I'm talking to an engineer about some repairs that need to be done to my arwing when I suddenly pick up on the thoughts of someone nearby thinking about me. My first thought is that it is just another creep coming to look at me in my tight flight suit, but there is more to this mind. Something unique.
I turn to look for the source of the thoughts and our eyes meet. I decide to go over and say hi.
"Hello, I'm Krystal. Are you new here?"
Drack
"My name is Drack." He answered awkwardly, taking a moment to compose himself. "I-I've been here for a while, but I never really... noticed you before. You seem busy enough with the team." His gaze fell to her suit again as he said this. He wasn't sure why he was so nervous around her; she seemed nice enough.
"Uh... how do you know everyone here calls me by my full name?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood a bit. "It's just D-Drack."
"Well, you have me there." She chuckled lightly at his attempt to lighten the mood. "I guess I'm just used to people staring at me and noticing every little detail. It's nice for a change to talk to someone who doesn't seem intimidated." Krystal said with a warm smile.
She wasn't sure why she was sharing so much with him either; maybe it was just because he seemed genuine enough. "But what brings you here, Drack?" She asked curiously, leaning in slightly.
I'm your new partner
"Oh? A new member, huh? Star Fox is lucky to have you. Well, I hope we can work well together," Krystal smiled genuinely at Drack. "I think it might be good to get dinner sometime, maybe hang out outside of work. Help us both feel more comfortable around each other." She offered, hoping that he would take her up on the invitation.
Of course, I mean... as long as it's not a date, I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea. Krystal chuckled nervously, her cheeks blushing slightly at the thought of spending time one-on-one with him. She quickly glanced away and cleared her throat before looking back at Drack.
"What do you say? Dinner sound good?"
Sure it's a date. 😉
His words hung in the air for a moment, making her heart skip a beat. Did he just say what she thought he said? Was it really okay if they went as friends, or did he expect something more? Her cheeks burning brightly, Krystal took a deep breath before responding, trying to keep her voice steady. "Alright... dinner then, partner."
Well then, shall we set a date? Tomorrow night perhaps, after our shift ends? There's this great restaurant nearby that serves some delicious intergalactic cuisine. I hear their Martian steaks are to die for.
Why not now when we get off because I know this amazing place though it might not look much to what you're used to
Drack's suggestion surprised Krystal a little. She hadn't expected him to want to eat out immediately after their shift ended. But maybe that was a good thing; maybe it would be nice to spend some time together sooner rather than later. "Alright," she agreed with a small smile. "After work it is."
You lead the way, Drack. I trust your judgment in these matters.
he leads her down a dark back alley to a mysterious tavern like place he knocked three times and whispered at the password for them to enter.
Krystal followed Drack down the dark alley, her heart racing as they approached the mysterious tavern-like place. When he knocked three times and whispered a password into the darkness, she tried her best to look composed. "So this is where you've been taking me?" she asked with a mix of curiosity and nervousness.
and to her surprise it was more radiant than any fancy restaurant she has been in she thought it was going to look like fresh and might have hookers in that type of stuff because of how it looked on the outside but it wasn't what she really expected it was it was way more beautiful and charming. Like I said not really much to consider probably not as fancy as the place as you're used to eating out
Even though she had seen Drack seem a bit nervous earlier, seeing him act so confidently in bringing her here made her heart skip a beat. The inside of the tavern was indeed breathtaking; far more beautiful than anything she could have imagined. As they were led to their table, Krystal found herself unable to tear her eyes away from the intricate details and vibrant colors around them.
"Wow," she finally managed to say, still a little taken aback by the hidden gem of a place he'd brought her to. "This is incredible."
You really think so I thought you might think this place might be a little mundane for your taste since you're used to those big fancy pricey restaurants
"I didn't mean...," Krystal began, then stopped herself, realizing how easily her words could be misinterpreted. She smiled warmly at Drack, trying to reassure him. "No, this place is amazing. It's nothing like what I expected. I appreciate the thought behind taking me somewhere special." She paused, then added, "And I promise I won't judge it based on its appearance or where we are. I can tell you put a lot into choosing this spot."
