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ithinkinggenshin · 2 years

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In their clutches care

Fandom: Genshin Impact, I'm more dangerous than you

Characters: Kujou Sara, Ren Pingsheng

Pairings: Kujou Sara x Fem!Reader x Ren Pingsheng

Warnings: Smut, rape/noncon elements, drugs, implied stalking, loss of virginity, double penetration, blood, breeding kink, prostitution, flogging, bdsm, painful sex, somnophilia, nipple toture, girl with penis, mind break, sub!reader, asphyxiation, humiliation, degradation, creampie, anal sex, vomit, vagianal sex, blowjobs, threesome, stockkhom syndrome, sex toys, video taping/camming.

Word count: 7,159

Synopsis: 3 days worth of smut because SOMEONE (*cough* @kujousgf *cough cough*) decided to give me brainrot.

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Rumors were everywhere in your college. But one of the few that stuck out to you was about the girl who sat next to you in your history class, Sara. Her stoicism made her seem unapproachable and intimidating. People would say that she was bad news, that she had multiple strikes on her record for beating people up and all her exes said she was crazy. She also hung out with Ren, one of the most notorious dealers at your school. An extremely shady person all around, from her business to what she did in her free time to how she managed to get all A’s in her classes without ever attending them.

Sara and Ren would often be found talking quietly in the halls or library. They’d stare at other students, Sara with a passive, almost killer face, and Ren with a nice smile but wicked eyes. How you managed to fall in with them, well… it happened too fast for you to say.

You would occasionally greet her in class, but most of your interactions occurred because you had been forced to talk to Sara for partner discussions. One day, she approached you to work together on a duo project, and while you wanted to work with one of your other friends the way she talked about you being partners made it seem like you didn’t have a choice, not that it mattered as your friend avoided you after hearing that you were working with her.

Sara texted you to figure out a day that worked, and you two made plans to meet in the library that evening. As soon as you finished the conversation, however, you realized ‘I never gave her my number. How’d she get it?’ The thought gave you an uneasy feeling, but you decided to chalk it up to the fact that maybe she had asked one of your friends.

You found yourself in the library with her, but she sat way too close for comfort and was quite touchy. You tried to politely ask her to back off a bit, but she ignored your requests. She eventually proposed that since you two (you specifically) couldn’t focus, you both ought to go to your dorm. You tried to say no, using every excuse in the book, but when Sara had an answer for every one of them, you eventually relented. (How does she know your schedule? How does she know your roommate and their schedule? How does she know which room you’re in?) Sara is practically pulling you toward your dorm building as you get more and more suspicious of her. You two get inside and she immediately starts looking through your stuff. You try again to ask her how she knows all these things about you, while also trying to get her to stop, (you fail). You relent and try to ignore the fact that Sara is about to find your underwear drawer (pervert) and just try to keep her in the corner of your eye to make sure she doesn’t steal anything. She doesn’t seem to, but she does start talking out of the blue.

“I’ve had my eye on you for a long time. Ever since you sat next to me at the beginning of the semester. I know you’ve heard the rumors about me but you still sit there, even say hi to me. You’re cute. Naive. I like you. Ren likes you too. Speaking of, she and I made a deal. You’re involved so come on.”

She grabs your bag, and you have to run out the door after her. You don’t catch up to her until you’re outside, but once you do you put your foot down. “Sara, stop. I’m not okay with all of this. We’ve barely talked and you act like we’re close! I’m not even your friend. It was bad enough you manipulated me into letting you into my dorm room only to go through all of my stuff! But now you’re involving me in some sort of shady deal between you and Ren? I didn’t ask to be a part of that. I’m not coming with you. Give me my stuff and leave me alone or I’ll report you for harassment.”

“Hmph.”

“So this is her?” A new voice. “You’re even cuter up close. Glad you two could make it.”

You didn’t realize how far you’d walked. Sara kept walking away from you even as you berated with her. Now here you are at the entrance to another building, one that you’ve never been inside (and didn’t even know existed), with Ren. The two share a look and suddenly Ren is pulling you into the building with her. Sara follows behind you, cutting off the exit (and blocking your escape path).

Ren drags you upstairs into a dark room. The blackout curtains and dim, flickering lamp in the corner makes you nervous. The room reeks of weed and given the unmarked bags and boxes in the corner, you imagine this is Ren's ‘base’ of sorts where she does all her deals. You really are in the lion's den.

