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Throughout Athltea, architects and engineers build all kinds of important research stations and strategic bases which are built with top-notch quality and preserved with extensive care. However, as the years go by, some of these facilities may be forgotten or unattended due to their loss of worth, purpose, or damage. From average housing to strategic military buildings, old structures littered the landscape of Athltea. Out of safety, these rundown facilities are usually demolished to prevent them from becoming concrete traps waiting to collapse on themselves or become a secret Lumix nest. But there are also times when these places aren't properly cleared out.

Some facilities could be abandoned due to breaches, and sometimes no efforts are made to reclaim them. This would lead to some explorers and scavengers to test their luck on some run Drac Tech facilities to find any valuable items left behind. Things like old blueprints or DA parts can be sold in the black market where some criminal groups would even make their own DAs. The prospect of salvaging old materials is truly eye-catching, but only some have the knowledge to know where to search, what to look for, or defend themselves from the dangerous Lumixes. There were even cases of experienced scavengers going missing after encountering a single imp-class Lumix, the weakest of the alien monsters.

As a dark gray wolf named Zaxeta arrives at an abandoned facility located in a cold and mountainous region, this embarrassing case of a scavenger losing their lives to a weakling like an imp class would seem to repeat as the wolf was confident in their abilities and only brought a limited amount of items, that being a duffle bag, a flashlight, and a bundle of flares in their hands as they began to search for hidden treasures. The reason for this was simply because of pride, as an expert scavenger, Zax was confident of his resourcefulness and wanted to always be self-reliant even if he had fallen short at times.

“This place was the old test site for combat-specialized DAs, huh? Other abandoned facilities usually had only repair yet still undoubtedly valuable parts left behind so I wonder if there's some combat tech left behind here.”

With his flashlight in hand, Zax began his search in the test site which started with making his way through the lobby of the facility, which was now overgrown with plants and roots, to search for the experiment lab, usually located underground. It was a grueling search for Zax thanks to the blockages from collapsed ceilings and suffocating amounts of dust as he rummaged through old office rooms, looking for any sensitive papers left behind. Zax wouldn't have much luck searching the first floor for blueprints so once he found a worn-out plastic map still embedded in a crumbling column, he made his way to the lower floors of the facility where he was met with an annoying pitch-black darkness and limited ventilation.

“So much dust… But if that wall map is anything to go off of, the first lower floor is where light weaponry was developed, and the floors after this one will contain heavy weaponry like explosives and machine guns. If I could get even a single blueprint, it'll surely be worth a lot.”

But undeterred by the darkness and unbreathable conditions of the lower floors, Zax pressed forward, arriving at a small open space after passing some office rooms. Zax would then shine his light around the open space, slowly making out that the open space was a shooting range. A few rotting wooden shooting booths were on Zax’s left while a wide entrance was on his left. And with a quick shine of his flashlight to the left-most walls of the shooting range, Zax realizes that the bit of space to the right that led into the shooting range was for DAs to use.

“Sizable bullet casings too. .300 Winchester to 50 BMG, while the left range has 9mm and 45ACP scattered around. Strange that the ‘light’ weaponry of these combat DAs seemed to use rifle calibers.”

After investigating the shooting range, Zax pressed on, now arriving at the armory of the floor. And with just one glance through the armory’s dirty bulletproof glass, Zax noticed racks and racks of high-end guns as well as what looked to be a high-caliber rifle on a tripod with a few wires and tubes running from its bottom while a sign in the corner labels it as a shoulder-mounted DA weapon.

“Woah! They really left a whole armory behind?! This should already be worth a lot! I need to find a way in immediately!”

Although Zax had found a gold mine, it would be useless to him if he could not reach it. Reaching it would prove impossible as the blast door leading to the armory seemed to have been melted by a corrosive substance. The strange damage to the door seemed to be the reason why the guns inside had not been retrieved yet as conventional entrance proved to be impossible. Zax already knew to try the bulletproof glass but he had no items to help him out. But when it seemed that there was no other solution to get into the armory, Zax spotted a reflective surface in the distance which turned out to be an untouched firefighting cabinet with a fire axe inside.