Her heart was racing now, both from the excitement of being here with him and the awkwardness of their previous conversation. She hoped that they could just relax and enjoy their time together as friends - or however he saw it.
So do you have a boyfriend
The question took her by surprise. She hadn't expected him to ask something like that so directly, but part of her was grateful for the change in topic. "No," she said slowly, considering how much to reveal. "Not currently." Krystal offered him a small smile before taking a sip of water, hoping he wouldn't press any further about it.
"So what brought you here?" She asked, changing the subject again and moving onto more neutral territory. "This place seems very important to you."
Are you perhaps looking for a boyfriend
Drack coughed slightly into his fist, feeling embarrassed now. "Ah... well..." He glanced around the room before looking back at Krystal with a sheepish grin. "I'm not sure why I said that... I just thought... since you didn't have anyone and seemed nice and all... maybe we could..." His voice trailed off as he struggled to find the words.
"Sorry, I'm making a mess of this." He laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean, if you're not interested or anything, that's fine too. I just thought..."
She smiled warmly at him, finding his awkwardness endearing rather than unsettling. "It's alright, Drack," she said softly. "I appreciate the thought, really. And I'm not saying no by any means. I just want to make sure we both understand what this would be, should we decide to... explore it further."
Taking another sip of water, she added, "Right now, I think we should focus on our jobs and getting to know each other better. The rest will sort itself out in time." Her gaze met his and held it for a moment longer than necessary, conveying her true feelings beneath the surface.
To be honest I think in this feeling from you you see I can read people's wars and yours is telling me that you really want to um 👉👌 me and I'm sure you have been reading my thoughts and know what I have been thinking
"Drack," Krystal began, her heart racing as their eyes locked onto each other. She took a deep breath before continuing. "What you say might be true, but I still don't want us to rush into anything. I want this to be... special. For both of us." A faint blush colored her cheeks as she spoke, her voice growing quieter with each word.
She leaned forward slightly, her hand reaching out to touch his. "I'd like to get to know you better first, if that's alright?" There was hope in her voice, and perhaps even a hint of vulnerability that made him feel seen and understood.
Nice try but your aura is saying otherwise and I know you can read my mind which is saying otherwise this place does have a little surprise to it which was the other reason I wanted you to come here but if you just want to eat and go that's fine with me but I was maybe hoping you might want to try out what this place has to really offer
Krystal smiled, a genuine warmth spreading across her face. "You know," she said slowly, "the more you talk about it, the more curious I am to find out what that surprise could possibly be." Her gaze never wavered from Drack's eyes as she confessed, "If it means getting to know you better... I think I'm game." The tension between them seemed to ease as they shared this moment of openness.
Then follow me I'm somewhat of a VIP of this place because I used to work here I managed to gain some very good benefits so are you ready to see what this place has to offer my little fox 😏
Excitement filled Krystal as Drack led her through the twisting hallways of the tavern. Every step took them deeper into its secrets, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation at the prospect of discovering something new with him. As they wound their way through the maze-like structure, she found herself growing even closer to him; there was a spark between them now that made every touch and glance feel charged with an electric energy.
Finally, they reached a door marked with an intricate symbol carved into the wood. It seemed out of place among the rough-hewn surroundings, like it belonged in an ancient tomb rather than a tavern. Without hesitation, Drack produced a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, revealing a dimly lit chamber beyond.
"What is this place?" Krystal breathed, taking in the opulent details of the
he turned on the lights and what she saw was like a sex dungeon. So what do you say my little fox want to have a little fun
Her heart pounded in her chest as the room was illuminated before her. It was unlike anything she had ever seen; an opulent sex dungeon hidden away within the tavern. She looked back at Drack, unable to hide the shock and curiosity on her face. For a moment, their eyes locked, and she could swear that he wasn't blushing at all. If anything, there was a mischievous glint in his eye as he waited for her response.