You want to leave, but Sara shoves you in further when you try to take a step back. Ren smiles and speaks, “You’re a virgin right? No experience with sex? What am I saying? Clearly, you are. You’re so sweet and innocent. We can all tell by those wide eyes. Probably never even seen a blunt before, I bet. Haha. Adorable.” She pinches your cheek and only smiles wider as you try to bat her hand away.

“So here’s what’s gonna happen. We’re gonna get you high out of your mind. Pop your cherry and fuck you till you can’t walk. And then you’re gonna be a grateful little bitch and let us use you to get off for the rest of the night. Deal? Do this and I won’t charge you for what you smoke.”

None of this is fair and you want to go home. But Sara's already shoving her hands up your shirt and Ren is cupping your lower half.

“Good girl."

Lips press against yours. Another pair latch onto your neck and you feel them sucking on your skin. Teeth follow. You’re bleeding. Your bottom lip. Your neck. They’re devouring you. You squeak and whimper. Rough hands pull your bra down and grope your naked breasts. Clawed hands palm your ass and cup your pussy. They’re everywhere. You don’t know how to handle it all. You feel hot all over. You’re running out of breath. You want to push them away but your arms are awkwardly caught between all of your bodies and you pushing them only seems to make them push back even harder, getting you even more stuck.

When Sara finally breaks the kiss you suck in a big breath and feel a wave of relief as she pulls her hands from under your shirt. Only to grab your collar on opposite sides and rip your shirt in half. Fuck. She’s strong. And now you’re half-naked. Your arms fly up to cover your chest, face burning red. Sara catches your wrists fast though and uses one hand to hold both above your head. She goes back to kissing you and fondling your breast with one hand. Why do you feel something poking your stomach? Fuck you feel like a slut. So vulnerable. Can’t move your arms. Only able to flail in her grip and that only seems to push you closer to either her hand tweaking your nipple or Ren who slaps your ass once she gets your pants and underwear off you. Fuuuuuck. You’re naked in front of two strangers. Two women who have you here against your will. You’d leave if you could. But you no longer have a shirt and are entirely at their mercy. (you’re trapped. You’re not letting them have their way with you. No way. Not even if all of this is making you feel good in ways you never have before. Nope. Not at all).

Sara’s practically holding you in the air by your wrists. You’re standing on your tiptoes to be able to touch the ground. Ren mutters that it’s cute you’re so short. Perfect height to be kidnapped by them. You can’t respond and even if you could, you don’t think you'd know how to.

Suddenly, Sara lets go and you stumble as you try to regain your footing. Only for Ren to pick you up (fuck she’s strong too) and throw you on the mattress on the floor in the corner of the room. She quickly pounces on you and takes her turn to give you a searing kiss.

Sara’s in the background, you hear the flicker of a lighter and she takes a deep breath. Another flame turns on and you hear glass clink. “Ready to have your world rocked baby?” Ren asks you. You don’t have time to answer before she’s got a hand around your neck and is digging her nails into the sides as she pulls you up into a sitting position. Sara holds the end of the bong up to your mouth and pinches your nose closed. Fuck. You’re doing this, whether you want to or not. You breathe in and cough. Ren chuckles and massages your throat. You take another breath. Time seems to slow down. You giggle and the room feels much brighter than it did before. Ren and Sara share a smile. They have you take another two hits before finishing the rest off themselves. Languidly kissing and blowing smoke in each other’s face. You stare at them. They’re so pretty. They turn to you. They each put a hand on your chest and push you back. You flop on the mattress and feel the same hands go wandering all over your body. You’re their toy. They toy with you. Spread your pussy lips and run acrylic nails along your slit. Pinch and flick your clit. Pull on your nipples till you arch your back to relieve some of the tension. You love it.

Their hands are cool compared to your overheating body. Their nails imply danger but you only smile. It doesn’t even matter. It’ll feel good anyway. They will make you feel good.

Your mind seems to flow right out of you.

Ahhhh~

Ren chuckles and smiles down at you. You’re so adorable. She just wants to eat you. Sara also smiles. She bends down so her chest presses against your thighs and her lips wrap around your clit.

Fuck!

You’re cumming already. Pathetic little thing. How does it feel? Your first-ever orgasm. You were wet before, now you're leaking cum on Ren's already dirty sheets. Your initiation for them is complete. You came for the two most infamous girls in your college after they trapped you in a building and got you high. You were so easy. So pliable. Did you want this to happen? You seemed to be asking for it. And now you're begging for more. Saying how good it felt and that you love them both. Hah… such a cute little dolly for them to play with. You've spoiled them, really. Too bad they're known for breaking being rough with their toys.

