Lethal Assassin

Drool bursted out of the girl’s mouth that stained her lips and the base of his cock. Winters let out a whimper as she was unable to breath with such massive shaft stuffed into her throat. Mercenary moved his hips again to make sure that the navy girl got a good feeling of his shape that was evident from the visible bulge on Laura’s throat.

“There, ya whore...show me how well ya suck on that....”

Her hands moved to his thighs as Winters tried to push back but the man was so much stronger than she was. The Assassin got a glimpse of her anger as she gazed up to her before it was replaced by despair in her eyes as she was pushed lower and lower. Her eyes jolted into the back of her head when she first gagged on his cock and it wasn’t even half way down her throat yet. Girl managed to focus her eyes on his shaft before losing it again as she gagged again but this time drool spitting out between her lips that were wrapped around the man’s cock.

"Let's see...how much ya can keep with that stuffing ya mouth...."

As rude as the man was he was handsome, more than handsome to be honest. Winters let out a wavering breath as she let her gaze stop at his shaft while the man caressed it’s length with his hand. With the given signal and the command Laura took a deep breath before coming closer and eventually getting down on her knees. Her expression showed both annoyance for his behavior and the way he talked down to her along with the admiration for his toned body and what was now in front of her little head.

Ravenette still had the officer’s cap on her head when she leaned closer to his cock and snuzzling her face softly against it with her chin pressing against his balls. “Correct your behavior.. You can’t talk to your handler like that.” Her words were firm despite the fact that her lips brushed along his length with every spoken word. If not for the hat she had on her head he could have seen the shame she felt for agreeing to this in hopes of a upcoming promotion.

He was a living weapon, and thus, he knew no fear. But one thing was certain, all the modifications he had to endure to become such a lethal weapon, had also placed a heavy burden on him, such as that lust that never left his body, not even in those moments.

Giving up on pushing the man away Winters took a grip on his arm trying to stop him from fondling her chest “You mercenary scuahmm..” Girl’s voice ended with a surprised moan as the other gave a lovebite on her neck. “S-Stop thinking so highly off yourself!” Soldier barked back at him while trying to lean her head the other way to escape his lips kissing her neck. Though what he said could have been true even though it was unlikely.. Even the military didn’t stand for actions like this and was very strict with certain things. Laura kept a grip on the man’s wrists while deep in thought but didn’t try to slow him down as he massaged her breasts through her uniform.

Slowly he would take down the zipper on his battle suit, revealing his bulky and burly chest and, soon after, his cock, standing tall and hard between his legs. To call it big would had been an understatment, being at least twice the sizes of any normal dick anyone could had seen around.  His whole body had been modified to be better than the normal, in every aspect possible.

A wild smirk would paint his lips, as he passed a hand over his erection, and with the free one he made her sign to come over between his legs.

“I want ta see ya’r pretty face in front of my cock right this instant and watch ya as ya swallow every single inch of it with those pretty lips ya got. ya hear me?”

There was a long lasting groan as the Assassin finally pulled out and Agatha was freed from the pressure she had felt for having his cock inside her. It was so thick and long that she couldn’t but to admit how much she loved the feel of it.. Or would have loved it in any other situation than this. “Don’tmhn.. Touch-T-Touch me..” Korka’s voice came out ragged as she was getting more and more disorientated because of the pleasure program stimulating her brain. Her body was limp as he easily turned her to lay on her back and then move her so that the woman’s head was hanging down from the edge of the table. Her beautiful dress had wine stains from the drinks that were spilled on the table from earlier.

“Do.. Do.. Don’t you dare.. Da.. D-dare..” She stuttered with more drool oozing out from the corners of her mouth as he brought his shaft right in front of her lips.  In such position her own juices dripped down from his cock onto her lips and those soon rolled down to her face and nose before then staining the virtual goggles still wrapped around her head. It was an amazing sight to see such a woman in pose like this. Agatha’s look barely showed the disdain and hatred for the Assassin as it was replaced with haze of confusion brought by the computer messing her brain too much. It was evident she was still able to think coherently but her brain barely managed to bring it across at this point.

