Chapitre 63: Breaking Point Part 2 (+18)
It's been a while since I've made this little notes before a chapter.
First, I feel sick I even wrote ts.
Second, I forgot the illustrations of the girls last Chapter and how the Breeding Stands Look.
Arina
Cassidy
Domino
Annie
Oakley
Wendy
Jessie
Enjoy the chapter, after Im done with the Breaking Point Saga we are going to the Pokemon League and having wholesome dates with Helena, oh sweat Helena, you deserve better than the Sexually Insanes Dune and Helena.
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Gardevoir entered the room where the selected few were after she and Dune dealt with the girls in the Breaking Point main chamber. Her posture was calm and composed as she pushed a new cart of white, thick liquid toward the restrained women.
It had been hours of leaving the high-rankings squirming alone, and Gardevoir still wanted to have her fun in the cart beside the "rations" where multiple sex toys, buckets, and items none of the girls could guess what their intended use was for, despite some of them having experience in torture and interrogation.
The faint sound of metal clinking against the polished floor echoed in the room. The dim red light illuminated the walls, and the breeding stands where the women were bound.
Gardevoir's expression was one of cold efficiency as she approached each of the women, evaluating their condition clinically, her eyes scanning them with the precision of a machine.
She started with Arina, then moved on to Cassidy, Domino, Annie, Oakley, Jessie, and Wendy.
As she inspected them, her movements were careful but unrelenting. One by one, she stripped the women naked, ignoring their gasps of indignation and fear as their clothes were discarded onto the floor.
Their bodies trembled under her gaze, though none of them dared speak.
With a flick of her hand, the breeding stands lowered to a more comfortable position, the mechanical whirring of the gears humming softly in the background.
Each woman now sat lower, restrained but given just enough slack to ease the strain on their bodies.
Gardevoir placed dog bowls in front of them, the crude gesture further dehumanizing the Rocket members.
She took a step back and began pouring the thick white liquid into each bowl—Dune's semen, their only source of sustenance.
The heavy and potent smell filled the room, and the sight of the bowls brimming with the sticky substance caused some of them to have tears roll down their face.
Gardevoir, standing tall and immaculate in her cow-print bikini, began her monologue, her voice dripping with a cold, mocking satisfaction.
"Rejoice, all of you. As payment for your crimes and for the countless lives you have taken, your punishment will be to create new lives."
"That is to say, we will break and raise you again and again until you repent from what you've done." Her tone was serene, yet the threat in her words was unmistakable.
"Some of you may bear his offspring, and in doing so, you will understand the weight of the lives you have destroyed."
"The pain you have inflicted will be returned to you, but not through death—through life."
Oakley and Domino were the first to break under the pressure. Their hunger and the heat coursing through their bodies became unbearable, driving them to lower their faces to the bowls.
They began lapping up the semen like animals, their faces flushed with shame but desperate for relief from the gnawing hunger and lust that consumed them.
Cassidy and Jessie, however, resisted longer, their defiance still flickering despite their desperate circumstances.
They refused to lower themselves to the bowls, their pride keeping them from surrendering so easily.
Gardevoir's sharp eyes noticed their hesitation, and a flash of anger crossed her usually composed face.
"Such arrogance," she hissed, her voice turning icy. "You dare waste Master Dune's precious gift?" Without another word, Gardevoir picked up the two bowls of semen from in front of Cassidy and Jessie, raising them to her lips and downing the thick liquid in one swift motion.
Her throat worked as she swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving theirs, the message clear—if they would not accept Dune's gift, she would.
Cassidy and Jessie stared in shock, their resolve shaken as Gardevoir set the empty bowls down with a loud clink.
The tension in the room was thick. The other women watched with wide eyes as Gardevoir stood before Cassidy and Jessie, her body rigid with barely contained anger.
She was moments away from delivering punishment, but just as Gardevoir was about to act, the heavy door to the chamber swung open, and Dune stepped into the room.
His massive frame filled the doorway, his cold gaze sweeping the scene before him. The room fell silent; Dune's presence was imposing, commanding, and overwhelming.
Gardevoir straightened immediately, her expression softening as she stepped back, bowing her head in deference to her master. "Master Dune," she said softly, her voice returning to its usual calm. "I was just about to correct their behavior."
Dune's eyes lingered on Cassidy and Jessie, their defiance now replaced with fear under his piercing gaze.
Dune said nothing at first, his silence speaking louder than words as he slowly approached the group. The heavy thud of his footsteps echoed in the chamber.
"Leave them to me," Dune said, his voice a deep rumble that sent a shiver through the women.
'Why do all the bad girls look good as hell? Even the second division was good, but this one look like models; they'll do for good maids,' Dune thought.
Dune's towering presence made Jessie squirm in her restraints. Her defiance remained strong despite her situation's hopelessness.