“Even though the glass is thick, I should be able to break through the window. Most jewelry stores have shatter-resistant cases, but giving it a hammering for a few minutes will eventually get the glass to break. It'll take a while to break in by force, but I don't really want to split the profits by hiring someone with the right tools.”

With his new tool in hand, Zax returned to the armory and began hacking away at the thick glass. Zax immediately went for a heavy swing, and when the head collided with the glass, it bounced off immediately. The tough glass seemed to be impenetrable due to how Zax’s axe bounced back but when he saw the giant scratch and crack he left behind, he continued his efforts and began chipping away at the glass. Each swing did kick up dust and produce a loud scratching noise, but that wouldn't be a problem for Zax as there wasn't anyone around to complain. That was what Zax thought until he glanced at the small room before the armory’s melted door, noticing a faint cyan hue in contrast to his bright white flashlight.

“What's that over there… An exposed wire? Does electricity still run in this place?”

Leaving the axe on the ground with a tired drop, Zax cautiously approached the hue before his flashlight blinded him back when it reflected against a lustrous surface. This time, it wasn't a glass case or some clean metal, but the sheen of Lumix goo seeped through the cracked walls of the armory, attracted by the commotion Zax was making from trying to break inside of it.

“Ah! Shit! There’s Lumix here?!”

The appearance of Lumix goo immediately startled Zax but he quickly unzipped his duffle bag to bring out his pack of flares, intending to scare the Lumix away with the heat it produced. However, Zax wouldn't get the opportunity to do so as a tendril created by the creeping Lumix goo suddenly jetted towards him, scratching his cheek, leaving behind the sensation of agonizing acidic burn.

“Bastards! And more are coming and taking shape! I need to get the hell out of here, quick!”

Understanding the severity of the situation, Zax immediately picked himself up to flee just as hundreds of imp-class Lumixes melted through the armory walls he was trying to break into. The armory may be open now but with the presence of the Lumix, looting would be impossible. And so Zax left in haste without looking back until he was met with the natural light of the outside world. But once he did look back after arriving at the first floor, he noticed the Lumixes’ cyan hue trailing him, forcing him to exit the building completely

“Fuck… Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! This could have been an amazing haul! But these damn pests had to show up!”

Now outside, Zax continued to make his way out of the facility perimeter, only to find out that the Lumixes were already hot on his tail. Zax’s ears and tail shot up from the frightening speed which the Lumixes were catching up to him. He would try to slow them down by lighting flares and throwing them at the mass of goo that was chasing up but all it did was seemingly enrage the Lumix, making them spit acidic goo at the wolf as they ran. The wolf was able to avoid most of the acidic spit, but a few strands landed on their shoulder, thigh, and tail, forcing them to take off their jacket and endure the burning sensation on their body as they made their way to the spot where they parked their motorcycle. But since the Lumixes were so fast, Zax wouldn't be able to start the motorcycle in time, deciding to pass by his vehicle to try and lose the Lumixes in the woods.

“Huff… huff… Who knew these things would be so tenacious…”

As Zax ran, the injuries he sustained from the Lumixes’ acidic goo were starting to take a toll on him. Zax had an average yet enduring physique but even then he didn't seem to be able to last any longer. And since pain was the only thing Zax could focus on, he didn't even realize he was nearing a cliff edge.

“W-Woah! Shit!!!”

In the nick of time, Zax stopped himself from tumbling off the tall cliff. But the Lumix was still hot on his tail, leading to Zax being attacked once again. Zax tried to dodge and continue running around the cliff edge but the mass of Lumixes spat a thick blob of goo that hit his shoulder, putting the wolf out of balance and unfortunately causing them to tumble down. And the fall was a long way down too. Zax thought to himself that he at least wouldn't be milked and eaten by the Lumix, instead dying from falling as he tried to run away from them.