“Mm-mdhghdn.. Aghhnm..” CEO groaned out some incoherent mumbling as her eyes flickered when the man started to mess with her mind again by altering the pleasure program’s settings. In the virtual reality she was still trapped in the man had tossed her around in similar position as she was in physical world but without pulling out or stopping to fuck her. Her hands were still secured by the metal tendrils but now somekind of machine appeared as well that moved in front of her head. The machine would take a grip on her forehead to push her head back while opening her mouth fully for the a fake cock that it pushed pass her parted lips. Once in her mouth the machine started to fuck her deep in her throat making the woman gag.. Which resulted in a physical reaction in the real world as Korka gagged loudly without anything real in her mouth just yet and she coughed a lot of drool.

Without the ability to move her mouth Agatha couldn’t talk back at the man humiliating her with his words. How could he turn the idea of a goddess, the way the CEO viewed herself as, into something else which she wasn’t ready to accept. She wasn’t a whore goddess. It wasn’t even enough for him to say it so she could hear his words echo from the real world into the virtual one but he tampered the program again to have the man fucking her speak with his voice as well.

Korka would have appreciated him just thrusting his cock in her mouth by now but instead he wanted to make the moment last as long as possible. Assassin slowly pushed his full length into her throat while Agatha gagged trying to adjust into the feeling of her throat being filled. His balls were resting against her nose forcing her not only taste him and her own juices from his cock but to smell his musk. It was intoxicating.

And the, she smashed one of her hands on the keyboard, and he chuckled.  Sure, at first, the program broke, freeing her of its control, but then, then happened the unpredictable, since the program re-booted itself, increasing its own stimulation over her victim. Assassin had to do nothing, aside forcing back her hands on the table and, furiously and mercisly, start pounding her throat with violence, grunting like a savage with each slam, slapping his balls against her nose, while the program created, instead of a man and a machine, two machines, pounding all her holes at the same time with thicc mechanical tendrills, going even rougher than the man was in real life.

This was then put into the test which she seemingly lost as the man got up and approached her while she backed away in response. “S-Sir?” She asked trying to get something out of him or make him stop in his tracks to reply. None of those things happened as he continued until the ravenette was backed against the cabin’s door and he tinkered with the door panel right next to her. Laura saw the flashing light in it and realized it was meant to indicate that the door was sealed shut making leaving this room without his help impossible.

“Sir.. Would you take a step back?” Soldier’s tone was formal but it wasn’t firm. It was a bit shaky as she was clearly intimitaded by his towering appearance. Without a word the man closed the gap between the two by pressing his body against Laura who was now pinned against the metal door. Winters swallowed nersvouly as he spoke as she had a fair amount of ideas what he might mean but she asked anyway “What.. What I can help you with?” Her eyes averted his gaze as it became too much for her to bear along with his arm being placed right above her head to show their heigth difference as he leaned against her and the door.

What the man said next was infuriating. How dare he to suggest Laura would have taken part in a training of such kind in the academy. Of course there were men and women who went through it but Winters wasn’t one of them. She was held to high regard with her family name and spotless military record. “Excuse me?” She asked with a bit of shock and annoyance in her tone. “How dare you to even imply that I ha-” Small gasp left her lips as the man felt her breast through her uniform with a firm squeeze.

He asked, with a whisper, right against her ear, as he leaned against it despite her weak attempt to push him away, making him smile.  His hand still on her breast, squeezing it through the uniform, while the smile turned into a rather alluring and charming smirk, with his lips soon to be pushed against her neck, spreading open to leave a small bite on her skin.

“They gonna call ya an idiot for leaving me unsatisfied, and order ya to get yar sweet ass back here and offer ya to me...”

His tone was cold and sharp as ice, as he kept on rubbing his lips against the skin of her neck, inspiring on her sweet scent while now both his hands were fondling her breasts, squeezing them togheter through the uniform, pushing them togheter, spreading them, doing as he pleased with her whole body.