As Dune prepared to engage in his favorite activity, the scales of his crotch shifted to reveal his flaccid member, tired from all the use.
Jessie let out a heavy sigh of relief when her eyes caught sight of Dune's flaccid cock, thinking—mistakenly—that this was his full length at 7 inches.
But that relief quickly evaporated as Gardevoir moved beside Dune, reaching out with her delicate fingers to stroke Dune's cock.
Her hands moved with practiced precision, playing with the tip and gripping the base, bringing Dune to full mast.
Jessie's eyes widened in horror as Dune's cock grew inch by inch until it reached its full, imposing length—13 and a half inches, a monstrous size that made Jessie's stomach drop.
Jessie squirmed, her body writhing in helpless defiance as her exposed pussy, already dripping wet, twitched involuntarily.
She knew what was coming, but the reality of it felt unbearable; once Dune thought he was fully erect, he moved behind Jessie and ordered Gardevoir to drop the Breeding Stand even further.
Jessie, now on her knees with her ass high in the air, couldn't see Dune, but the feeling of his massive cock rubbing along her back and ass was unmistakable, its heat sending shockwaves through her trembling body.
"You're a fucking hypocrite, you know that?" Jessie spat, trying to keep her voice steady despite the growing panic in her chest.
"You and that slut maid of yours, playing house with your twisted little games—dressing her up like some sort of—"
Her insult was cut short as Dune's cock slid further down her back, pressing against her exposed ass.
Jessie's breath caught in her throat as its sheer size and heat registered fully. She tried to move, but the restraints of the breeding stand held her firmly in place.
All she could manage was to wiggle her hips from side to side, unintentionally grinding her butt against Dune's cock.
"Stop squirming," Gardevoir said, her voice cold yet calm. Or I'll cut your rations even further." The threat was enough to stop Jessie's erratic movements, though her body continued to tremble in fear or anticipation.
Jessie, despite her courageous facade, was terrified. The heat from Dune's cock was overwhelming as it pressed harder against her back and ass, sliding down toward her pussy.
"It won't fit!" Jessie screamed, her voice breaking as she thrashed uselessly against her restraints. "It's too big—it won't fit!"
Gardevoir knelt beside Jessie, her eyes full of amusement and disdain. She reached out, forcing Jessie's ass up higher, positioning her correctly for Dune.
"Oh, Jessie," Gardevoir said with a mocking tone, inspecting Jessie's glistening pussy closely. "Despite being so old, somehow, you're still a virgin. Unlike the others, who have vast experience… How quaint."
Jessie's face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and anger. She struggled harder, but it was useless—Gardevoir's grip on her was firm, and the breeding stand held her in place.
"You're insane, both of you!" Jessie spat, her voice trembling with fear as she turned her head to glare at Gardevoir. "You and that Garchomp are fucking insane!"
Gardevoir's expression darkened for a moment, a shadow passing over her face, but then she smiled—a bright, cheerful smile that sent a cold shiver down Jessie's spine.
"We don't care,"
Gardevoir said softly, her voice laced with an unsettling sweetness, spanking Jessie's ass.
Dune, silent and towering, didn't need words. His actions spoke louder. As Gardevoir took hold of Jessie's hips, positioning her ass perfectly, Dune lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against Jessie's tight entrance.
Jessie turned her head desperately, looking for help from the other women, but to her horror, she saw them hunched over, lapping up the bowls of cum they had been served.
Oakley and Domino were already finished, their faces flushed with shame and arousal. Only Cassidy's defiant eyes met Jessie's, but even she remained silent, already repenting from not eating from the bowl earlier.
"No… please…" Jessie whimpered, but her voice was drowned out as Dune began to push forward.
The head of his cock pressed against Jessie's tight, dripping pussy, and despite her body's natural lubrication, the sheer size of him made her wince in pain.
Jessie bit her lip, trying to hold back the scream building in her throat as Dune slowly forced his way inside.
Her pussy stretched around him, the sensation overwhelming as her walls clenched involuntarily against his massive girth.
"Rejoice, Jessie," Gardevoir whispered in her ear, her voice almost soothing. "You're about to experience the true meaning of freedom."
Jessie screamed.
Dune began to push deeper inside Jessie, his monstrous cock stretching her tight, virgin pussy to its absolute limit.
Her scream echoed through the chamber, a mix of pain and shock as she felt her walls struggling to accommodate the sheer size of him. Every inch that slid into her felt like a new wave of agony, and she thrashed against the restraints, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
"Stop… please… it's too much," Jessie begged, her voice breaking between her sobs.
She tried to move her hips due to the unbearable pressure inside her, but Gardevoir's cold hands held her firmly in place.
Gardevoir's expression remained unreadable as she watched Jessie's suffering. "This is your punishment," she said softly, almost as if she were offering comfort.