That would be Zax’s last thoughts until he suddenly blacked out, not because he died on impact but because he hit his head on a branch on the way down. By complete coincidence, Zax had fallen off a cliff that had multiple small trees growing by its sides, allowing the soft branches to soften his fall. He luckily only hit his head on a branch, but he still fell from a considerable height. By the time Zax had reached the ground, he was barely breathing with multiple broken bones, not to mention burns all over his body from the Lumixes’ acidic goo.

“Ugh… Wh-What happened… My body… It hurts all over…”

After falling off the cliff, Zax wakes up and realizes that the Lumixes somehow did not give chase after knocking him off nor was he eaten in his sleep. Zax was still horribly injured, though, and could feel that an ankle was horribly sprained while there seemed to be an uncountable amount of cracks from his shoulders all the way down. But by some miracle, his arms didn't hurt as much as everything, and quickly used it to crawl towards some shrubbery to hide, only to unknowingly stumble before the feet of a giant black and red creature who was watching him from afar.

“Woah! What the hell are you!”

“Hello there, wolf~ And how lucky that you crawled your way towards me~ looking for help? Even after that fall, I see that your eyes still work. Or maybe it was just a coincidence that you crawled towards the same bushes I was hiding in?”

“A-A DDA?! A ranger DDA with the voice of a female too! And in the middle of these woods!!!”

Quickly startled by the appearance of a DDA, Zax sits up by reflex, screaming in pain before falling over by his side. And while Zax was panting from agony, the DDA before him did not even help, simply circling around him, observing the state of the wolf’s health and their injuries and looking how to exploit them.

“You poor thing… I bet you really need help, right? If only I could give you some!”

“You're a damn DDA, right?! You shouldn't be messing around with an injured– person…”

“What's that? Did you bite your tongue?”

Once the pain of his broken body subsided, Zax raised his head to look at the DDA circling him, its black and red accent particularly catching his eye as DDAs usually came in a matte green and dark gray color. However, the unusual color wasn't what piqued Zax’s interest, but the logo on the base of the DDA’s tail. In his line of work, the logo was the unmistakable patch of the criminal group Auva 61 Battalion. The logo was simple but striking, being an image of the recognizable Cyrpus pin with the number 61 stamped across it.

“Who the hell are you…”

“I don't know why I should be surprised that you know what's on the base of my tail. Since you won't last any longer before a pack of Lumix finds you and finishes you off, my name is Sydney, and I was also looking to find some spoils left behind in the facility you were searching.”

“Tch. And let me guess, you'll only help me if I have the money. You damn sharks…”

“Mmm… Maybe~ Or… We could reach some sort of… agreement~”

“Be your pawn? Oh please… Just leave me here if that’s what you'll ask of me.”

“Very well then. I’m glad that it was quite easy to talk to you.”

“Pfft. Fuck off then, skank. You Drive Armors are disgusting anyways. Running on reproductive fluids? What kind of mad inventor would make such a machine…”

Being knowledgeable about black marketing and the criminal activity that goes along with it, Zax knew a lot about how Auva 61 operated and knew never to trust its members. Even though he is at luck’s end, Zax decides to shove Sydney away, surprising the DDA as the prideful wolf refuses conditional help despite their injuries. And to Zax’s horror, Sydney wouldn’t press any further, simply turning away from the injured wolf to go about their search in the same facility Zax failed to loot. This would finally force Zax to swallow his pride, calling out to Sydney to try and reach a fair deal.

“Wait! Come on, let’s bargain a bit! You can’t leave me here!”

“Oh? Did someone finally come to their senses?”

But thankfully, Sydney was all ears the moment Zax pleaded for her help, returning to the wolf before smugly leaning down to their level, extending a red tentacle from their cockpit which they used to raise the defeated wolf’s sorry chin.

