Chapter 1 - Vi gets beaten

The Blue Boar was one of the seedier bars in Piltover, and at 11 pm on a Saturday night the place was in full swing as everyone’s favorite half-vastayan pit fighter walked in, prowling as he often did.

“Hey babe, better hope the city doesn’t start a tax on booty, because you’re gonna have a hard time hiding all of yours,” Sett slipped onto a bar stool next to a young busty blond woman and immediately started chatting her up. 

She turned to him and smiled. “And who might you be? The tax collector?”

Boldly, he lowered one hand and gripped her ass firmly as he replied. “You got me. And turns out you didn’t file your return last year. But that’s quite alright, tip me a little extra and I’ll forget this whole thing. Or rather-” he leaned in close and gave her rump a tight squeeze, “I’ll tip you…”

She laughed and pushed him away. “You’re cute, but my boyfriend’s in the washroom right now and he won’t be happy if he comes out and sees this.”

As if on cue, a hand grabbed the back of Sett’s jacket and yanked him backwards.

“Get your hands off her, you filthy fucking animal.”

Sett turned around ready for a fight, only to discover the source of the childish insult was a laughably scrawny man, a good 6 inches shorter than himself, with a crooked nose and receding hairline. Man really looked like he was 50 years old, despite probably being closer to half that. Sett snorted a laugh and turned back towards the girl. 

“Either he’s rich, or his dick is absolutely massive. Let me guess …” he took an exaggerated pause. “The first?” Sett laughed again when she giggled like a schoolgirl and nodded. Smirking, he looked back at the man with a well-practiced and what exactly are you gonna do about it? look. Truthfully, he enjoyed mocking lesser men and would often flirt and get handsy with women in front of their pathetic boyfriends or husbands. Eunuchs and cuckolds, the lot of them; they never had the spine or balls to stand up for themselves and as a self-made man’s man who rose from nothing, Sett hated their sorry sort with a passion.

So it was understandable that when the short man threw a vicious right hook connecting perfectly with Sett’s jaw, he wasn’t exactly ready and it connected cleanly with a fleshy wack. Of course, with little strength or technique behind the blow, it was annoying at best but still bumped Sett’s ego. Originally planning to simply have a cheap laugh at the man’s expense, with an insult like this, Sett wasn’t just going to let him get away with it.

With the explosiveness that only a gritty martial arts fighter could bring, he slipped off the stool, grabbed the smaller man in an expert Thai clinch. He easily spun his opponent around, tripping him with one slightly extended leg and dragging him along until he was being held upright almost solely by Sett, and in one smooth motion continuing with the previous momentum, threw the source of his annoyance clean into the big bay window. The window cracked as the man landed against it, and shattered a second later, raining glass shards over him. 

With that, the normally rowdy bar fell silent instantly. Every patron of the bar stopped what they were doing and stared at Sett, who just shrugged.

“He hit me first.”

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The bar must’ve been just a few minutes from the station, as it took no time at all for the wailing of a police siren to split the night air. The cop car came to a halt at the curb and the bar door slammed open.

In stepped Vi, with her signature confidence, hips swaying as she walked. Even without her uniform and reputation, she had a body that would turn heads, especially in a place like this. She was a boxer first and foremost, after all. Her limbs lean and muscular, body tight and sexy, and what little fat she had deposited beautifully on her perky chest and ass. A tight top that threatened to spill her tits out to the world combined with a short skirt that left little to the imagination, not to mention hints of exposed midriff, created a police officer’s uniform that would be more fitting for a roleplaying courtesan than an actual policewoman, but that’s to be expected from a video game company currently ridden with sexual misconduct allegations. Regardless, with her bold pink hair spilled out from under her officer’s cap, Vi painted a perfect mixture of hot, exotic sex appeal and physical prowess. She stepped up to Sett, arriving at nearly the same height.

“I’m guessing you’re the cause of … this,” she gestured to the shattered bay window with one hand, and jabbed Sett in the chest with the other, getting very much inside his personal space. Not that he really minded.

