing this- it couldn't be right.

Her tearful face turned toward him and she talked as though she was trying to convince both of them. "I am doing this to stay alive, not for any other reason. I-I don't want this! I just want to go-"

The woman was forced to stop mid-sentence as a reluctant moan broke past her defenses. His finger felt devilishly good rubbing against her sopping wet pussy, and her breast was adding to the pleasure with each caress and tweak he performed. She hated to admit it, but his cock was also starting to make her feel breathless, the engorged member delving so deeply inside her, rubbing so insistently.

Immediately after, she let out a little whimper of shame.

How was a murderer who delighted in torturing prisoners so good at this? It simply wasn't fair, nor was it kind. The very act itself was torturous, reducing her to moaning out in pleasure while impaled on his meat, simply for his own lust and amusement. She was desperate to reign herself in, but more and more frequently she found herself moaning or whimpering, unable to keep in the sounds his cock was forcing out of her.

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Sabastian grinned as Vin swam away, finding it a bit adorable that at the mention of singing and entertaining the man immediately went to grab his instrument. The man was so eager to entertain, jumping at the chance to sing for them. He thought to himself that he was looking forward to grabbing Vin's instrument later too, after food and singing of course.

His eye caught Cora making her way out, the little noodle heading in her direction as well. He decided to close the gap, swimming fairly quickly over to her, though not at inhuman speeds.

"Where have you two been? I'd say I was worried, but I definitely lost track of time out here. The lake is fucking amazing!" He smiled and treaded water, "Vin's going to grab his guitar, and we're going to eat fish and hang out. We should spend the night here, seriously!" A hopeful look came to his face as his eyes searched Cora's.

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Damien looked up at Vin and smiled easily, shrugging. "Something like that. I'm not a fan of large bodies of water." He wasn't going to go into it further, not really wanting to spoil Vin's mood. Besides, he didn't need to hear about Damien's own childhood traumas. While he had opened up to Cora, he was a little less likely to do so with Vin and Sabastian; he figured they had enough of their own problems and knowing for the sake of knowing wouldn't do shit for them.
 
A little chuckle left his lips at her reply, his breath coming out hot against her skin. He loved hearing the desperation in her voice, the pleading and denial. No matter what she tried to tell herself, however, he knew what she really was and now... he had had his fill of her.

He kept his fingers working her clit, increasing the pressure and speed just enough to force another orgasm out of her as his cock began to pick up the pace. He didn't full out pound into her, but he did speed up enough to rub against all those sensitive little nerve cells, the ones that would turn her little whimpers of reluctant pleasure into true moans of bliss. His stamina was such that he didn't even need to breathe much harder as he gave her plump little bottom a ride, waiting for his moment to strike. And when it finally came, and he felt her quiver and shake once more, he thrust up into her hard and let her breast go so that he could hold her hip back against him tightly, grinding his own pelvis against her to draw her orgasm out and make it more intense.

As his lips were still near her neck, he didn't need to move very far to bring his mouth to her ear. His hand between her legs gave her one final stroke, and then he moved it up to her neck where he began to slowly squeeze, gradually cutting off her air.

"You little whore," he growled, no longer keeping his voice to a quiet whispering volume.

"Cumming on your rapists cock. That really gets you off, doesn't it?"

The hand that had been on her hips lets her go, her body only being held up slightly by his impaling cock in her ass. Though the blindfold stopped her from seeing anything, she would be able to hear the Velcro once again, and then the little click of some kind of switch being flipped.

The officer kept the grip on her neck tight now, allowing just the smallest amount of air to be able to travel through, and then he brought the deep blue flame of the blow torch up to her shoulder blade and let it sweetly lick her skin.

Did he love his job? Yes. Yes he did.
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Cora gave him a big grin as he started coming over, but when he asked where they had been, it turned a little shy. She used Bowie as an excuse to look down so she didn't have to meet his gaze for a moment as she thought about how to answer that. There really wasn't many ways to answer, though, as what could she tell him? That they were off getting it on behind the trees? Or that she had completely hallucinated a ghost from her past? After Bowie gets between them and starts swimming around Sabastian, she finally looks up and decides it's probably better to tell a small white lie than the whole truth. It would only dampen the mood for no real good reason.

"We were looking for some blackberries, but it's all redwoods out here. And I cut my leg on a branch, so that kind of frustrated me."

She let's out a little laugh, trying to sound a little more genuine.

""Vin's going to grab his guitar, and we're going to eat fish and hang out. We should spend the night here, seriously!"

Her smile turned a lot more genuine at that news, a bit of excitement coming to her eyes.

"Oh my god, yes! We totally should! I don't know how to catch fish, but I saw some cattails and I know how to clean those up to cook. I bet Damien can find a good way to season them too."

Now she was excited again. This whole day, minus the small freak out in the woods, was turning out to be way more fun than she had originally thought it would be.
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"Yea, I didn't really plan on swimming either, but" he chuckled and shrugged, not needing to explain further.

"Is the car unlocked? I was going to grab my guitar, and we wanted to try and catch some fish to eat."

He laughed a little then, looking over his shoulder and out towards the little blond.

"He actually already caught one, but it slipped out of his hands and slapped him on the way down. You should have seen the look on his face."
 
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