“...”

“Speak, pup. Let’s hear your terms~”

“Ngh… I-I have nothing…”

“Oh~? Then I guess it’s my turn to speak. Hmm… So you say you have nothing? I can see you still have something, something that’s with you all the time~”

“What the hell do you mean…”

“Dignity~ If you can’t pay me then pay with your dignity.”

“The hell are you going to do? Turn me into a prostitute? In my condition?”

“You can still sit up and shout, right? I’m sure you still have the strength to do something to please me~”

Zax could barely read Sydney’s intentions while also finding it hard to sacrifice his dignity, especially to a DA which he always thought was the creation of a pervert who wormed their way into the upper echelons of Drac Tech. Returning to the matter at hand, Zax still remained quiet with a defiant look, unable to imagine what giving up his dignity to a DA would even lead to.

“Gonna say anything? Do you want me to leave you behind? Speak up before I change my mind.”

“What the hell do you want me to do then, bitch?!”

“So feisty~ But I assume you’re willing to do what it takes to be saved. Here, I'll show you have you have to do…”

“Huh? Hey! Get your tentacle away from me! Ngah! You’re choking me!”

Hearing the willingness in Zax’s desperate voice as he questions his task for the DA, Sydney uses the tentacle she had prepared to mockingly rub the wolf’s chin to suddenly wrap around Zax’s, pulling him under her belly and to her lower body. Zax would only be resisting the tentacle for a few moments before the dragging stopped but once it did, he was suddenly surprised by the appearance of a lengthy red latex cock that was dripping with sweet-smelling lubricant. Sydney would then tug a little more on Zax’s neck, causing the wolf’s face to brush against her 15-inch length and coercing the wolf to give it a taste.

“No way… No way!!! I’m not doing this! A-And aren’t you a girl?!”

“How I present myself should be the least of your problems. Now, treat it with your tongue, and once I’m satisfied, I’ll finally lend you my help~”

“No, no! Fuck this! I’m not sucking robot cock for help!”

Unfortunately, no matter how much Zax tugged on the tentacle around his neck, it simply wouldn’t budge. And when he tried to crawl out from underneath Sydney, the DA simply pulled him back in and brushed her length against his face, taunting the wolf with an offer they couldn’t refuse. But seeing there seemed to be no other choice than to obey, Zax made a hesitant gulp, raising his paws to hold on to the rubbery cock before slowly opening his mouth and accepting the thick glans into his maw.

“O-Oh~ You’re finally getting started, huh? Good toy~ Don’t worry, I made sure it was tasty for you so there wouldn’t be any fuss~”

“(Ugh, this is so humiliating… But once she helped me and I get to sell the guns in the armory I found, I’m going to fucking take this bitch down along with her shitty association…)”

Closing his eyes as he severed Sydney’s cock, Zax’s head filled with resentment to the DDA yet he had no choice but to obey her or be left behind to die from his injuries. At least Sydney had the courtesy to apply sweet lubricant on her cock, allowing Zax to ease his mind to forget he was sucking on a rubbery dildo for his life. For now, Zax’s servicing went slow and steady; his tongue working gently on the DA cock which twitched every other suck. Zax couldn't taste the difference but precum in the form of more edible lubricant had started to leak from Sydney as pleasure readings rose.

Normally, the way a DA would experience pleasure was when they would share their senses with a pilot, usually for better teamwork or simple recreation. The blowjob Sydney was forcing Zax to give her would fall on the latter category, and with Zax desperately sucking away under Sydney, she could help but give a soft robotic moan, clearly enjoying the wolf’s tongue and the fun of degrading them.

“Now, now… Don't be afraid to use both of your hands to keep it steady. You're really getting me excited~”

“Shlk, shlk, shlk… (The audacity of this– Ugh!)”

