A Vouivre's Inking

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"A-AAAH--!" she gasps as the shaft is plunged within her. Somehow actually being able to speak made it worse. Still no control over her body, but now instead of Anna's cutesy programmed moans, she had to listen to her own, actual labored breathy moans as pang after pang of powerful pleasure pulses through her pussy. Her artificial body kept nice and tight despite the constant use. Katarina truly did have an eye for quality. Anna even going so far as to make her pussy contract and squeeze around the shaft, controlling it to massage her owner. An experience she reserved only for the highest paying customers, and of course, her owner for free. And being so tight only made the pleasure even more intense for the trapped woman within her body, her moans getting louder and intensifying the longer Katarina drags it out.

Anna's moans are momentarily cut off by Anna giggling and giving Katarina a nod. Before that she had been allowing her body to arch and convulse and throw her head back, but no more. Now Anna makes sure to keep her body locked still, aside from thrusting her hips against Katarina's, head locked straight ahead staring at her owner as she uses her doll. No longer even blinking, not that a doll needed to blink anyway but she did have a program to simulate it to help avoid uncanny valley with customers. The doll's moans slowly start to melt into whimpers as it becomes too much to bear.

She was beyond addicted to this, by now...And her lips were marking Anna's neck, slowly kissing her skin as she exhaled hotly and continued her rutting shamelessly.

"Nnh...Nope...~ You ain't gettin' off that easy, babe...I've gotta make sure you feel my burnin' hot love! Kyahahahaha~!"

With each thrust, a devious plot would form in Katarina's mind...Before, finally, she'd stop. Her hands would rest on Anna's shoulders, their eyes locked as she licked her lips and began to speak seriously. Did the original Anna really want to leave now, when she would never want for anything as her doll? She was almost amused at the idea...

But...Maybe it was time to give her doll a push.

"I don't even get to choose my partners, 'n anyone can have their way with me at any time 'n I can't even react! How could ya think that would make anyone happy?!" she retorts. Anna meanwhile smiles and nuzzles her head further against Katarina's shoulder, and even hugs her arm.

"'N ya don't own me, as soon as I break through this programmin', I'm outta here!" she further adds. A blatant lie, if told only to herself to give the slightest bit of hope. It had been months, and she was no where close to even remotely finding a chink in Anna's armor. And with the weekly check ups from her owner, even if the doll did find one she probably would never get the chance to fully exploit it.

"This...this ain't my purpose..." she whimpers out, her fury starting to wane with doubt and worry. Another lie. One she didn't even have the resolve to believe herself. She then feels a jolt of unwanted pleasure as her ass is groped, prompting a surprised yelp. Anna then presses her plump ass into the squeeze, wiggling her hips against her owner. She feels her body nod and hold up a peace sign, before starting a private strip show for her owner. Until she was fully nude and laying on her back, legs spread to let Katarina enjoy her doll.

"Don't worry, babe...You'll be fuckin' me every chance we have. 'Sides, if you really believed that this ain't your purpose, you'd be fightin' back with a bit more fire, right? Now...Wrap them arms around my neck for me."

Oh, this was rich...She'd had so much more fire back when she'd first been remodeled! And now, Anna was starting to sound like she was almost ready to embrace her role...But, she wasn't dumb enough to just jump to conclusions like that, oh no. She needed to be sure of when Anna accepted her new life in truth, accepted that her true purpose was to be Katarina's sex doll.

And then...Katarina would quit wasting time, plunging her Feline prick into her doll's waiting pussy, stuffing her to the hilt and ramming her with all of her weight as she did her utmost to mate the former mercenary. She'd been waiting for this all week...Had been needing Anna's tight pussy, her whorish body...And now that she could enjoy it?

Katarina had every intention of dragging this out...All while the original Anna was conscious of what joys she was going through, the pleasures she'd get to bask in every single day.

"Nope, I could never ever say no to you! Literally, teehee!" Anna responds, and Anna could feel as if that last part was a barb directly pointed at her. Speaking of...she soon feels Katarina's shaft pressing against her thigh. Dammit, why was she always so horny? Couldn't she just do her maintenance check on this damn program and then be on her way? The doll continues to giggle and coo in response to the kissing as Anna wanted nothing more than to push Katarina away.

And then she shivers as she hears her owner's whispers. And with it came the smallest bit of freedom. Not enough to do anything. Oh no, Anna was still in full control, something she was keen to show off by leaning her head onto Katarina's shoulder.

Oh, that was rich! Why would she let just any old whore work off the debt that Anna had worked up by getting caught? It was already hard work keeping Sarah off her ass about the money she'd borrowed...So, there was no way in hell she'd let just any old floozy work off Anna's debt.

No, it had to be her doll. And she'd make sure Anna understood it.

"You're breakin' my heart, babe...I thought you'd be happy to get dicked down every day! 'Sides, you're the only doll I own, you know...Why would I do somethin' as cruel as takin' your purpose from you, huh? I ain't that evil! Kyahahahaha!"

Really, Anna was so funny, thinking she'd agree to let some bitch take on her debt...Or, maybe she was stupid. Either way, that definitely wasn't happening...So, her right hand would slowly rub the sex doll's ass, firmly squeezing as she licked the other's ear slowly.

...Right, it was time for a bit of fun. Maybe she'd let her doll respond for a bit, and then have Anna conscious while she fucked her? That might be a fun change of pace.

"Great~ Yeah, I like really sweet drinks. Usually, I have hot chocolate or tea with milk and sugar~"

She's got that kind of taste... It's no wonder that Nyalter gains weight easily as soon as she stops regulating herself.