Agatha growled and squirmed under the man who now leaned in and layed on top of her.. Letting her feel his weight while pinning her down against the table. She could feel his muscles through the cloth of her dress and directly against her bare upper back. Woman turned her head away as the Assassin tried to nibble her ear lobe but she couldn’t block away his panting. He was like an animal as he took her like this.. Fucking her from behind against the dinner table with the tip of his cock slamming against her cervix.

While in the virtual reality the man summoned by the program was doing the same to her with the only expection of her hands being tied with the tendrils that were invisible in the real world as they were only in her mind that was trapped. Korka could hear the Assassin’s voice echo in the virtual landscape as he replied and mocked her. A whore goddess.. How did he dare? It was true she was the one responsible for him being what he was but he was designed to serve her not to defy her. His threat of continuing to do this for the whole night was intimidating thought since the woman didn’t know how long she could last. If only she hadn’t ordered her security to turn off the surveillance and not to disturb her until the morning.. There was no help or rescue for the CEO.

“D-Don’t touch me, you scum!” She hissed as he pulled on her hands and placed them securely behind her back and kept a hold on them. “I’m.. I’m a not a w-whore.. Y-You fiend ohgm.. Godh…” Her words started to ramble as she tried to hold on she was so close to cumming “I’m a.. Nghf.. G-Goddess..” She was panting loudly but managed to keep her moans to the minimun. “Your favorithe? Don’thm.. M-Make me laugh.. I’m so far.. Far.. Abo.. A-Above you.” Once the Assassin had modified the program again to increase the pleasure settings the woman he was using couldn’t speak without stuttering as her brain was getting too much stimulus.

With ease he turned her over, her breasts now up in the air and her head hanging on the side of the table, with her lips directly against his cock, covered and dripping from her orgasm, with the fluids dripping agianst her nose and over her face. Once more, he tampered with her program, and with ease he made so that, in her now virtual trap, a machine would appear, to open her mouth and starto fucking her throat with a fake cock, while a man would still go on and thrust his own into her pussy, restless and without any mercy.

“Now...we shall see if ya’re mouth is good just fo’ speaking or even fo’ sucking, ya Whore Goddess...”

Junior officer sighed and shook her head. “No, sir. They told me nothing.” She replied to his questions. For all her annoyance she was glad he was working for the military as he sounded and looked liked someone she didn’t want to fight. She wasn’t afraid, not yet anyway, but she knew a fresh officer from the military academy was no match for an experienced warrior like him.

“Sir, smoking isn’t allowed in here.” Laura voiced her disapproval before noticing his length that was visible through his tactical combat suit. She flickered her eyes for a moment before turning her gaze away and simply settled in staring at a point on the wall with a small blush on her cheeks. “They didn’t give me your name either or even an alias to call you as.”

Winters gave him an angry glare befoe resuming to stare at the wall again “Shut it, we do have secrets but not the dirty kind.” Young officer was quick to defend the military and it was quite obvious she was the true loyal type of soldiers you see from time to time. “Fine. Whatever you are doing I’m here to assist in doing it. Keep your secrets. I can work without the details.” She said without buying his explanation.

The idea to break that small woman and make her his bitch for the ride was becoming more and more solid in the Assassin’s mind and, as she finally stopped speaking, he simply extinguished the cigar on the palm of his hand, showing no sing of caring for it, throwing the rest of it somewhere in the room. He then stood up, towering over his so called assistand and getting closer, blocking the door right behind her, adding his personal password into the controls, all the while smirking to her, in order to have her pressed between the closed metal door and his body when it finally shutted close.

“Well...I do have a few things in mind...that ya could help me with...”

He replied to her, his tone was low, deep, domiating and a bit frightnening as he kept on talking, brining an arm over her head and against the metal door, his eyes fixed on hers just to see her reaction once he would had said what he was thinking on doing with her.

“...I plan on taking a having some rough fun with ya. Bet ya took ya’re training in the pleasure department, back at the academy, right?”

After the knock she opened the door to his cabin.. She saw the man for the first time and he was quite intimidating. Replying to his question Laura took attention and saluted him “Junior officer Laura Winters reporting for duty!” Navy girl spoke out clearly and loudly with a good posture. Finally letting her hand drop from the salute she placed it on her side while gripping his file on her left hand. “I’m assigned as your handler for this voyage. If you act accordingly you will get hot two meals a day and treated with respect.” She seemed quite serious as she spoke.