Her body was everything Sett lusted for. He fucked voluptuous skanks and fat-bottomed whores of all kinds, dicking them all down uncaringly. He always kept conventionally attractive women at his side; he had a certain image to uphold after all. But he didn’t like them. Not a single one. But Vi was something else entirely. A pretty enough face, to be sure, but a body that would intimidate most men. Taunt and muscular, with her VI face tattoo and a few piercings that served to keep lesser men away. Arrogant, forthcoming, and a brash confidence made Sett decide in that moment he was going to get inside her. 

She spoke with a stern commanding voice, but the way her body seduced Sett, it sounded to him like she was lustily whispering her favorite sex positions into his ear. He could barely refrain from slamming her onto the nearest table, ripping off her too-short skirt and gagging her with it before taking everything he wanted from her body. His mind wandered, thinking of what sort of moans she’d make, how her makeup would run when she started crying, whether she would stare at him in rage or away in shame when he-.

“Hello? You have anything to say?” Vi’s voice snapped him out of his daydream.

Back to a disappointing reality where Vi’s wet mouth was filled with stinging words instead of his fat cock, Sett pointed back at the scrawny man. “Technically, it was his body that did that. I simply provided the momentum. Not to mention he did hit me first.”

“Tell that to the judge, buddy. You’re coming with me.”

As she reached for her notepad to make notes of the situation, Sett took the opportunity to lean in close and paw at her generous ass. Not at all trying to be subtle about it, Sett already decided Vi was going to be under him tonight and went about his business of checking the merchandise as casually as a shopper looking for a fine cut of lamb for dinner. “I’d come with you anywhere, darling.”

Vi, of course, didn’t see it that way. “What the fuck?!” She slapped his hand away and shoved him. “Attempting sexual assault against a police officer? Can’t say this is a smart move, unless you really enjoy prison.” She gestured towards the pair of handcuffs she had hanging on her waist.

Sett threw his hands up in defeat. “All right, I’ll behave. No need to get too serious here.” Getting one last jib in, he leaned in again and whispered, ”But I really wouldn’t mind if you put those on me … ”

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Vi escorted Sett into the police station’s temporary holding cell block. Not many criminals recently since the last big bust, so it was completely empty and silent as they walked in. The reduction in crime had relaxed regulations around the precinct recently, so only one officer had to be on duty at a time this late at night. 

Sett made note of the completely empty building and bugged Vi again. “You know, we could totally have sex in here. You could scream yourself hoarse and no one would find out,” Sett turned towards his captor and made an exaggerated kissing sound. “I won’t tell anyone if you don’t …”

Vi put her hand solid on his chest and shoved him backwards with the least amount of romance she could muster. “That’s it, I haven’t the chance to work on my heavy bag for a while, and you’re about the perfect size.” She cracked her knuckles and raised her fists in a southpaw boxing stance. “And I’m a lesbian, by the way. Not interested.”

Sett, completely unfazed, matched in orthodox stance. He wasn’t entirely surprised at her sexual orientation, given her bright pink hair, piercings, and face tattoo, and he didn’t particularly care either. He’d broken a few dykes in his time. 

Seeing her opponent knew a thing or two about boxing, Vi grinned and stepped forwards, throwing a lightning fast jab-hook combo. Unfortunately for her, Sett wasn’t planning to sit there and test his chin. As soon as her shoulders tensed, a telltale sign of an incoming punch, Sett changed elevation, dropping his head and charged forwards, effortlessly ducking Vi’s wild swings and securing an easy double-leg takedown, bringing them both crashing to the ground. It only took a few seconds for the larger man with grappling experience to take position over the smaller woman exclusively versed in boxing. With Sett on top of her and both of her arms pinned, there was quite literally nothing Vi could do. Sett unhooked the pair of handcuffs Vi had been threatening him with earlier and clasped one of her wrists. He apologized under his breath and dropped a devastating elbow strike on Vi’s face, dazing her, before yanking her up, looping the handcuff around the cell bars at his shoulder level, and locking in her other wrist. Still dazed, Vi’s head drooped towards the ground as she was suspended in the air by her arms behind her.

“You’re a good boxer, darling, but I’m a complete fighter.” Sett reached both hands down her revealing top and grabbed fistfuls of clothes, before ripping them apart and exposing Vi’s chest to the world. Despite being lean and athletic, Vi’s breasts were supple and full and Sett wasted a few minutes appreciating the soft treasures that filled his hands. As he kneaded the fat titflesh in his hands, Vi recovered from the earlier blow, only to feel a cold rush as she felt her sex being violated.