Ren slips another finger into you and starts thrusting faster. You're still sensitive from your last orgasm so you try to push your legs together but it feels like you're moving through mud. Your actions are in slow motion. Sara laughs at your struggling and attempts at coordination. She's been fisting herself while she sucked on your clit. Now it's time to pay her back. She tightly grips the roots of your hair and moves your head so you're looking at her. Your mouth slightly agape. Sara leans down and licks the drool off your cheek and up to the corner of your mouth. She then spits it back in and then quickly mounts your head. She grips the roots of your hair tightly and while clear-headed you would be crying out in pain, the current you just pushes your head up to meet her hand, focusing on and loving her touch.

Sara growls a warning at you, “No teeth greenie. Or I’ll pull 'em out.” You make a whining noise, you never did like the dentist, but… Sara’s not a dentist? Or is she? That’d be amazing. No wonder the other students are scared of her.

Your thoughts are all over the place, bouncing around your head like gas particles trying to escape. You’re only pulled back to reality when Sara uses her other hand to squeeze your cheeks to make you open your mouth. She sinks lower and just one ball seems to fill your mouth, your jaw stretches and aches to accommodate both. But when you run your tongue along the skin and hum into them, Sara makes the best noise you’ve ever heard. You want to hear it again. So you keep going. Sucking. Licking. Even swallowing seems to make her happy. Anything to make Sara happy. Her dick goes from somewhat resting on your face to stiffly sticking up. She’s almost in pain with how hard she is. Time to cut this short.

Ren meanwhile enjoys the scene. She fingers your tight pussy with one finger, lightly scraping against your walls with her long acrylic nails, and occasionally pulling it out to taste you and admire how clean your inside walls are. Not for long. She presses two fingers together and eases them into your cunt. Your fuzzy mind state makes you lack any motor skills to resist. Your legs only slightly raise before you feel they’re too heavy, and you let them fall back on the bed confused as to why you tried moving them in the first place, only to repeat the cycle when you’re reminded of the pleasurable painful stretch caused by Ren’s two fingers.

She gets to the bottom of her fingers, knuckles pressed against your entrance. God, she wants to shove her whole fist inside of you. One step at a time. She wiggles them around. She can feel your womb entrance pressed against her nail tips. God, you really are a pathetic baby. Cunt so tight and small, it hasn't been stretched out by any other girls or even toys. You saved yourself for them, didn’t you?

Ren starts moving her fingers. In and out. Open and close. You keen against Sara, who now has her cock down your throat, at the sensation. Sara moans loudly and tells Ren to keep doing that. She obliges. Quickening her pace she rubs against your insides and stabs pokes your womb entrance with every thrust. You gush around her fingers again but this time she doesn't stop. Instead going further by using her other hand to play with your clit, flicking and pinching it.

This time, your legs manage to make it further than an inch off the bed as you flail them around (poor baby’s so uncoordinated) trying to get Ren to stop. “Too much! Too much!” Ren laughs. Hopefully, you’re not crying about this because the night is just getting started.

Ren’s thrusts get much rougher very quickly. She adds a third finger. She curls her fingers to stretch you out (even more!), and in doing so she tears at your inner walls causing you to bleed.

When she pulls out after making you cum again she grabs Sara's arm to get her attention. Shoving her fingers in her partner’s mouth so she can taste your iron and sweetness. Sara’s eyes roll to the back of her head. Fuck. That’s it.

She’s had her cock down your throat this whole time, managing to cum once down it. Your constant gagging and whining around it quickly pushes her over the edge. If it wasn’t for the weed, you’d have quickly spewed it all up. Instead, you swallow it down and feel oddly sticky afterward. You can’t say you hate it. Sara’s cum is salty, and you’re slowly gaining a taste for it. You let your tongue hang out as you rest your head to the side, catching your breath. Ren thinks you’re adorable, already looking like you’ve gone 12 rounds and been used by a whole fraternity of guys. But this is nothing. They’re going to have you gaping and ruined by the morning light. It’s far from over, and you soon realize this fact as you feel Sara’s bulbous tip prod your entrance.

“Sara noooooo~ It’s- yuh- you’re not gonna fit!”