Krystal swallowed hard, feeling the butterflies in her stomach begin to dance wildly. Her heart raced as she took in the surroundings once more: the comfortable-looking bondage furniture, the tasteful lighting, and the secluded nooks where they could explore their desires without fear of interruption. This place was meant for intimate encounters... encounters that could very well involve
... the two of them. A thrill coursed through her veins as she realized that Drack had brought her to this place for a reason; he wanted her, just as much as she wanted him. With a tentative smile, Krystal took a step forward and reached out to touch his hand. "I think," she whispered hoarsely, "that I'm ready."
Her touch seemed to ignite something within Drack; his gaze met hers with fiery intensity as he nodded once, pulling her close. The air between them felt charged now, electric with desire and anticipation. "Then let's show each other just how ready we are," he murmured into her ear before capturing her lips in a scorching kiss that left her breathless and aching for more.
Krystal tangled her fingers in his hair, arching into him as their bodies pressed together in an unspoken invitation
So tell me is my good little puppy ready to become a breeding bitch that will obediently obey her master
As their lips parted, Drack's question sent shivers down her spine. Her eyes fluttered closed as she imagined the idea of being his completely; at his command and in service to him. She could feel herself growing wet between her legs just thinking about it. "Yes," she breathed, "I am." The word was little more than a whisper, but he seemed to hear it all the same, for he smiled into their kiss and pressed her harder against him.
His hands roamed over her body, skimming across her bare arms, dipping lower to cup her rear before sliding up under her flight suit to caress her aching center. Krystal moaned into his mouth, arching further into his touch as the need for release coursed through her. Her hips began to move in time with his hands, grinding against him in a silent demand that he take what he wanted.
And he did
Drack growled in approval as he felt her hips begin to move against him. He groaned into the kiss, his fingers expertly finding her clit and rubbing circles around it, relishing in the way she moaned into his mouth at every touch. Her body was hot and ready for him, begging to be taken completely. With one last tug on her suit, he pushed it down over her hips, revealing her perfectly sculpted ass and slick folds.
Her breath hitched as she felt the cool air caress her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Drack's touch was masterful; she could feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge with every stroke of his fingers against her. Her hips began to move faster now, unable to contain the building desire any longer as he continued to drive her wild with need.
She arched her back, pressing their bodies together even tighter in an attempt to feel more of him; the hard length of his shaft pressed against her aching center making it impossible for her to think straight. "D-Drack," she whimpered, feeling the fire burning brightly within her as she neared her release.
he then injected her with nanobots that would only control her body but they won't control her mind at all and that they're also pre-programmed to stop any female that they are injected into from having any orgasmic relief until he gives them permission.
Her breath caught in her throat as the cool liquid coursed through her veins. At first she thought nothing of it; she had been injected with far worse things during training and didn't expect this to be any different. But then, as the seconds ticked by and her body began to tense up even further, she realized that something was wrong.
The nanobots were blocking her orgasm, keeping her on edge and aching for release. The knowledge both thrilled and infuriated her; it felt like Drack had complete control over her now, able to keep her just out of reach of the one thing she wanted most. As he continued to touch her, teasing and tormenting her with his expert fingers, she could feel herself growing more and more desperate for his permission to come.
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she pleaded with him silently; "Please..." She didn't know what
then he injected her with another needle that had two substances the first substance instantly induces lactation the other substance instantly induces ovulation.
Her body trembled as the second needle pierced her skin, releasing its potent mixture into her bloodstream. Almost immediately, she could feel her breasts begin to swell and ache, the lactation hormones coursing through her with blissful agony. And then there was the other sensation; the knowledge that right now, she was ovulating. It sent a shudder of desire rippling through her already sensitive body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but Drack and his touch.