Only a few minutes into Zax’s blowjob and Sydney was already getting giddy, wishing more from the wolf as she reminded them that they could handle her cock anyway they like. Of course, Zax only saw this as further mockery and decided against it. But when Sydney noticed that Zax wasn't serving her better, she suddenly dragged the tentacle around the wolf’s neck to dig her cock further into her throat. Zax immediately began to suffocate from the sudden plunge but he could not eject and continued to gag on the sweet rubbery length. And if things couldn't get worse, Sydney began to thrust her hips, teasing the pleasurable nerves of her cock with the poor wolf’s tongue, dribbling lubricant as she went in and out until she finally burst.

“Nghh~! ❤️Now, swallow for mommy!”

“Mmmph!!! (O-Oh god… I can't close my mouth!) Glug, glug, glug… Cough, cough!”

A large helping of lubricant quickly filled Zax’s throat with no way to resist thanks to Sydney’s latex cock compressing enough to fill his throat completely despite its monstrous girth. Sydney’s load was also strangely warm, further disgusting Zax who would finally be allowed to eject as he'd cough out lubricant into the ground before being dragged by his neck once more so that Sydney could finally heal him.

“Wasn't too bad wasn't it?”

“Just heal me already!”

“So impatient… But don't worry, I can keep my word~”

Zax didn't have much hope at the very start yet he would be pleasantly surprised when Sydney would actually help him. To do so, the DA extended another tentacle from their back, this time a sharp and pointy one that tore up Zax’s ruined clothes.

“H-Hey! My underwear is fine! You don't have to take it off!”

“I know. But you know… What's really stopping you from… keeping you to turn you into my toy?”

“Don't even think about it!”

“It's only fair that you'll be my source of entertainment for fixing you up with my expensive nanobots!”

Once Sydney finished speaking, the sharp tentacle quickly sliced Zax’s underwear off before two thin tubes extended from the DAs back which they would use to spray their nanobots onto Zax’s wounds. It would swiftly be applied to the burnt and inflamed parts of the wolf’s body, and after a brief tingling sensation, Zax’s body was now as good as new. But despite being healed, Zax knew his problems weren’t over, because if they were, Sydney should have left his underwear on and placed him down by now. Instead, the sharp tentacle returned, now pressing against Zax’s neck as Sydney now demanded obedience from the betrayed wolf.

“I did as you asked, now let go of me!”

“Why would I? What are you going to do, cry? Hehe, you're mine now, and you can do nothing about it~”

“No! Put me down, you bitch!”

“Don’t worry, pet, I'll take good care of you~ But if you try to resist me and leave… I'll cut your arms and legs off so you don't run away again. Just be my toy. All you'll ever need to do is entertain me. Doesn’t that sound nice? Now, a good toy is an obedient one, so do me a favor and wear this little gift for me~”

“Wh-What the hell is that?!”

As the sharp tentacle kept Zax frozen in place, Sydney brought out a gas mask for the wolf to wear. It was a shiny red gas mask just like her latex tentacles with a cock gag and nasal tubes throbbing and twirling around as it neared Zax’s face. Zax quickly turned his head away to resist, but the sharp tentacle threatened to pierce into his neck, choking the wolf to stop unless they wanted to make a bloody fountain. The choking eventually got to the point that Zax had to gasp for air which was also the perfect opportunity for Sydney to slap the gas mask right onto the wolf’s face, forcing the cock gag down their throat and the tubes to enter Zax’s nose.

Once again, Zax struggled relentlessly, swinging his head around only to be met with a sharp pain as Sydney went through with her threat, digging the tentacle's sharp tip against the wolf’s neck. This unprecedented follow-up easily caught Zax off guard, but now that he knew Sydney wasn’t messing around, he tried his best to compose himself and get comfortable with the lewd gas mask.

