The Misadventures of Bev & Abby E02 by Saucy Kitten Stories [FFF] [Tentacle] [Rape] [Mind Control/Break] [Threesome]

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“Looks like someone finally woke up!” Cyrellia crooned from beside Bev’s prone form. “Hello, Abby. I am Cyrellia, seductress of women. So pleased to make your acquaintance.” She licked her lips as her eyes took in Abby’s innocent attire. The pink teddy and white lacy stockings suited her petite form perfectly.

“What did you do to Bev?” Abby’s voice pitched high with worry, the desire to go to her friend clashing with her fear of the gorgon in front of her.

“Nothing her body wasn’t begging me for,” Cyrellia answered as she slid a tentacle up one of Bev’s legs. More of the pink syrupy stuff drizzled out of the tip, coating her leg from her ankle all the way to her pussy. Bev’s body jerked in response, a barely stifled moan escaping her red lips.

Abby’s eyes widened, ashamed to find herself aroused as Cyrellia used one of her slimy tentacles to slap Bev’s exposed pussy. She cried out, spreading her legs wider in invitation and the creature did it again, this time stroking the tip over her clit.

“S-s-stop it!” Abby tried to feint bravery, but her breathless cry exposed her growing arousal at the scene before her. Her nipples budded against the teddy and she felt a blush creep along her cheeks.

“Do you want me to stop, my sweet?” Cyrellia asked Bev, pulling her tentacles back an inch.

“No!” Bev cried, mindless with lust. She pushed her hips off the pillowed floor, rolling them in invitation to the snake like creature.

“How about you bring your friend over here to join us? She’s missing all the fun…” Cyrellia dragged a tentacle across Bevs lips, dripping some more of that delicious liquid into her eager mouth. Bev hungrily licked it up, the intoxicating slime drowning out the last vestiges of her willpower.

“What are you giving her?” Abby asked, her mind growing foggy with desire. *What’s that yummy smell?* She thought, blinking through the haze as Cyrellia extended her thick black members towards Abby. Before she could react, her hands were bound at the wrists above her head and her legs forced to spread out as wide as they could.

“What a cute little pussy you have!” Cyrellia exclaimed, slithering closer to her. One of her tentacles had wrapped around Bev’s neck like a collar, and was pulling her on her hands and knees like a dog. With a startled yelp, Abby noticed Bev’s irises were glowing an eerie purple.

“Bev, snap out of it!” Abby cried, struggling to break the hold Cyrellia had on her.

“Oh, but she can’t! You see, Bev is operating purely on lust-driven instincts,” Cyrellia brought an inky tentacle to hover over Abby’s dainty breasts, the tip spurting some pink goo onto the peaks of her nipples. “Brought out from her subconscious mind by my *irresistible* juices.”

Abby’s mind reeled from the smell of the viscous liquid on her perky tits and she found herself licking her lips. Cyrellia laughed, and put the tip closer to Abby’s mouth, taunting her. She lifted her head to suckle the thick member, but the creature pulled it it just out of her reach. Abby’s deprived pussy was growing slick with desire as she made frustrated noises trying to fight against the gorgon’s hold to get a taste of that mouthwatering goo.

“Ah ah ah~, you haven’t earned your taste yet. Bev, my sweet, would you like to taste our dear Abby? She’s positively *dripping* her innocent honey for you.”

“What?” Abby cried, momentarily breaking through the addictive spell Cyrellia had weaved. Bev nodded eagerly, crawling on her hands and knees in between her best friend’s spread thighs. Abby’s struggles were fruitless, she couldn’t break the hold that monster had on her.

“Doesn’t she look marvelous?” Cyrellia murmured into Bev’s ear. Abby was completely spread open, her pussy exposed and vulnerable to Bev’s lusty gaze. “Soft, pink flesh dripping with need, surrounded by smooth, milky white skin? Not a hair or blemish on her!”

“Mmm,” Bev hummed in approval as she bent her head close to Abby’s pussy lips. She gave a tentative lick against her clit and Abby cried out in response. Encouraged by the force of her friend’s reaction, Bev gave a long slow lick from the slit at the bottom all the way back up to her clit. Abby panted with desire, aroused despite her mind screaming at her at the absurdity of it all. Bev licked her again, this time sucking her clit between her lips.

“Oh, g-g-god, Bev,” Abby moaned as Bev dipped her tongue into her quivering opening, lapping at the juices flowing out of her glistening folds.

“That’s it, Abby. Give into your lust.” Cyrellia slithered behind Bev and placed a blueish hand on her sex slave’s tanned ass. Two tentacles snaked out to join the first at Abby’s chest, slithering under the teddy to her tits. The tips opened up like tiny suction cups and hooked themselves onto her nipples, pulling at them. Abby’s startled cry was cut off by the thicker of the three plunging deep into her mouth, forcing a load of viscous liquid down her throat. Abby choked as she tried to drink it up, her eyes widened in surprise, the slippery black appendage giving her throat no time to accommodate for its size. Abby was panting hard through her nose as it shoved deep into her tiny mouth, thrusting brutally as Bev eagerly licked and sucked at her moist pussy. She felt one of Bev’s fingers playing with the tiny hole of her ass, and her eyes rolled back into her head with the idea of being touched there.