With her hands firmly secured above her head and her body lined up in the perfect position, there wasn’t really a whole lot Vi could do. She recoiled in disgust as she felt Sett lean his body against hers. He dragged her skirt and panties down to her ankles with agonizing slowness.  With a rush of cold, damp prison air rushing against her nethers, Vi felt more vulnerable than she’d ever felt in her life. She felt his hands run up her legs slowly, squeezing and caressing her long, sculpted legs. But it was when she felt his cockhead press up against her puffy vaginal lips that she finally realized what was going to happen. She wasn’t just going to be molested and humiliated, she was about to be raped.

“Get the fuck off me, I’ll fucking kill you!” Threats and curses flowed from Vi’s mouth like a waterfall of hate. “I’ll rip off your balls and shove them down your throat, you fucking pig!”

Sett ignored her meaningless threats. “I’m curious, truthfully. I’ve heard that dykes like you exist simply because you’ve never had a good cock inside you. That the first time your pussy gets opened up by a real man and you’ll be more of a slutty cock-addict than any straight whore. Or maybe I’m just full of shit, but I’ve never made love to a lesbian before, so I guess this will be a learning experience for both of us.”

With one hard slam, Vi found her virgin petals being shoved aside by Sett’s manhood. Her insides clenched as her body was invaded. She arched her back and shrieked as Sett hilted himself fully inside of her. With a solid 8 inches of hard, throbbing, vastayan cock buried inside her, the pain was excruciating. No sex she’d ever had before could prepare her for such viciousness. She felt like she was going to break apart. Her body simply wasn’t built for this kind of punishment. 

With the new ground of Vi’s ex-virgin body broken, Sett fell into a steady rhythm of hard thrusts, pounding into his fleshy toy again and again. An ordinary man would think that fucking a hot lesbian that wasn’t interested a half-hour after meeting her was impossible, but Sett was no ordinary man. When he saw something that he wanted to taste, he would feast, regardless of anyone else’s feelings on the matter. That attitude got him inside the ring, inside many a maiden’s bedrooms, and now, inside the kickboxing cop’s creamy cunt.

For her part, Vi was in absolute torment. For a cock-hating lesbian, having a massive member invade her, muscled hands groping her tits, and a man breathing down her neck was tortue. She was used to being in control, being on top, and now she was being humiliated every which way. Tears welled up in her eyes and ran down her cheeks while her body heaved and buckled under the assault, and she wailed at the torture.

“AAAUGGHGHHH, PLEASE! STOP!” She screamed and cried to no avail. “YOU’RE BREAKING ME IN HALF!” Vi wanted to be anywhere but here, to be doing anything than having her pussy raped brutally by a man. Each time Sett slammed powerfully into the redhead, her entire body pitched forward. “NO … NO … AAUUGHGHHH!” Pathetic cries for mercy spilled from her lips as her ordeal continued. Not only was the object intruding practically into her womb bigger than any toy Cait had used on her prior, it was hot and throbbing and it twitched and pulsed inside of her. She was completely filled. Each tiny crevice and cranny of her cunt was grinded against with each thrust, and her body couldn’t keep up. “HUHHGHH … F-FUCK! … N-NOOOO!” To be used as little more than fuckmeat was just too much for the police enforcer to bear. “UGH, HHHGHghhhh … hhhgh ...” Soon her fruitless screaming had quieted to whimpers. Tears ran down her cheeks and spilled over her face. The dark cell block was filled with the slaps of flesh courteous of her meaty rear. Her pussy had stretched to accommodate her rapist’s cock as she was fucked into submission. She lost her commanding voice and her dominating spirit cracked open at the seams. 

An old trainer once told Sett that the body never submits. The mind always gives up long before the body. He had been talking about fighting, of course, but it applied here to Vi as well. Under the unrelenting assault of Sett’s massive cock, her mind gave up and submitted to her superior mate and his whore-breaker.

“Please … I’m sorry, I’ll let you g-go … we’ll forget t-t-this ever happened,” She whimpered, completely at the mercy of her eager rapist. “Just, please … I-I’ll do anything …” She choked on her words, stammering, barely able to talk as her body was ruthlessly abused. 