"For all the lives you've ruined, for all the Pokemon you've stolen, for every person and Pokemon you've wronged, this is justice. You should be grateful Master Dune has chosen to grant you this experience."
Jessie whimpered, her body trembling violently as Dune continued to push into her, inch by inch.
His cock felt like it was never-ending and so warm it felt as if she was boiling; Jessie couldn't understand how something could... fill her completely.
She gasped for breath, her head spinning as her body was assaulted by sensations she couldn't control.
Dune, now fully sheathed inside her, let out a low growl of satisfaction.
'It's been a long time before I've tasted a different girl from this quality, and she is so tight; when you are big, any hole feels tight, but when they are like this, you feel like the walls are clenching against you.'
His claws gripped her hips firmly, his immense size making Jessie feel completely helpless beneath him.
Her pussy, though drenched with her own juices, struggled to handle the girth and length of him, her walls twitching and pulsing around his cock in a desperate attempt to adjust.
Jessie's breathing came in ragged gasps, and her mind raced as she tried to comprehend the situation.
She had never imagined herself in such a degrading position, completely at the mercy of this beast and his twisted maid.
She turned her head slightly, trying to find an escape, but the other women—Cassidy, Oakley, Domino, and the rest—offered no comfort. Their bodies were trembling from the effects of the semen they had been forced to eat.
"I told you to rejoice, Jessie," Gardevoir continued, "Master Dune is giving you the chance to atone for your sins. You will create new life—again and again. That is your purpose now. Accept it."
Jessie shook her head, trying to deny the truth of Gardevoir's words, but her body betrayed her.
Despite the pain, despite the humiliation, a strange warmth was building deep inside her.
Her pussy, still painfully stretched around Dune's cock, was starting to respond to the relentless stimulation. Her juices flowed freely, coating his cock as he began to move inside her.
"No… no, I can't…" Jessie whispered, her voice trembling. But it was no use. Her body was reacting against her will, and she could feel the humiliating arousal pooling between her legs.
Dune finally managed to slide whole into Jessie and now started to thrust, slow and deliberately at first, his massive cock sliding in and out of Jessie's trembling pussy with ease now that she was thoroughly lubricated.
Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her body, her breasts bouncing with the force of his movements.
Jessie's mind was a blur, torn between the unbearable pain and the pleasure that was starting to build inside her; she could feel the blunt spikes messing up her insides each time he moved and how the bumps around his cock teased pleases she didn't know could be touched.
As Dune's pace increased, Jessie's moans grew louder despite her desperate attempts to hold them back.
Her body was betraying her completely now, and each thrust from Dune pushed her closer to the edge.
She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the sensations, but it was useless. The heat inside her was growing stronger, overwhelming her senses.
"You can't fight it, Jessie," Gardevoir whispered, her voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. "Your body is already surrendering. Just give in."
Jessie shook her head weakly, tears streaming down her face as she tried to resist the inevitable. But Dune's relentless fucking was too much.
With each thrust, he drove deeper inside her, his cock hitting spots she had never even known existed. The combination of pain and pleasure was unbearable, and her body finally started to give in.
Jessie let out a broken cry as her pussy clenched tightly around Dune's cock, her first orgasm ripping through her with a force that left her gasping for air.
Her entire body shook as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, her juices flowing freely down Dune's cock into his thighs.
Dune didn't stop. He continued to thrust into her with increasing intensity, his claws digging into her hips as he took full control of her body.
Jessie's mind went blank, lost in the overwhelming sensations as her pussy continued to spasm around him.
Gardevoir watched with cold satisfaction as Jessie's body betrayed her, the once defiant woman reduced to a sobbing, trembling mess beneath Dune. "You see?" Gardevoir said softly, leaning in close to Jessie's ear. "This is your true purpose. To serve Master Dune in every way possible."
Jessie's breath came in ragged gasps, her body trembling uncontrollably as Dune pounded into her with brutal force.
She had never felt so humiliated. And yet, as her second orgasm began to build inside her, she couldn't deny the twisted pleasure that was taking over her.
With one final, powerful thrust, Dune buried himself deep inside Jessie, his cock twitching as he reached his climax.
Thick, hot cum flooded Jessie's pussy, filling her to the brim and spilling out onto the floor beneath them.
Jessie let out a choked sob as she felt the warmth of his seed inside her as if hot boiling water was pouring inside her.
Dune pulled out slowly, his cock still dripping with cum as he stepped back, leaving Jessie limp and trembling in the breeding stand.
Her pussy, stretched and swollen, continued to leak his cum onto the floor as she lay there, completely spent.
Gardevoir smiled, her gaze lingering on Jessie's broken form. "You did well, Jessie," she said softly. "Fall, Jessie, Fall into the pleasure, break down until we can build you back together, new, with purpose."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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