She slaps your thigh, “I’ll fucking make it fit, doll. What good are you as my toy if I can’t use your holes?” She thrusts in after saying that and nearly collapses on top of you. Fuuuuuuck you’re so tight around her. Your slick mixes with your spit but even with all the lube, Sara is slow to bottom out. Maybe it’s because she too can’t move as fast in her hazy state, but she blames the fact that you’re such a tight bitch that she can barely move, not that she’s complaining.

Her tip kisses your womb entrance just as Ren’s nails did but this time there’s much more contact. (And Sara has a whole nother two inches she hasn’t even gotten inside yet!) You’re clawing at Ren, who’s sitting on your face above you, making her lick her asshole and she tweaks your nipples.

You’re going insane with all of the stimulation. Your insides clamp down and flutter around Sara’s cock, which is splitting you open. Your breath is being stolen as Ren leans more of her weight on your chest and covers your mouth and nose with her ass. You can only move your arms and even then not very well. You’re being drowned in their love lust for you.

Sara relishes the feeling of her dick being squeezed by her new cocksleeve. She languidly thrusts in and out of you. She doesn’t even care what else is going on. Doesn’t notice Ren starts smearing her juices on your face. Sare just focuses on your walls that collapse the moment she pulls out, only to be forced back open again and again. She cum inside of you. She’d be embarrassed for cumming almost as quickly as you did if she wasn’t enjoying herself so much, quickly picking up the pace after spurting ropes of cum inside you. She’s still so hard. She needs more. Fuck and if your pussy is this tight now, imagining how tight your ass will be, makes Sara squeeze your cheeks with her hands, fingers digging into the fat.

Ren has pulled out her phone, taking pictures of your face, smeared in cum and pupils blown wide. Recording your muffled moans under her pussy and your unfettered screams as Sara pounds you. Digging bruises in your skin with her hands. Speaking of… Ren gets off you and disappears beyond your eyesight. You whine at the loss of contact, having been enjoying her weight on you. Making you feel trapped secure. You don’t want her to leave you.

Sara manages to pull your attention back to her when she cums in you again. Fuck you better not be on any birth control. Doesn’t matter either way. She’ll make sure you’re knocked up by the end of the night. But for now… Sara pulls out of your cunt and admires the way your hole gapes. It hasn’t even been that long and your hole has been stretched to fit her cock perfectly, still tight but not nearly as much as before. Good. She’s well on her way to ruining you. Ren will do the rest when she brings out her myriad of toys later. Right now, Sara brings her cock back up to your lips, letting it slap on your pink cheeks a few times before shoving it in your mouth for you to clean. Fuuuuck. Your throat is so nice around her. Poor thing still has such an intense gag reflex and yet can’t do anything about the massive cock blocking her airway.

“Breathe through your nose. I don’t care if you pass out but Ren will be disappointed if you aren’t awake when she comes back.”

You don’t want Ren to be disappointed with you. You obey. Sara chuckles, you really are a pathetic little people-pleaser aren’t you? God, you’d make such a good whore. Let anybody use your holes. Sara and Ren could pimp you out for $10 a fuck. $15 if the user wants to cum inside.

Sara groans and cums down your throat. She’s pulled out yet you’re still coughing and choking on all of her cum, doing your best to swallow every last drop. Good bitch.

You’re given no relief though as Sara quickly cuts off your airways again (both your nose and mouth this time) when she sits on your face. Her plump, strong ass blocking your sight. Sara spreads her cheeks with her hands and you get a good view of her puckered asshole.

“Stop staring. I saw you tongue fucking Ren while I was pumping a baby into your womb. Now it’s my turn. You’re here to please me, so get that baby tongue to work. I know you can.”

You briefly consider the idea that maybe you had gotten pregnant. You were too distracted by everything else to realize that that could be the case. You smile. A baby between you and Sara would be so cute!

Mph!

Your thoughts are cut short as Sara plants her ass on your face. Her hole right up against your mouth. Right. Right. You kiss her puckered ring and stick your tongue out, giving an experimental lick before doing your best to force it inside her ass.

How are you supposed to do this?! It’s so tight. Your tongue barely makes it an inch before you feel like you can’t push it any further. Still, you’re a good girl so you keep trying. Sara rewards you with a nice, loud moan. God, you’re a natural. Why didn’t they do this sooner? She’s in love with how your tongue is so small yet fat inside her asshole. She bets if she clenched it would cut off the blood circulation to your cute muscle. Hopefully, you like the taste. She isn’t getting off you till you make her cum. God... You’re doing so well. Experimenting with moving your tongue around, pressing inside her inner walls, taking it out, and pushing it back in. Sara loves it.