Sett just laughed as he rammed into her without pause. “Anything? You’re already giving everything I could possibly want.” He released her breasts to give her pale, bare ass a few hard spanks, causing ripples in assflesh, before returning to roughly fondling her generous rack. “Not saying you’re perfect though. A fatter ass, thicker thighs, maybe even a real pair of cock-sucking lips, then you’d be some real sweet meat. But even flat and boring a fuck as you are …” he lowered his head and kissed her with mocking softness on the back of the neck, “I’m still gonna have fun fucking you until the sun rises.” With Vi’s spirit broken, Sett next targeted breaking her body into submission. He became unpredictable. Speeding up for a few power thrusts before slowing down and really sinking all the way into her. When Vi’s heaving breasts got a reprieve from the hands groping them, it only meant she was about to get painfully slapped elsewhere: her firm ass, taunt back, hard blushing cheeks, all were marked with red handprints from her new master. All over her body stung in pain, her naked flesh raw and bruised. 

Her mind slowed. She never even though sex like this was even possible. When she bedded other girls, she was always in control, perhaps not always on top, but certaining imposing her will. She liked it that way, hearing Caitlyn or any of her other lovers squeal underneath her was what made those nights for her. She never relinquished control, nothing happened that she didn’t want to happen. Even when Cait pounded her pussy with a strapon or something, it was still something she wanted at that particular moment. But now, with a massive cock stuffing her snatch, there was absolutely no control to be had. Every move, every motion was out of her hands. She could do nothing as her love-hole was stretched far beyond anything she’d ever experienced before and her mind didn’t know how to process the foreign sensations. 

Or perhaps it did.

Unbelievably as the fucking continued, the pain and discomfort melted into something almost resembling pleasure. More and more, her primal instincts began to awaken and her dyke mindset wore away. Her body betrayed her and she began offering less and less resistance. Something frightful awoke inside of Vi and she realized she was having more and more difficulty holding back moans. The sensations became harder and harder to ignore and the line between agonizing pain and agonizing pleasure became more and more blurred. 

She couldn’t deny anymore that she was enjoying it. After all, all thousands of her female ancestors, varied as their times and situations were, every last one at some point enjoyed being dicked down by a man. The concept of consentual sex was a recent innovation and a concept easily discarded. Some fleeting, girlish lesbianism was nothing to instincts sharpened by millions of years of evolution. And that evolution stated that Vi’s holes were for cock. Hot, throbbing, man-meat. Not for toys or a woman’s fingers or tongue. Vi’d fooled herself for her entire life, but now the rivers of juices that gushed from her vagina wouldn’t fool anyone. Her shaking thighs, quivering back, and lusty moans made her arousal even more apparent. These unwilling reactions from her body weren’t missed by her lover, who quickly capitalized.

“Hmmm, seems we’re almost there.” To emphasize his point, Sett slipped his right hand up against the side of Vi’s face and hooked two fingers deep into her mouth. Vi offered little resistance and soon the digits were soaked with her mindless drool. He circled his fingers inside her mouth, dragging against her tongue and tickling the saliva glands inside her mouth, encouraging her to release even more fluids.

“Hghhhh … don’t shtop,” she moaned, barely able to form the words with thick fingers clogging up her mouth. “Keep … ohhhh, f-fuck me more …”  She ran her tongue against his fingers and made an exaggerated gurgling sound. “Glurrrk, huhghgh… shloo good … oh, oh, oh ...” She mindlessly nibbled and chewed on his fingers, loving the feelings crashing over her.

Her shame released, her lesbianism abandoned in favor of hard man-meat, Vi let loose. She began to bump her hips back into Sett’s thrusts, clenching her inner walls hard, trying to increase the pressure and friction even more. Her moaning intensified, her heart pounded, and her legs threatened to collapse from under her. Her smooth, toned ass bounced backwards again and again as Vi tried to extract as much pleasure for herself as she could. And apparently she could extract a lot as she unbelievably found herself on the brink of orgasm, right along with her lover. 

