House of punishment
In a post-apocalyptic world, the few Futanari still alive are being hunted by supremacist factions of the human race... You, a young Futanari, have fallen into a trap... You've been forcibly kidnapped.... You wake up, tied to a table, in a dark and terrifying place... Will you be able to escape, survive or give up...
Dominatrix Hilda's expression darkens as she watches Alina fall to the ground, blood pouring from her injured eye. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself before turning back to you. "You may have won this round, Futa," she says through clenched teeth, "but make no mistake: I will not let you escape justice so easily."
With that, Dominatrix Hilda moves to stand in front of Kaya, her body language unmistakably protective.
moved towards the door thanks for the knife gets out of the building and goes missing in endless wilderness to never be seen agin the end
Your words fall on deaf ears as you try to make your escape. Dominatrix Hilda eyes you with cold fury, her expression promising that she will hunt you down and make you pay for this insolence. Kaya glares at you venomously, saliva dripping from her lips in anticipation of the pain they're about to inflict upon your futa body.
"No, Futa!" Dominatrix Hilda shouts, lunging forward and grabbing hold of your arm. "
Alina grabs a fistful of your hair and yanks your head back, exposing your neck. Kaya takes advantage of this position, leaning forward to suck on your sensitive flesh while continuing to stroke you roughly. "Do as she says," Alina growls, her warm breath tickling your ear.
Dominatrix Hilda moves around behind you, running her hands up and down your back as she watches Kaya work. "You're going to have to prove your loyalty to me first," she whispers in your ear.
- член футы стал ещё сильнее.. но это не все сами руки и ноги футы стали более сильными*
Your cock throbs and leaks pre-cum as Alina, Kaya, and Dominatrix Hilda continue to tease and torment you. They move together like a well-oiled machine, each taking turns pleasuring themselves at your expense. The room fills with the sounds of moaning, grunting, and slapping skin as they work their magic on your bound form.
The mistress of the house smirks at your words, her eyes narrowing ever so slightly. "Oh, I'm sure you will try to resist... And if you do manage to find a way out of this place alive, perhaps we'll meet again someday." She pauses for a moment, leaning even closer as her breath tickles your ear. "But until then," she whispers with cold satisfaction, "you are mine... Completely and utterly at my mercy.
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With these words, Hilda leaves the room, in a sensual, languorous gait, rolling her magnificent ass... Which I can't take my eyes off... *
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Alone at last, I rest... The pain is still unbearable... I fall asleep, my body covered in bruises, whip marks on my skin... *
As you rest, exhausted and battered, the pain slowly begins to ebb away, replaced by an odd sense of detachment. You're not sure if it's a side effect of your injuries or some twisted coping mechanism that your mind has developed in order to survive this hellhole. Either way, you find yourself drifting in and out of sleep, caught between the nightmarish reality of House of Punishment and whatever peaceful dreams your mind can muster.