Her moans echo through the room and into Ren’s ears as she rummages through her closet to find- Aha! Got them.

Ren pulls out a big box and carries it over to where you and Sara are. Smiling and pulling out her phone again to take a few more pictures before turning her attention back to the box. The lid comes off and inside are the toys that Sara had thought about before. All sorts of things that would push the line between pleasure and pain. Perfect.

Ren starts with the suction tubes that attach to your nipples. Ah cold! You think but you can’t see what’s going on. You moan into Sara as you feel… whatever it is twist and force your nipples to erect even higher. You don’t think you can take it. Your chest hurts. Whatever is on you, it's so tight!

Ren and Sara share a smile. You’re moaning and crying out underneath Sara, who delivers a slap to your chest, just above the sucker, and reminds you of what you’re supposed to be doing. You feel like you can’t focus on Sara with these tubes on you! But… maybe Sara’s trying to help? Yes, that has to be it. You dive back into her. Tongue returning to her ass with more vigor, this will help. This will help.

Ren attaches her phone to a short tripod and sets it to record you. She should’ve done that when they started, people would’ve paid so much to see them take your virginity. Ah well, hindsight. She focuses on putting you into more gear to make you a better showgirl. You can still make her money yet.

She attaches a third sucker to your little clit after giving it a flick. She’s gonna make it look like you have a baby, two-inch dick by the time she pulls the sucker off you. She twists until she hears you crying under Sara nodding when they make eye contact. Poor baby is finally shedding tears. She’s going to lick them up. Collect them in a vial. They’ll be her holy water.

Now… the best part. Ren goes to her box. Butt plugs and dildos. Ones that are inhuman in size. Ones that’ll ruin you beyond all measure. Leave you gaping. Pussy stretched out enough to take two cocks in it at the same time. Hell, she could pour wine on it and shove the bottle inside by the time she’s done with you. Maybe that’ll be the finisher. A good bottle of wine as the sun rises and you cry on the mattress, out of tears and voice practically gone. Shit. That’ll be the perfect end to this all.

Ren first gets a douche and slides the tube into your asshole, squeezing the bulb to squirt water inside, letting it fill you up all the way to your rectum, and then sliding it out to let it all flush out of you. This is the only part of you that’s clean at this point. Ren is about to put the douche away when she has another idea. Yes… she fills you up with water again before quickly grabbing the next toy. She slides the large balls beads into your ass, successfully plugging you up and making it impossible for the water to escape. (Unless her new fucktoy manages to stretch her hole even bigger somehow). It’s perfect. The large balls and water plug you up and make you feel so full. Bloated and unstable. Like you’re both too tense and wound up but also ready to fall apart at any given moment. Ready to let it all come gushing out of you. What’s even better is that this toy can vibrate. Ren holds off on turning the feature on. She’s going to surprise you. But now quite literally the biggest part.

Ren picks a 13-inch, glass, ribbed, “draconian punisher” dildo with a handle on the end. She reaches inside your pussy, scraping out Sara's cum and slathering it onto the phallic object. When she thinks there’s enough lube, Ren presses the tip against your entrance. She pauses to watch as Sara cries out, cumming all over your stomach. Consider them both impressed. People typically can’t make Sara cum from just tongue fucking her asshole. You really are a special little slut, aren’t you?

But now you have nothing to distract you. Nothing blocking your eyes from looking at the massive dick Ren is about to shove in you. Nonono it won’t fit. No way. You cry more. You’re coming down from your high. You feel the weight of what’s happened crushing you, worse than how it felt when they were on top of you, suffocating you. You don’t even have time to process it all before you feel yourself being torn apart. Split in half. The cold glass forces you wide open. Fuckfuckfuck. You’re positive you’re bleeding. If your hymen hadn’t been ripped by Sara, then it sure as hell was destroyed by this. You think you’re dying. The bumps on the dildo give you no room to adjust. Inconsistently pushing your walls. Forcing you to stretch and collapse around them. The bulbous tip pushes against your G-spot and then some. You’re full. Filled up and yet Ren keeps pushing. It won't fit. It won't fit! You told her this but she keeps pushing. You feel more alive than ever. You feel like you’re dying. Sara is filming you. Oh god. Your life is being ruined by these two girls. Everyone was right.