Bev moaned against her friend’s pussy as one of Cyrellia’s tentacles shoved into her own, fucking her as she slipped one of her fingers into Abby’s untouched ass. Abby screamed with pleasure around the swelling extremity fucking her mouth. More of the creatures juices flowed down her throat, the taste blocking out any pain she may have felt from Bev’s intrusion. Bev pushed her way past Abby’s resistance, burying her finger to the knuckle into her ass. She used her other hand to stick two fingers into her pussy as she sucked Abby’s clit into her lips. Abby bucked her hips wildly, frenzied with lust as Cyrellia fucked Bev from behind, adding another tentacle into Bev’s ass. Her hand slapped Bev’s sumptuous cheeks as she fucked both of her holes, goading her into a frenzy.

“Yes, yes!” Cyrellia cried, spanking Bev as her members continued to fuck her mercilessly. “Fuck each other like the crazed whores you are!” They both moaned, a writhing mass of lusty women as they pushed each other to a mind-melting orgasm. The walls of Abby’s pussy quaked as Bev shoved her fingers in and out of Abby’s holes. Her thighs shook, and she screamed as Bev wedged a third finger into her already full pussy. Her orgasm hit her hard, shattering her as Bev drank up her juices, sucking her clit in hard pulls. The tentacle in her mouth shot gobs of the pink juices down her throat, depleting the last reserves of her willpower.

Bev groaned into Abby’s sopping wet pussy as she came. Cyrellia grabbed handfuls of Bev’s jiggling ass as she gave her a hard shove into both her holes. Her climax tore through her, her hips bucking wildly as the creature’s tentacles fucked her through her orgasm. She felt the gorgon dump hot spurts into both her ass and pussy, filling her up, cackling madly as she did so.

“Ah, how wonderful!” Cyrellia said as Bev collapsed next to Abby. Both of their bodies twitched from the orgasms, too weak to do anymore than lay there panting. “You two will make fine new pets for my collection. I suppose you have earned your rest for now. Illia!”

Through half-lidded eyes, Bev and Abby spied a second feminine being, with great black wings sprouting from her shoulders. Her skin held a greenish hue, and a set of four horns jutting from a head covered with purple hair. She was completely nude and carried a long whip in her hands. From what little they could see through their blurry vision, the woman had a luscious, curvy form with tits that looked as big as Bev’s.

“You rang, mistress?” Illia’s cheerful voice rang out across the cavern.

“Take my new toys to a viewing chamber. Make sure they’re not too covered, and prepare a meal of our succulent fruits and my *special* wine.”

“Yes, Mistress. Come along, you two.” Illia brought the two girls to their feet and clasped a collar around each of their necks. She walked them out of the door she came from, pulling them by a leather strap acting as a leash to both of their collars. “You’ll like it here. Cyrellia always treats her pets so well.”

The two wanted to be scared, knew they should be trying to find a way out of this place. But something in that sticky stuff Cyrellia force-fed them made their minds blank. Even after all that had happened, Bev’s pussy still ached to be filled again. Abby’s thighs were dripping with desire, her thoughts filled with lusty fantasies from her collection of erotica. They were addicted, both already forgetting what they’d left behind. Nothing mattered except the delicious ache between their thighs.

“Bev, I feel funny,” Abby whispered, inching closer to her best friend as they followed along behind the winged creature.

“I know, sweety,” Bev slung an arm over Abby’s small frame, pulling her close. “We’ll get through this, we’ll find out a way home.”

“I’m not sure I want to go home,” Abby admitted, nibbling on her lower lip nervously.

“Neither do I,” Bev replied, sounding troubled by her admission.

“Alright, you two. This is your room!” Illia stopped at a large red door. A silver plaque in the center of the door bore both of their names. Illia opened it up and unhooked the leash from their collars. “You won’t be needing those,” she said, gesturing to their forms. With a snap of her fingers, the corset and teddy vanished, leaving Bev in her fishnets and Abby in her white stockings, nothing else covering them but the collars.

“Food and drinks are on the table. There’s all manner of fun stuff in the chests along the back wall. Shower and bath to your left, and bed in the center. Have fun!” With that, Illia shoved them both in and slammed the door behind them. Bev went to open it back up but found their side had no handle.

“We’re trapped,” Bev muttered dejectedly.

“Um, Bev?”

“Yeah?”

“Look up,” Abby’s quiet voice quaked as she stared up. Bev did as she was asked and saw the entire ceiling was a mirror, reflecting their naked forms back at them. “Cyrellia said to take us to the viewing room. Does that mean…?”

“Fucking hell,” Bev said between clenched teeth. Despite her apprehension, her pussy clenched at the suspicion arising in her mind. She walked to the massive bed and climbed up, reaching out her hand to touch a fingertip to the ceiling. There was no gap between her nail and the reflection. “That’s a two way mirror. We’re being watched.”

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