With a grunt and one last hard thrust, Sett buried himself as deep inside the moaning ex-lesbian as he possibly could, giving Vi her first creampie, her first taste of a man. He removed his hand from her mouth and with a splatter of saliva smearing against her face, he grabbed a fistful of her bright pink hair and yanked her head back. His other hand grabbed a fistful of tit and tweaked the nipple hard, enough for Vi to twist her body in pain. His cock, lodged deep inside her vagina expanded, just slightly, before rope after rope of hot semen splattered inside her depths, burning her to the core, searing into her mind the numbing pleasure of cum-dumpsterhood. It filled her completely, and residual amounts or warmth dripped down her legs. The sudden, sharp pain in both her head and breasts, mixed with the burning hot pleasure of her first creampie tipped Vi over the edge as well, and her legs quivered and almost gave away. Her soft moans gave way to piercing screams again, but of unbelievable bliss. She’d been unwillingly dragged into heaven and her eyes rolled into the back of her head, completely overwhelmed by mind shattering pleasure.

“OH FUCK, I’M, UGHHHH, I’M CUMMING!” With her head still roughly pulled back by her hair, she screamed her pleasure into the ceiling, splitting the quiet of the cell block as the sensation of her first real, cock-induced orgasm overwhelmed her completely. “Aaaauuugghhhh, I’m so … huhhghhh, so fucking full!!” Her legs shook, hips quivering, while her torso tightened up and spasmed around Sett’s bitch-breaker. “You … you filled me completely … I can’t believe your cock is so … so fucking good… ”

Satisfied for the moment, her assailant pulled out with a wet squelch, and a river of semen, along with her own ejaculate, splattered onto the floor from her swollen sex. Each time her core quivered in the aftershock of her mind-wrecking experience, another small spurt of sex fluids to run out of her creamy cunt and down her legs. Exhausted, her legs collapsed and her body slumped down, held up only by the handcuffs still binding her wrists to the cell bars.

“Don’t think we’ll need these anymore,” Sett said as he undid Vi’s bindings. Unrestrained, Vi fell forwards, falling on her hands and knees, with Sett making no effort to help her up. “You’re not going anywhere, are you, darling?” Satisfied Vi wasn’t going to make any move to run away, he grabbed a nearby chair and sat down. “Why don’t you crawl over here and show me what that mouth does? Besides begging for cock, of course.”

A small part of Vi’s mind screamed at her to get up, to fight back now that she was free. But that was the old Vi, a proud, strong woman. That version of her was gone now. In her stead was a slut in the making that had the greatest orgasm of her life from being cruelly raped from behind. She wanted nothing more than to be fucked, to be abused, to be treated like a mindless piece of meat. And so she turned around slowly, swaying her ass seductively. She understood her purpose in life now, to pleasure her man any way she could. Still on her hands and knees, she crawled over to Sett and positioned her head between his legs. Her head tilted up, blue eyes trained on her new master, she stepped into her new life of being a willing cocksleeve.

“May I taste your cock?” She begged with exaggerated need. “I want to feel your entire length down my throat, drink your cum, please, I’m so thirsty for your hot gooey semen … I wonder just how good it’ll taste directly from the tap … ”

“I said you needed a real pair of lips to be the perfect cocksucker earlier,” Sett leered at his new fuckslave. “Are you going to prove me wrong?”

“Oh, I’m going to show you just how wrong you really are,” Vi moaned. “I’ve been using my mouth to eat pussy my whole life, but now I see it was really made for pleasing superior men. I’m going to give you the best cocksucking of your entire life...” With that, she wrapped her lips around the tip of his member and began to work.

Sucking her first dick was so new and exciting to her. She ran her tongue up and down its considerable length, making loud slurping noises, enjoying the taste. With one hand she cupped his balls and massaged them gently, feeling how much semen was still in them, and quivering with anticipation of drinking it all down. First things first, she thought. She continued licking, with renewed aggression and pace. Rivers of saliva, mixed with semen and her own juices from when her cunt was fucked earlier made for a slick, lewd coating, and she relished the taste. 

Eager to move on, she took as much of Sett’s length in her mouth as she could. And as a virgin cocksucker, that amount turned out to be very little. Less than half of Sett’s length was inside her mouth before it uncomfortably probed the back of her throat and she halted progress. She kept his meat down as much as she could, giving a valiant effort, but the inexperienced woman very quickly found herself coming up for air. Gasping, she looked up at her mate eagerly, only to be devastated at Sett’s bored expression. 