FUCK

Ren slides the dildo out and slams it back in you. Nononono She does it again. And again. And again. She hammers the cock in and out of your pussy. You're blubbering and crying. Begging her to stop. But it’s no use. Sara is fisting herself next to you. She’s getting off on your cries. Gonna cum all over you again.

Ren is relentless. You’re accommodating the glass. With each thrust more and more of it fits inside you. You feel the pounding at the top of your head. You feel like she might as well be shoving a pole to the top of your throat. Your heart is pounding, adrenaline coursing through you, making you keep up. You’re too focused on the overwhelming feeling of being tortured by the suckers and anal beads and dildo. You hear a click.

AHHHHHHH

The- the beads. They vibrate?! Oh god, you feel water leaking out of your ass. It’s swirling around inside you. The thrusts of the dildo shakes your whole form. The vibrating buzzes your insides. The suction on your most sensitive spots keeps your blood trapped and only serves to channel the sensations to the tips of your clit and nipples.

SMACK

Sara brings down a riding crop on your abdomen. She does it again. Again, again, again. Just like Ren, she’s relentless. They seem to be in time with each other, purposefully slamming into you opposite one another. Ren pulls out and Sara brings the crop down, then Sara lifts and Ren shoves the cock inside you.

Without your high, the room is much darker and the spots in your vision only serve to further your blindness. It’s terrible. It heightens the rest of your senses. You’re too aware of your voice giving out and your dried tear streaks. Eyes bloodshot and aching, even when you squeeze your lids shut. You just want all of this to be over.

You hate to admit it, but it’s starting to feel good. Everything is somehow meshing into a lewd symphony. Harmonizing with one another and bringing you to the edge. You clench and gush hard around the giant phallus. You clench so hard Ren has to stop, she even takes her hand off the dildo to get her phone to get a closer view and you end up pushing the cock out of you, still cumming.

Sara rips off the suckers and you squirt again. (or maybe you never stopped). She brings the crop down on your nipples that have doubled the size, pink and puffy. She’s merciless. Welts left in her wake. They litter your entire abdomen, crossing over each other, by the time she’s decided to be done.

Ren, in the meantime, has brought the dildo up to your face. You’re expected to lick it clean. Only now do you get a clear view of how large the thing inside of you was. You do kitten licks all over it. The bumps pressing against your tongue. She pushes the tip into your mouth and now your mouth gets a chance to experience what your cunt just went through. You try to speak around the toy.

Ren’s eyes narrow. “Oh? She can still talk? She’s still thinking in proper sentences? Guess she hasn’t had enough yet.” She pushes the cock to the back of your throat and holds it there. You gag and cry. Ren turns her head toward Sara and the two make out. They don’t stop to breathe for a long time. You in the meanwhile pass out after choking and struggling to breathe around the glass toy.

Ren giggles at your unconscious form. A shame. She was just about to pull the cock out of your mouth, she swears. Oh well. You can have a rest.

“I’m surprised she made it this long.”

“Me too. I was sure she would’ve passed out choking on your cock. She really is a special girl.”

“And you say I don’t have any taste. I brought us the most amazing toy yet.”

“You did, darling.” They share another kiss. “I suppose I should reward you. Mm?”

“Hmph. Why don’t we just finish our plan? Then we can talk about more.”

“Good idea.”

Ren reaches over and fishes out a normal-sized, vibrating dildo. Sara’s eyes light up in excitement. Your gaping hole and stretched lips look so enticing to them.

Once again, Ren gathers your slick and lathers them onto the fresh dildo, Sara pumps herself in the meantime. When everything is ready, Sara punches her cock deep inside you and Ren follows suit with her own toy. Double stuffed in one hole. Sara loves the feeling of her against Ren. She can even feel the beads in your ass make small bumps against her cock. Fuck it’s all so good. She can’t help herself. Sara thrusts inside you and Ren matches her.

Again, they hit you at opposite times. Sara thrusts in and Ren pulls out, and vice versa. You make tiny whimpering and moaning noises. Your whole body seems to react to them, each thrust causing ripples to shake your unconscious, boneless body. Your head falling and rolling back and forth. Your tits bouncing and jiggling. Your hair and makeup are ruined, smeared, and all over the place.

They use you like this for a while. Sara cums once inside you and then again all over your body. Ren laughs at the sight. She smears some around to write out the word ‘WHORE’ and takes another picture before licking up whatever is left of Sara’s cum on the tips of her fingers.