“They told you what, this time? That I’m a mercenary hired to test some weaponry? Or maybe that I’m some big shot in some external army that wanted to join your ranks?”

He asked, his voice deep and dominating, echoing in the small cabin they gave to him in the ship. His legs spreaded enough to show off the form of his cock pressing against the skin thight suit he was wearing and, before going on with his explenation, he took out of a pocket a cigar, lighting it up.

“Truth is...I’ve been hired to get a man dead before he sells out your army dirtly little secrets to a small group of rebels...”

She could the edge of her virtual goggles at her fingertips just before her hands slipped and dropped down again when the Assassin took a grip on her sides to lift her up and slam her back down in rhythm of his thrusts. Having such girth stretch her out at first and now slam against her womb entrance with no trouble at all.. He truly was the type of man Korka loved in private life but in this situation the pleasure he forced on her was a curse instead of a blessing.

“H-How..?” She asked as she gave another attempt to remove the goggles “How did you.. Mgnh.. F-Find out about it?” Agatha groaned her words loudly as she finally got a grip on the goggles and was just about to pull them off but the man pulled out and tossed her against the dinner table to bend over. Such movement was enough to make the woman lose her grip on the glasses again. “N-No! Stop!” Her tone was commanding but it seemed more like begging at this point even if it wasn’t that just yet. Agatha was a strong woman and hard to break.. And even now her hands were reaching up to the goggles or to rip the wire from her neck that kept her trapped in the virtual reality at the very moment.

Within the virtual reality she was now also tossed against the ground in similar position as in the physical world where the Assassin had her bend over the table. “P-Pull me up, don’t you know how expensive my dress is?” Korka snarled as she realized how she propably was leaning into the food that was scattered on the table while making a mess of herself in reality. Her hands reached towards her head to take off the goggles when mechanical tendrils formed into the virtual space and shoot out towards her to restrain her wrists. Pulling her hands to her sides CEO’s body was told to do the same by her brain even if in reality she wasn’t tied up.

And, after he spoke, he began once more to move. Rough and deep thrusts, with his hips smashing right against her asscheeks, while one of his hands gathered hers behind her back, closing his hand among her wrists, grunting with each and every of his movements. He could feel his cock moving all the way deep into her pussy, going harder and harder with every thrust.

“Damn...this pussy is hella thight....really feels good in here....might decide to make ya my favourite one....”

The desperation of her voice and expression were soon hidden behind a mask that Agatha put up and to most part it seemed to hold quite well. When the Assassin let his hands grope the woman’s chest and pinch her nipples the most he got out of the proud CEO was couple of whimpers and faint yelps that slipped past her gritted teeth. That however changed when the mask Korka tried to uphold dropped and shattered the moment he picked up his speed in penetrating her. His massive shaft alone was enough to make the woman’s mouth open wide to gasp for air but knowing how Agatha was also going through similar experience in the virtual reality along with being fucked in the physical world made her moan echo in the penthouse. “H-How.. I had you..” She grunted as she felt the tip of his cock knock on the entrance of her womb. “You scum are my slave.. H-How are you doing this?”

In the white space of the virtual reality Agatha was in the same position, sitting on the lap of a man who fucked her roughly from below with his hands playing with her breasts. The voice of the Assassin echoed in her head as he grunted with pleasure into her ear in the real world. Her legs started to shake as she was about to reach her climax.. Maybe she could have fought it off but the increase in the program’s settings stimulated her brain directly forcing her body to think she was getting more stimulation than she actually was. Man’s question and the mocking tone made the CEO snarl with hatred. “Don’t mock me, you lowlife.” Suddenly to be called a goddess by this man felt mocking instead of empowering.

He spoke, whispering into her ear, bringing one hand to now tease her clit, pinching it with his fingers before slapping it at the same time as his cock pounder right against her womb entrance, making him grunt against her ear with a rougher voice. Soon, both hands reached down for her hips, grasping them both with strenght, starting to move her up and down on his shaft, hearing the slapping sound of his balls against her clit each and every time,  while his grin on his face became way more malicious.