“Listen babe, I love you for trying your best, but we’re really not getting anywhere with this. Maybe we could-”

“NO!” She cut him off. I can do this, she thought. I must do this. 

She took a deep breath and plunged back down. Invigorated by the unbearable thought of being a less-than-perfect cocksucker, she slammed herself down on Sett’s shaft with a vengeance, almost doubling the progress she made earlier. The large member filled her tight virgin throat completely, triggering her sensitive gag reflex again and again. Even as she choked and sputtered violently, again, the discomfort began to melt into mind-numbing pleasure as she bobbed her head up and down. Each time she brought her face down, she tried to go a little further than the last attempt. Her throat burned and a small part of her mind screamed at her to stop this insanity, but like a true cocksucking whore, she banished those doubts and thought only of deepthroating harder, faster, and deeper. Finally her perseverance paid off and her face completely buried in Sett’s crotch, his entire shaft feeling the hot, tight squeeze of Vi’s pipe. Vi continued skullfucking herself on Sett’s shaft. Now falling into a comfortable rhythm, she focused on indulging faster and harder. 

Gluuurrrk … slurrrrp … huuhhhrrkrkk …  ggggghhhhrlk … gurrrggg!

The lewd sounds of hot, wet cocksucking filled the air and reverberated on the cell block walls. Drool ran down, leaking from her mouth and made a wet mess in her hand as she continued massaging Sett’s cum-laden ballsack. So turned on she was from having her mouth filled with penis, her other hand instinctively moved to her cumstained nethers, still wet from their earlier fucking. Two fingers plunged into her nethers as she tried to bring back some of the feelings from having Sett’s cock lodged deep inside. 

Suddenly, she felt hands grab her head. 

“Mmmmmmm …  I’m close,” Sett whisphered. “You said you wanted a drink?”

Vi’s eyes widened and she bobbed her head best she could in consent. 

“Then I hope you’re ready, babe. You’re about to drown.”

With his hands around Vi’s head, Sett plunged her face down faster and harder than Vi could on her own. He also bucked himself upwards to meet her halfway as much as he could. In the face of such a brutal skullfucking, Vi had to brace both her hands against his legs just for some modicum of control. She sputtered and gurgled loudly, choking down Sett’s shaft. Backed up saliva and precum had filled the remaining space in her mouth completely by this point and her cheeks puffed out almost comically. A half-lidded, cock-drunk expression was painted on her face.

Suddenly, the shaft lodged in her windpipe throbbed and her dreams came true as semen spurted out violently directly down into her stomach. She swallowed hard and fast, trying her best to keep down every last drop of love. Drinking from the tap turned out to be an apt expression as she slurped down what felt like a litre of thick cream. The last of his hot cum filled her mouth, some leaking out her lips, but she was able to keep the majority of the salty goo in her mouth as Sett pulled out. Still cognizant of her place as a dirty cumslut, Vi made a show of keeping her mouth open while she swirled his cum in her mouth. Such a mess was her face that as she breathed through her nose, a disgusting bubble of sticky saliva formed, adding to her tear-soaked brutally facefucked look. Finally, she swallowed it all down with a loud gulp before returning to Sett’s shaft and licking the residual semen still stuck on it.

“Mmmmmmm, that was so delicious. I love drinking down your cum. It’s the only drink befitting a dumb whore like me …” Her tongue lolled out of her mouth dumbly and fell backwards on her ass as she wrapped her arms around his leg and rested her well fucked face on his thigh. “Mmmmmmm … I’m in love with your cock … ” she purred. “Fuck me again ... just to make sure I’m pregnant … daddy …” 

“What?” Sett grabbed her by her hair again and yanked her face upwards, shooting a familiar pain down her scalp. “What did you call me?”

“D-daddy?” Vi replied, confused. 

Of course a pinked haired, tattooed up, closet slut would have daddy issues. That makes things easier, some more verbal abuse should be enough. The only question now is …

Sett reached down, yanking Vi’s entire body up until she was basically sitting in his lap, her back pressed against his chest.

… where can I go from here?

“Vi, you’re a whore.” Sett said with a straight voice. He locked her neck in with one arm and her torso, along with both of her arms with the other. “Do you know what that means?” He continued without giving her a chance to respond, not that her cock-drunk brain would’ve had much useful to say anyhow. “You’re nothing but a set of holes. The entire value of your life is measured by how good you are at milking semen from cocks. You’re not a police officer. You’re not even a person. Men don’t answer to you, you answer to whichever man currently owns your body and whichever cocks are placed in front of you, and right now that is me and mine. I own you. Do you understand?”