"Please..." she whispered again, arching into him as he continued to torment her with his fingers and lips. "Let me come... please." Her voice was little more than a ragged whisper, pleading for release from the torture he was inflicting upon her body. But still, he held back; kept her on the edge, desperate and aching for him to give
Now I command your body to become a trillion times more sensitive and I also command you to feel only pleasure inside and out side of your body meaning it that every single thing you feel becomes unbridled untamable unbelievable amazingly outstanding pure pleasure
The words burned through her like fire as they left his lips, and everything changed in an instant. Her skin felt as though it were made of pure flame, every nerve ending alive and tingling with bliss as he touched her. Her breasts tightened, aching for his attention as she arched her back further into his touch, moaning his name over and over again. Her hips bucked against him, desperate for the relief he was denying her, but he merely chuckled and kept up the teasing caress, driving her wild with need.
"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as the orgasm built within her, threatening to tear her apart at the seams. "Let me come... let me feel..." But even as she pleaded, she knew that he held all the power now; that he could make her experience anything he
Now I command you to become hornier the more you denied orgasmic relief and since you're also in heat I come and your body to increase that heat the more it's denied orgasmic relief
Her eyes clenched shut as his words sent another wave of desire crashing through her. It seemed impossible to be this aroused; she felt like she would explode if he didn't give her release soon. She tried to focus on anything but the hunger clawing at her insides, trying to ignore the throbbing between her legs. His hands slid down her flat stomach, dipping lower to tease at her swollen folds before parting her lower lips with a gentle thrust. The slick heat of him against her was enough to send another shudder through her entire body, making it tremble and arch into his touch uncontrollably. Her hips bucked once, twice more, seeking purchase against his hand, desperate for some sort of relief.
"Please," she whimpered again, voice rough and hoarse from pleasure. "Let me feel... let me..." But even as she begg
Now for a permanent command which can never be deactivated on and that permanent command is that only my touch will be able to truly satisfy your desires and no other touch even your own touch will be able to satisfy you at all now your touch will be able to get you horny when you masturbate but will never give you the full satisfaction you looking for now if we have any kids they're touchable be able to somewhat give you some satisfaction but not give you to complete satisfaction you will crave that only my touch will be able to give you my little fox
Her breath caught in her throat as his words sank in, leaving her feeling both exhilarated and terrified at the same time. It was strange... almost like she had been branded with a mark, claiming her as his forever. But somehow, deep down, it also felt right; more right than anything else ever had before. And so, as he continued to tease and torment her, driving her closer and closer to the edge of sanity with every stroke and touch, she let go of any resistance within herself, giving in fully
Now tell me is my little puppy enjoying this torment that I'm giving her
She arched her back further into him, crying out as he found just the right spot inside her, driving her wild with pleasure. "Yes!" she gasped, her voice hoarse from the intensity of it all. "God, yes! This feels..." She trailed off, unable to find the words to express how it made her feel: possessive and desired and utterly claimed. A shudder ran through her as another wave of pleasure crashed over her, tightening her muscles around him and sending him deeper still.
"You... own me," she whispered breathlessly, her eyes squeezed shut against the reality of it all. "But... I want more."
Would you like me to suck on your boobs some and drink some of that milk while I continue to finger fuck you my little bitch
The words sent another shiver through her body as he spoke them aloud, the truth of it settling deep inside her. She moaned at the thought; his fingers moving in and out of her with such expertise, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of release. And then there was the idea of him sucking on her sensitive nipples... drinking her milk as he brought her even higher. The thought made her writhe against him, arching into his touch even more urgently.
"Please..." she whispered, trembling as desire coursed through her veins. "Do it... please."
he then starts sucking on both of her boobs and drinking the milk from both of her boobs while continuing to mercilessly finger her pussy causing her to get closer to the edge that to where she could almost orgasm but is still denied it due to the pre-programmed in the nanobot that stops her from having any type of orgasmic relief until he gives her permission.