“I removed da control chip as soon as ya planted it in me...”

CEO was stripped of her clothes, aroused and her body trembling slightly from pleasure that the computer program made her feel. Even when the program didn’t summon virtual people or monsters to use her in this fake reality of hers she still enjoyed the constant pleasure of invisible caresses, touches, gropes and vibrations that were felt all over her body.

In the physical world Agatha was still sitting on the table with her feet extended towards her new slave. Even without seeing the Assassin anymore she knew he was close to cumming and soon she laughed from the heavenly feeling of getting her feet wet. It was impressive amount and without being able to see it Korka only wondered she looked in the flesh right now. The man’s voice carried over to the virtual reality which made the woman bite her lower lip with excitement. He was good.. He knew how to address her as goddess.

“You will make a good slave.. Assassin.” She cooed as she started to feel her breasts with her hands. In the virtual reality she pinched her nipples directly and massaged her bare chest but in the physical world she did so through the silk cloth of her evening dress. She indulged to the pleasure the program gave her as she pleasured herself in the heigth of her arousal.. But as she did so she didn’t notice how the man had disappeared from the floor in front of her and how his clothes were on that spot. She did not realize how he was tinkering with her computer and connecting to it.. But she shuddered from the feeling of having his cock brushing against her slit.

Suddenly she felt how she was lift into air and a muscular man summoned by the pleasure program appeared beneath her. She was seated right above his thick cock and his hand reached for her pussy. “Wait.. What..” She mumbled with a moan as she tried to remember if she had added this function into the pleasure program or not. But she was too horny to notice the obvious reason why this was happening.. And so she let it happen. CEO’s juices dripped down her thighs, starting to soak her beautiful dress and stain the Assassin’s cock as she was getting pleasured in the virtual world along with her fingering herself furiously in the physical world as well. “Y-You are going to worship me even more before the night is over.” She spoke out still thinking that the Assassin was infront of her and down on his knees while he removed her hand from her slit and started to slowly penetrate her.

Man in the virtual reality started to pull her down on his cock which spread her wide open with it’s tip made the woman howl loudly. She couldn’t comprehend the pleasures of the program and the reality as the man slowly pushed his cock into her entrance. Hearing his voice was what gave it all away. “Wait.. How do you know tha-” For once the dreaminess was gone from her voice as she realized that alteration into the program was done by the Assassin and how he was physically pushing into her and stretching her into his shape.

He grunted each and every time against her ear, while moving inside of her without mercy, wanting to see how long she would had lasted in that state, wanting to see how much he could ruin her, wanting to turn her into a completely sex crazed woman in his presence, making so to gain a rather good revenge on her for what she had planned for him. One of his hands released her breast only to smack it roughly, pinching her nipple shortly after, twisting it between his fingers as he kept on pounding her pussy from benheat.

“Ya like this kind of stuff, uh, Goddess?”

So you’ve been selected by Syren Industries for a grand undertaking! They have sent you their most recent, and most ambitious creation: a cyborg. Gynoid, if you feel that the term is applicable here. Designed to be as human as possible,. An incredibly advanced A.I.. Not to mention a body that wold be the envy of all that laid eyes on it one way or another. They’ve left a case with instructions, how to’s and a bevy of information regarding how this creation the model XJPG-905 cyborg came to be. Her given name is Candy, and that’s what she will answer to. 

After the cyborg was delivered to their front door and brought inside, she stood prone, naked as the day she was “born”. The aforementioned case was set a foot or so to her left. Her eyes were open, glossed over, void of expression as was the rest of her face. She was on standby mode and as such would not be responsive unless spoken to with the certain key phrase, which would be found in the instructions in the off chance that they forgot it when it was explained by the company men. The phrase was Sweet Candy Is Good For All.

He gave a quick read to the manual, and decided to don’t even care too much about them, going for his instincts instead of trusting a book. The only thing he decided to do as was written was to follow the Activation Phrase.

“Sweet Candy iIs Good For All”