You don’t know what’s happening. In your subconscious, you feel like you’re being shaken by an earthquake. But an earthquake wouldn’t be happening inside you. Not… down there. What’s happening? Are you on a ship? Are you being carried? Are you dead? You can’t tell. Your mind shifts from one abstract scene to the next trying to comprehend what’s going on. And then suddenly, it all stops. You return to darkness and rest. Sighing in relief.

+++++++

You wake up to being shaken again. You can’t help the muffled groan that comes out of you as you feel like the wind is being knocked out of you with each hit. You try to get your eyes to adjust and see the room around you but you’re only met with darkness. It takes you a minute to realize you’ve got a blindfold of some kind on. You’re being pushed so hard you can barely stop your head from jerking back and forth, you know this has been happening a while because you feel like your neck- no whole body was in a car crash with the amount it throbs, your neck sore from whiplash. You try to close your mouth, lick your lips, anything and find you're blocked by a rubber ball in your mouth. You can’t spit it out. Your jaw aches. You swear you’ve been aware of the fact that your forearms are strictly bound, tight above your head this whole time but trying to move them so you can do… anything, really serves to cement this in your brain. You try to squeeze your way out of the leather and fail. Miserably. The edges of it only bite into your soft skin more. You lightly squirm and twist trying to get out, only to be brought into further despair when you realize your ankles are in leather cuffs as well. You’re unable to close your legs, no matter how much you writhe and tug.

You give up on struggling quickly as your whole body hurts to move and you’re still being jostled around by someone thrusting into your ass, the slap of their skin against yours is all you hear. Until a laugh rings out above you (to the left of you? You have no idea). At first, you don’t even recognize the voice.

“Start making those cute sounds of yours, baby. You’ve got three thousand viewers watching. You don’t want to disappoint them.”

Right. Ren. and Sara must be the one fucking your ass. You groan again, only this time out of exhaustion.

You’re suddenly wide awake as you scream behind the gag when you feel a hard paddle come down on your already bruised skin.

“Yes! Good girl~ Just like that.”

Ren smacks you again. She’s beating you up in front of thousands of people, and you’re helpless to stop her. You can hear chimes coming from her phone. Are… are all of those notifications coming from the people watching you?

You feel like you don’t even have the capacity to be humiliated anymore. Too braindead because of these two girls.

Ren giggles. “Oh yeah. You know that at least half of the people watching are students on campus right? I bet even some of our professors are enjoying the sight of you.”

Okay, so you do have it in you to be embarrassed. God, what are they all thinking? They must think you’re such a slut. A whore. What if someone asks you about it later? What if your teachers comment! Oh, your life is ruined.

Sara stops and you feel her cock swell inside your ass. She erupts and smiles. Your ass is stretched a bit wider and there’s more room for her cum to spread. More space to fill you up. She grabs a large butt plug with a fuzzy tail dangling off of it and quickly replaces her cock with it. You feel full. You want to puke. You wonder if you have, your memory of the night is fuzzy. You’re too focused on how everything feels right now. Your thoughts being that everything hurts and you want to crawl into a hole and die.

Ren finally stops beating you with the paddle. You make a noise of relief around the gag. You’re surprised and blinded when she rips the blindfold off and the gag out of your mouth. You make a pathetic noise and quickly shut your mouth, wetting your lips, and trying to relax your jaw. You’re blinking rapidly trying to adjust to the poorly lit room. It doesn’t help that Ren is standing over you, camera in your face.

“Say hi to all your fans, baby.” She gets a fantastic shot of you, really capturing the level of despair you’ve fallen into. And when you say nothing, she slaps your cheek hard enough to leave a red mark. “Don’t be a brat. You should be grateful they all decided to spend the last three hours watching you. The least you can do is give them a smile.”

THREE HOURS?!

Ren pulls your hair so you’re forced to sit up as much as you can, your arms stretching behind. You cry out for her to stop. Shake your head in her grip but that only serves to make her tighten her grip on your roots and hurt you even more. “You know what we want. Be a good whore already. It’ll make your life a lot easier.”

You force a smile, squeezing your eyes shut so you don’t have to look at the camera anymore. They really did it. They really have been using you all night. They say the people watching have been doing so for… ugh you're gonna be sick… three hours. But how long were you out even before that? What did they do to you? Your insides are burning. The only relief you get is the cum plugged up inside you. Only semi-soothing your inner walls. You don’t even want to think about possibly being pregnant. There are too many bad things that are going to come out of this. You can’t be bothered right now to worry about them. You don’t even think you’re properly processing all of this right now. Your brain was fucked out of your head.