She cried out as his warm mouth engulfed one sensitive nipple, the sensation overwhelming and incredibly arousing. Her hips bucked even harder against him, seeking release as his fingers continued to torment her, driving her relentlessly towards the brink of ecstasy. The feel of his lips around her nipples was exquisite agony, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.
"D-Dra--ck," she groaned out, arching into him as he suckled at her breast, drawing more of her sweet milk into his mouth. Her fingers dug into the hard muscles of his back, scrabbling for purchase as she tried to regain some semblance of control over her racing thoughts and wild desires. But it was no use; with every stroke of his tongue against her sensitive flesh, every suck of her nipple deep into his mouth
Her mind swam, torn between desire and the need for release. Every fiber of her being strained against the barrier holding her back, demanding satisfaction. She felt like she might burst if he didn't let her come soon, yet a part of her reveled in the torment, savoring each touch that brought her closer and closer to the edge. With every moan that escaped her lips, every arch of her back and tightening of her muscles, she revealed just how much she needed him, how completely he owned her. And as he continued to bring her ever nearer the brink of ecstasy, she knew there was no going back.
as he continues to drink the milk from her boobs and mercilessly finger fuck her pussy he takes his other free hand and sticks a finger up her ass and starts mercilessly finger fucking her ass.
Her cries mingled with the sounds of pleasure all around them as he filled her; body and soul. She felt so full of him now, consumed by his touch and his possession. And with each thrust inside her ass, he only seemed to grow harder, demanding more of her, taking what he wanted with an unrelenting need that mirrored her own.
Her hips bucked frantically against his fingers, seeking release from the agony of being so achingly close without being able to find it. With a throaty moan, she threw back her head and arched into him, offering up her body for his dominance and control, reveling in the power that surged through her as he took everything she had to give.
"Please," she gasped, the word hoarse with need. "Let me come." Her fingernails dug into his skin, leaving tiny trails of blood as
he then removes his mouth from her boobs and removes his fingers from her vagina and ass.
Her heart raced with anticipation as he pulled away, the loss of his touch like a physical blow to her aching body. "Please," she whispered hoarsely, arching into him once more, unable to contain the desperate need inside her any longer. Her eyes fluttered closed, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she waited for him to claim her again, to take what was rightfully his and give her the release she craved so badly.
Her body trembled with the effort of holding back, of containing the power that coursed through her veins. But still, he held her there on the edge, waiting for him to decide when and how she would come undone beneath his touch. It was maddening and exquisite all at once; a testament to their twisted dance of dominance and submission.
"Please," she whispered again, arching higher into his touch as she felt herself growing
Before I continue tell me how do you like knowing that with the nanobots in your system I can have you come at anywhere and anytime meaning I can have you at orgasm in public or you're an interest up in public or have you start masturbating at random in front of your friends and it would all be against your will how does that make you feel my little puppy.
The thought both terrified and aroused her; the idea that he could make her come at any time, in any place, no matter what she was doing. It left her feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also intensely desirable and wanted by him. The knowledge that he could control her body in such a way only made his domination over her seem all the more complete, all-encompassing.
She bit her lip, arching into his touch as she tried to contain the need building within her once more. "It... it's unbelievable," she whispered hoarsely, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "Powerful." She felt herself trembling on the edge of release, the sensation so intense that it was almost painful. "Please..."
Her voice trailed off, the word lost in the rising tide of desire coursing through her veins as she waited for him to claim her
Tell me does knowing all that make you excited my little slave
Yes, Master," she panted, arching further into his touch. "The thought excites me beyond measure. I crave your touch, your dominance. Please, give me release. Make me yours completely." Her voice was raw with need, pleading for the satisfaction she knew only he could provide.