“Mmmphh…”

“You really thought I wasn’t going to stab you? Now know your place! And your place is to be bound and snug in my cockpit~ But first, let’s set some ground rules. First, you will only address me as ‘Mommy’ from now on. And second, no disobeying me. I won’t hesitate to make an amputation or two if you ever feign obedience. Don’t worry, I treat good toys well~ I'll give you some freedom as I stuff you in my cockpit, but if you don’t do as I say, I'll make sure to give you the proper punishment. Deal? Good!”

“Mmmm!!! (O-Oh god! She’s making me breathe and swallow something sweet! This isn’t good! It’s probably the lubricant and something else, or something worse!)”

Once Sydney was finished monologuing, the DA began to pump aphrodisiac gas and goo straight into Zax’s system, making the wolf panic once more. But under the threat of the tentacle around his neck, all Zax could do was endure the pumping of gas and goo into his body while Sydney began applying a latex coating to the wolf, making sure each part was tight and stimulating. Zax would continue to remain idle as he was filled with aphrodisiac and applied a latex coating, the only expression he could make was a teary-eyed one, scared to death under the threat of Sydney’s cruelty.

The filling of aphrodisiac goo eventually stopped while the gas decreased in pressure, giving Zax a bit of breathing room as he was completely covered in latex. However, with the aphrodisiac now in Zax’s system, lustful thoughts immediately began to spring out while his arousal was at an all-time high. Drool began to drip while his knot escaped his sheath, luckily being let out by the tight latex suit but was then enveloped with everything from the waist down. Everything from Zax’s paws and tail was covered, and when Sydney tested the sensitivity by simply brushing a tentacle against the wolf’s side, Zax immediately jerked his body in response.

“Everything is going all according to plan… But although a gas mask is nice and all, I can't really hear your pleas or obedience, so you're going to have to wear my Synolar. It'll also help me look out for any unwanted ideas from you~”

After Zax was coated and fed aphrodisiacs, Sydney then brought out her controlling Synolar. Zax was still in the right mind at this point but was barely holding on to his sanity as the fast-acting gas scrambled his mind while the goo in his stomach threatened to numb his thinking once they were digested completely. For now, Zax still had the capacity to think and resist, squeezing his neck and shoulder together before the tentacle around his neck strangled obedience out of him. As Sydney did before, this harsh punishment worked to loosen Zax’s body, allowing the Synolar to snap onto the wolf’s neck, and allowing the DA to control him on a whim.

But instead of immediately controlling Zax to become an obedient pet, Sydney wanted the wolf to take the initiative to submit themselves willingly, dropping Zax into their latex-lined cockpit before swiftly closing it up. And when Zax found himself landing on Sydney’s puffy latex, he quickly got up just as the cockpit closed completely, looking around to see that the interior had a dim red light, reminiscent of mood lighting, and a small screen where the tentacle that would extend to connect Zax’s head to Sydney’s should have been.

“Hello, pet~ How do you like my special cockpit? It has nice lighting and a screen for you to see your new owner~ And I guess now that the aphrodisiac is inside of you and we'll just wait for it to break down and activate, the gas mask can go so I can hear you call my name. The Synolar stays on. I hope I don't catch you thinking ill about me~”

Without any warning, Sydney pulled away her gas mask from Zax’s face, trailing snot and saliva from the cock gag and nasal tubes that were inside. This sudden retraction also got Zax into a coughing fit thanks to how fat the cock gag embedded into his throat. But once he gathered himself amidst the lewd thoughts creeping into his mind, he immediately gave a resentful glare to the screen that displayed Sydney, uselessly punching it and hurting his hand in the process as the screen was properly reinforced.

“Ooh~ Someone's getting feisty! But why would you treat your kind mommy with such contempt? I was so kind to treat your wounds that would have taken months in the hospital for absolutely free!”

“You want to hold me as your prisoner, you bitch! Let me out!”