Even though she had already professed her sluttiness and lust of big dick, hearing it said to her was another step up in mind breaking humiliation. “Y-yes, daddy.”

“Good. Now be useful for once and fuck my cock with your ass.”

Her life quantified into whoredom, her existence broken, then broken again, Vi was trapped by her own cock-broken mind and diligently obeyed her new master, settling in her new life of being a willing cocksleeve. Legs still wobbly from the earlier hard fucking she’d recieved, she nontheless tried her best to lift both legs and plant her feet on the edges of the chair. She put her hands against Sett’s torso and lifted her ass over his shaft. Sett grabbed her buttcheeks with both hands, spreading them and adjusted slightly, lining up her sphincter entrance with his cockhead. Slowly, he lowered her onto him.

Vi saw stars or pain as just the tip pierced her virgin asshole. Her other holes were only virgins to cock when they had been claimed by her half-vastayan rapist, but they had at least experienced some sex before. Her rosebud, however, was a virgin to the highest of levels, having never even been touched by another person. Now it was being stretched wide open. She screamed weakly as the pain overwhelmed her. She’d never felt like this before. When she was on her feet getting her pussy raped viciously from behind, even that was nothing compared to what she was experiencing now. The pain continued until finally, the entire 8 inches of rock hard man meat was lodged firmly in her ass. For a moment there was reprieve. The eye watering pain was still present, but at least it wasn’t getting worse. Until Sett lifted her up by the ass and dropped her back down. Her eyes bulged open from the sudden impact and she shrieked like a banshee. Again 8 inches of cock ripped open her insides, roughly scraping her fleshy walls. She felt like she was going to die, like she was being torn open. 

“AAUGHHHHGHHH … AAAAAHHHHHHH … nghhhghhhh … AGUUGHGHHH” She voiced her pain with screams and whimpers each time her core was pierced. “HAHHGHGHHHHH … AGUHHUH-GLURKKKK!”

Suddenly, she felt Sett’s arm squeeze around her throat. Dully, she realized he only had one hand on her ass, incredibly bouncing her entire body on his cock with just the one hand, while the other arm clamped like a vise around the veins in her neck. Lacking oxygen, her mouth hung open but was unable to make any noise. What remained of rational thought in her brain turned into mush as she dumbly realized what was happening. I’m gonna fucking die. He’s going to choke me until I’m dead. I’m going to die with his arm around my throat and cock in my ass. Will he even notice? Or maybe he will just continue humping my corpse? Eventually my body will get cold, then he’d have to stop, right? Vi’s eyelids fluttered as she desperately clung on to life while her numbing body screamed for air and her mind rambled aimlessly. Finally, a second before she would have gone completely unconscious, the burning in her lungs was suddenly filled with a blast of cold air as the pressure around her throat relaxed. 

“Ughhhgh … y-you were going to kill me … daddy, please … I’ll be good … I’ll do whatever you want ...” Her brain, completely devoid of complex thought, spewed out incoherent ramblings past her lips. “Nhghhghhhhh … arughhhghh … fuuuuck …”

Sett stopped pounding Vi's ass for just a moment and moved to change positions. He released her abused throat completely, wrapping both hands around Vi’s thighs and standing up so he was holding her entire body in the air. Off balance, the pair tilted forwards abruptly and Vi’s face smashed painfully into the cell bars. Instinctively, Vi grabbed onto the bars and held on for dear life. Her body dangled precariously, her upper half suspended by her holding onto the bars, and her lower half by Sett gripping her thighs. 

“Good, hold on to those. If you slip, you’ll smash your brains out on the concrete floor and I’ll be forced to finish inside your corpse,” Without another word or a chance for Vi to prepare, Sett once again began rearranging Vi’s guts with his gigantic cock. 