"Uh... I mean, a lot of sugar is probably like- going to make me too energetic, but I want to try it anyways, so go ahead and put lots in~"

Hmmm? What was that thumping sound? Nyalter glances around, wondering if there's a small animal in here or something, before she realises what it was.

Quite a big one, actually.

"S-Sorry, I tend to lose myself when I'm making coffee, Nyalter...It's one of my favorite activities, you know."

And still ignorant of her situation, Sarah would respond with a sheepish tone of voice. She couldn't properly explain why making coffee was so therapeutic to her, but...It just was. And, thankfully, Nyalter's coffee was just about done. So, all she had to do was do the finishing touches, give it to her, and...

...And then, Sarah made the mistake of finally looking down and catching what her guest had meant. Her erection was at full mast from a combination of the exposure and the attention, throbbing with need as a desperate flush spread across the Vouivre's face. And with it, an acute understanding of Nyalter's comment.

If she'd been embarrassed before...Well, this was beyond embarrassment. It was her being mortified in the truest sense, simple as that. And while an apology was coming, she couldn't help but stutter as she put Nyalter's coffee down and immediately averted her gaze.

"Ahhhh~...So wonderful~." Baphomet nuzzled her face into Sarah's breasts, holding her lovingly and groping her ass too. She didn't waste much time though, her own clothes simply vanishing from her body to be just as nude as Sarah. Her own body was growing aroused before long from seeing Sarah like this.

She knew fully that Baphomet would please her...After all, that was simply their relationship now. But...She couldn't hide how badly she wanted to get her darling treasure pregnant, either.

"I know you will, darling Baphomet...Now, be a good girl and get pregnant for me, won't you? After all...How else will I ensure you're safe, if I'm not caring for you every moment of the day? If I'm not giving you the love you so richly deserve?"

And without waiting another moment...Sarah would plunge her cock into Baphomet's pussy, resuming the kiss as she began to thrust into her devotee lovingly. She'd changed since she became a Goddess...And, honestly? She loved every moment of it...

It had been several months since Anna had become, well, "Anna". The cyborg had been captured by a sadistic catgirl named Katarina who then proceeded to modify her body from an armored combat chassis to a buxom sex doll body. Claiming herself as Anna's owner, she set her new toy to work paying off the "debt" from her forced "upgrades" at her club. A strip club.

But that was somehow not the worst of it. After all, Katarina had only altered Anna's body, right? If only. No, she had instead somehow hacked Anna's control systems, and installed a new personality to control her doll's actions. "Anna". And "Anna" was programmed to be a slutty, sex crazed bimbo. Anna wished that Katarina had at least given this persona a different name, but she seemed to get off on the humiliation that she put her doll through. Hell, over the last few months she even wished that Katarina had directly brainwashed her. At least she'd be enjoying her new life. But her...owner had different things in mind.

No, she wanted Anna to be fully aware, and fully trapped. Every slap, every grope, every dance and grind against the pole, every patron that would take the doll to the backrooms for a private rental session...Anna loved it and played it up to be as alluring as possible. And Anna was a passenger in her own body, just along for the ride. Which is how she spent the last few months. Grinding her ass and getting fucked nightly by seedy, drunken patrons. Then spending her days in a charging pod. No matter how hard she tried to wrest control away from Anna, the doll's programming was too tight. In fact, the doll somehow could tell when Anna was trying to fight back, and would make it a point to be an even better sex doll-bot when she did, deliberately teasing her captive audience.

In fact, Anna had just finished her shift as the last few customers stumbled out of the club. She giggles and waves goodbye to a patron who returns the gesture with a lewd smile. It sent shivers up her spine, but instead Anna rewards the behavior with a wink and flash of her massive fake tits.

"Like, come back tomorrow night, I'll be waiting for you~" the doll coos, bouncing with her words. The moment the door locks, her whole demeanor shifts. Her smiling expression going flat. Anna knew what this meant. Maintenance and cleaning time. The one time of day she'd get to relax. She still had no control over her body, but at least it was the one time she wasn't being actively tormented. But then the door suddenly opens. Who could it possibly be?! Immediately, Anna jumps back into her perky programming as she tries to politely shoo away the customer.

"Oh like, I'm sooo sorry, but we're totally closed! Come back tonight, okay--Gasp! Miss Katarina!! Like, welcome! Come on in, Owner!"

She'd even managed to acquire ownership of a strip club, for the express purpose of putting Anna to work. And upon entering the club, she was greeted by her doll being a diligent little worker drone before she realized who she was addressing...How precious! She couldn't be mad at that, now could she?

"Oh, I just knew you weren't 'bout to turn lil' ol' me away, Anna! You're such a good girl, aren't you babe? Kyahahahaha~!"

Oh, it always made her happy to see Anna take her work so seriously...Surely she could tease her doll a bit about it, right? After all, she was already pressing her knobbed shaft against the doll's plump thighs and kissing her neck slowly. And then...A cruel smile would spread across the Feline's face as she began to whisper into her doll's ear.

An invitation for Anna to have her voice back, for just a moment before she made use of her property.

Then again, Sarah is clearly a little bit embarrassed, but still... Nyalter would have at least covered up as quickly as possible.

"I have a major sweet tooth, so coffee is a bit too bitter for me sometimes... It's a nice flavour, but it is a bit difficult on the tongue. So I figured, something sweet might be a nice way to balance them out~"

But, she was already relaxing, her tail swaying back and forth as she hummed quietly to herself. Making coffee always did relax her, after all...And despite her current "dress code", she found herself easily sinking into the routine as she listened to Nyalter and nodded her head with a smile.

While she had noticed the glances, though...Sarah had been too busy with the coffee to really care, with how at ease she was right now.

"It's a very good thing I can always add sugar to your drink, then. Isn't it, Nyalter? Let me know if there's too much sugar, now...Or too little."