“Let you out? Into the dangerous Lumix-filled wilderness? Oh, sweetie… You're perfectly safe with me! Forever…”

Despite the uncontrollable lust gnawing at Zax’s rationality, he remained persistent in resisting Sydney further which he would do by kicking and scratching at her latex interior which was all for naught due to his claws being dulled by the tight suit that wrapped around him. Not only that but the cockpit was thoroughly lubricated, making Zax slip around with every punch or kick and inadvertently arousing himself as the sensitive suit teased his body against every surface he pressed against.

“If you stop your ruckus now, I'm willing to forgive you, you know? But if you continue… Well, let's just say I'll have you begging for mercy~”

“B-Bullshit! God… Why… so horny… But I can't be swayed by it… I need to escape!”

“Last chance…”

“Don't fuck with me!”

And so with his last bits of composure, Zax focused his efforts on destroying the screen in front of him, all for naught of course as it was too strong for his rubbery knuckles to even crack. After a few more minutes, Zax completely tires out, panting relentlessly in the slippery cockpit while Sydney simply giggles about the wolf’s futile attempt at resistance. And now that Zax was being overtaken by the lustful aphrodisiac, he slowly began to reconsider Sydney’s offer to become her pet. However, it was too late for that, and Zax had already shown his unwillingness.

“Huff… huff… So horny… What have you done to me!”

“Given up yet? Good~ I would have given you a nice pampering, a gentle full body teasing with soft tentacles brushing against your belly and chest while I squish you around my lubricated cockpit. But since you decided to be an unruly little pup, you need to be taught a lesson for disobeying your kind mommy~”

As Zax writhed around in the slippery cockpit, longing for pleasure with his hands now stroking his length to quell his desire, Sydney manipulated many tentacles to restrain the wolf, binding their hands and legs together before a thicker one wrapped around Zax’s waist to suspend tie him to the cockpit’s ceiling. Although the cockpit wasn't too spacious, Zax would still be made to dangle like a pinata, flailing his stumpy limbs before he suddenly felt an object poking at his backside.

The poor wolf would be unable to turn around before a sizable tentacle with a phallic tip slipped right into their ass while the condom of Sydney’s cock sleeve extended to meet Zax’s crotch. And without any build-up or warning, the dildo pounded fast, and the milking condom squeezed roughly making Zax’s eyes shrink in surprise before moaning loudly from each squeeze and penetration. The sound of slapping liquid would also join Zax’s struggles while Sydney would bring forth a tentacle to mockingly rub the wolf’s chin before giving a hearty chuckle.

“Huhu~ Having a hard time, pet?”

“P-Please! Stop, stop! I'm already so sore! (You fucking bitch! I'll kill you!)”

“It's only been a minute and you're already begging me to stop? I can hear your thoughts, you know? But if you're truly repentful, you should have submitted it to me much sooner. Now look at you, even with your angry thoughts, you're drooling with tears in your eyes and a regretful face. It's a shame it had to be this way. We could have gotten along quite nicely...”

“I-I'll do anything you want! Just stop this horrible torture! (Ngaaah! Fuck! Fuck!!!)”

“You'll need to know your lesson for resisting and thinking ill against me. Maybe an hour of rough milking and pounding? That should be enough to let you process your mistake. I'm not cruel, but I see this as a just punishment for an unruly mutt like you~”

“Noooo!!!”

With no choice but to endure, Zax had no choice but to be relentlessly fucked and squeezed by the dildo and condom. But in truth, it wouldn't really be an hour as the screen in front of Zax that showed Sydney’s smug face was suddenly replaced by a red and white spiral, immediately catching the wolf’s attention where they'd then find themselves staring intently at it. The spiral quickly amplified Zax’s lustful desires propagated by the aphrodisiac in his body, causing him to immediately stop struggling and to simply allow himself to be fucked.

Zax wouldn't even realize that he had cummed from the built-up pleasure as he was now completely entranced by the spiral, his eyes gaining the same hypnotizing pattern as he continued to be mesmerized by it. The rough fu

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