Her previously vise-tight asshole already left loose and gaping, the pain shooting up her torso had subsided somewhat. Her entire torso felt full of burning heat and she couldn’t control herself. Combined with the adrenaline and shock of her near-death experience, Vi began to feel evidence of overwhelming sexual desire deep in her loins again. Arughhghhhh … Noooo … Why does it feel … good?! Once again, mindless whimpers of undeniable pleasure spilled from her lips. Oh f-fuck! I … UGHHH … I can’t cum from, from … ghuhghhhhnnn… from getting assfucked … arughhgh … can I?! 

Vi’s shameful vocalizations of pleasure only increased in intensity as her butt was fucked loose, and it was only a matter of time before her tormentor noticed and again taunted her for her filthy sluttiness.

“Such an ass-slut already? I sure hope Caitlyn is harder to break. Honestly, this is kind of disappointing.” 

However, if Sett hoped to trigger her into exciting defiance by mentioning her ex-lover, he failed. Vi was simply too far gone. She barely registered Caitlyn’s name. The only thing she could focus on was the rolling waves of pleasure crashing through her body as her ass was destroyed. It was simply too good. There existed a sensation, a shame to having her butt defiled that delivered a sexual pleasure greater than even getting her pussy or throat filled. Vi had truly been made into an buttslut, through and through. There was no coming back from this, not ever. The shameful, disgusting, delicious sensation of having a thick pillar ream her rear and rearrange her innards was seared permanently into her brain as the single hottest moment of her life. 

“Huhghhghh … fuckkkkk … k-keep goinggg … harder … arughgHGHHG, ARUGHHHHH, F-FUCK!” Her brainless moans of pleasure crescendoed as she climaxed. Mixed juices sprayed from her empty pussy directly onto the ground as she came hard just from being assfucked. Her legs stiffened, toes curled, and her grip on the metal bars tightened until her knuckles were white as flour. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth mindlessly and strings of drool leaked like a faucet as her eyes spun in their sockets and she saw stars.  

“Fuck, girl, you’re actually cumming from your ass,” Sett was genuinly suprised. Feeling the burn in his muscles from a night of hard fucking and twitching of his cock still pounding Vi’s ass like a piston, he felt his own climax approaching. “Where do you want this load, darling? Where do you want this creampie?” 

A weak moan and a whimper was her only response.

“Speak up, darling, I can’t hear you.” Sett taunted. “And don't forget to address me properly, babe.”

“CUM IN MY ASS, DADDY!” She screamed. After being brutally raped to orgasm after orgasm, the only parts of her mind that were still intact were the parts recognizing cock and cum. “Finish inside my asshole, I’m begging you! Make me your ass-slut! FILL ME UP! GIVE ME YOUR CUM!”

“As you wish, my dear,” With one last hard thrust, he buried his pipe for that last time that night deep inside of her anus. Vi felt her asshole stretch even just the slightest more as the invading instrument expanded in delivering its warm load. Her toned body shook and quivered with each rope of burning hot seed that splattered her rear tunnel. Overwhelming sensations of pleasure blasted her broken mind as her wave after wave of delicious hot semen coated her walls and filled her bowels to the brim with gooey spunk and burned her core in delight. She let out deep, throaty moans as she felt the last splashes of cream inside of her ass channel. A lusty groan accompanied a wet shluuukk-pop as Sett pulled out of her, a thin string of cum still connecting their well-used sex organs.

All of her holes thoroughly raped, creampied, and left gaping, Vi fell onto the ground in a heap while Sett slumped back into his chair. Her tongue hung out of her mouth while she drooled mindlessly on the floor. Her ass still hanging in the air, Sett was treated to a view of her well-fucked rump. In the aftershock throes of sexual frenzy, Vi shuttered and convulsed uncontrollably and each time she did so, a splooge of semen leaked from her asshole and ran down her clit and eventually her leg. She loved the sensations, more so than anything she’d ever experienced. 

Sett reached down and spanked his property hard, leaving a dark red handprint on her buttcheek. “You got any more adorable cumrags hanging around your precinct that I should get to know? Your lover, Caitlyn, perhaps? We could just go to her house and directly ask if she wants to suck my cock.”

Vi turned her head back with the eyes of a puppy begging her new owner for a walk. “When you rape Caitlyn’s brains out, could you blow a thick load into her asshole so I can drink your cum out of it?”

Sett leaned forwards and petted his newly trained cocksleeve on the head, earning a purr of pleasure. “Like I said earlier, darling. I’ll do anything for you.”