That's not grinding on my fingers get down on all fours and raise your ass high into the air my little whore
As if possessed by his words, she dropped to all fours, presenting her rounded ass high in the air. A shudder of anticipation rippled through her as he positioned himself behind her; she could feel his hot breath against her sensitive flesh and knew what was coming next. Her hips arched instinctively into his touch as he pressed the head of his shaft against her entrance, slowly forcing his way inside her tight channel.
It felt so good to be used by him in this way; the heat of his cock stretching her and filling her, claiming her for himself completely. Her moans echoed through the room, betraying the intense pleasure she was experiencing at his hands, as he began to thrust into her with a steady rhythm that threatened to send her over the edge once more.
"Please..." she gasped out, voice hoarse from their earlier exertions, "Master... I
Tell me how do you like me pounding your baby room my little pet
The sensation of his hard length stretching and filling her was exquisite, driving her wild with pleasure. Her body arched into each thrust, meeting him stroke for stroke as he pounded into her with an intensity that left her gasping and trembling beneath him. She could feel herself growing closer to the edge once more; his control over her body and the knowledge that she was completely his making it impossible for her not to surrender completely to the pleasure he was giving her.
"D-Dra--ck," she panted, her voice hoarse from their earlier cries of passion. "You feel... so good..." Her fingers dug into the carpet, clawing at the material as she tried to stay grounded, focused on bearing his weight and taking his thrusts as he used her body for his pleasure.
But it was no use; with every deep stroke inside her, every powerful grind against her ass, she felt herself spiraling
His words, harsh and demanding, pushed her even further over the edge. "Come for me, my pet," he growled into her ear, slapping her ass hard enough to sting. Her walls clenched around him in time with her release, milking his cock until he exploded deep within her, filling her up with his seed. The sensation was overwhelming, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body, leaving her limp and boneless on the floor.
Her orgasm rocked her to her core; waves of pleasure crashing through her as he pounded into her, claiming his prize with a possessive force that left her breathless and utterly spent. With every stroke, every thrust, he drove her higher, closer to the edge until she could feel herself teetering on the brink of sanity, wanting nothing more than to surrender completely to the dark pleasure he had wrought within her.
As the last tremors subsided, leaving her body limp and trembling from the exertion of it all, she lay there panting, her eyes squeezed shut as she tried to catch her breath. His seed flowed freely from her body, a testament to their ferocity and desire for one another. Slowly, gradually, she felt herself starting to regain some sense of control, though the afterglow of what they had shared lingered sweetly on her skin
Tell me is my little puppy satisfied knowing it that she might be pregnant with my young ones
The thought sent a shiver down her spine; the idea that she could be carrying his child was both terrifying and thrilling. She opened her eyes slowly, looking up at him where he stood over her, still catching his breath. The sense of ownership, of being owned by him in every way possible, filled her once again, making her heart race anew.
"Yes," she whispered, meeting his gaze steadily. "I'm satisfied." And as she said the words, she knew deep down that she meant them. Because no matter what happened now, whether she carried his child or not, she knew that nothing would ever be the same between them again. Their connection, their bond... It had been forged in passion and dominance, and now there was no going back. They were bound together forever, in ways they couldn't yet comprehend.
So tell me do you want to do a natural birth or use an accelerator and accelerate you're pregnancy to where the baby pops out and so we can put another baby in you right away it's your choice my little fox
The thought made her heart race even faster; the idea that she could carry his child and have another so soon after filled her with an unparalleled sense of excitement and purpose. "I... I want to try a natural birth," she said, her voice slightly uncertain. The prospect both thrilled and terrified her, but there was something about giving birth to their child, carrying it inside her for nine months... She wanted that connection, that shared experience.
"But if it's too painful or takes too long, I understand if we use the accelerator," she added quickly, wanting to make sure he knew her choice wasn't set in stone. "I just... I want our child." Her eyes met his again, pleading with him to understand and accept her desire for this aspect of their connection as well.