Ren can’t stop smiling. You don’t even know how long she sat there, getting different angles of your dazed expression. She can see the cogs in your head turning, slowly churning through all the cum they’ve plugged up in you. It’s adorable that you’re still trying so hard.

“Common kitten, meow for them. Say, ‘thank you for popping my cherry and making me a big girl! And for showing everyone how much of a slut I am!.’

“...n-nuh”

SMACK

You’re whipped to the side and end up in the perfect position for hurling your guts off the side of the mattress.

What comes out of you shouldn’t be a surprise, but it’s far grosser than you care to admit. You squeeze your eyes shut so you don’t have to look at it, but have the urge to vomit again when the stench of it all hits your nose.

“Ew…”

Ren and Sara share a look. Looks like the fun is over. Sara straps the gag back into your mouth, sets the blindfold in place, and unlocks a few of your cuffs. She lifts you up and carries you out. Winding through the halls and finally dumping you onto the floor in the empty lobby. They really must not have cared about this building. There weren’t any carpets or much furniture for that matter. Ren follows, carefully blocking the camera and making sure no one knows where you came from. She finally points it back at you and tells everyone that they’re welcome to come pay you a visit, never directly telling anyone where you all are. She gets one last shot of your pathetic, resigned form before turning off the camera.

“This was fun, baby. Maybe we’ll hit you up again sometime.”

You curl in on yourself.

Ren laughs. “Oh my god. You didn’t actually think we were gonna leave you here for people to come find, did you? Haha, we really did break the pathetic brain of yours. Were you excited to be used by a bunch of strangers?” She lets out another laugh and grabs your face, you can feel her breath on your nose. “Don’t worry. We don’t let people touch what’s ours. You’re coming home with us. We’ll keep training you. You’ve come so far from the virgin you were last night. It’d be a shame to let your whorish nature go to waste. Even if we do decide to be selfish and keep you entirely to ourselves, you’d still be useful around the house.”

You hear a zipper and some rustling before feeling your body leave the ground. You’re set down again in what you assume to be a large bag.

“Welcome to your new life baby. We’re gonna have so much fun. We’ll take good care of you.”

The zipper closes the bag. Everything goes quiet. You’re being carried away. To your new life.

Your eyelids droop. You fall asleep knowing that there's no point in resisting. They've got you in their clutches. There's no escape.

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Jason did not expect his ghost form to feel…like this.

(Oh, dealing with his body randomly phasing through the ground and smacking his face onto hard concrete was not fun, but Jason dealt with that just like with every other hurdle in his life. By being more stubborn than the problem itself.)

It felt like something… settled into place. That was the best way he could describe it.

He felt as if spite and anger were finally not the only things keeping him awake and running.

He felt calm, almost. Stable, at least. Whatever pent up energy that was stuck in his chest cavity now flowed freely throughout his body, redistributed, instinctually easier to manage.

It's almost like he could breathe a little bit easier.

(After much… ranting that Jason decided to ignore for his own sanity, Danny said that his case ectoplasmic corruption was probably due to the fact that Death, as a concept, doesn’t let go of things easily, time shenanigans notwithstanding.)

(Becoming a half-ghost was seemingly the only working compromise.)

—

Danny once told him that broad strokes of a ghost’s personality could be guessed by looking at their physical appearance.

Despite the cool powers, this was a slight downside. Jason dealing with the filth of the Earth meant that being to hide his emotions and who he is was kind of important. Life saving, even.

He realized later on that his ghost form was way too easy to read.

—

He looked at his arms covered in bandages, and got reminded of the amount of times he had to patch himself up in the last month.

His jacket was ripped in place he knew that would have been sewn together when he was a living breathing human (well, as much as he could be).

He always looked slightly on fire?

(Danny told him it's probably related to his... core?)

(He know he died in an explosion but really?)

And then, there was his… veil? Shroud? Cloak?

It looked really nice.

But on the other hand…

It drooped when he felt under the weather. It flicked and thrashed around when he’s either irritated or barely holding back his urge to headshot someone.

And—

(No Danny, my cloak was not fucking wagging when you brought me fresh ectoplasm last week, you’ll have to get your goddamn eyes checked—)

He'll deny it until the day he dies (a second time).

And then his cloak could sometimes just…grow bigger. He figured that it acted as an extension of his own body, and had a nice add-on of allowing him to sense things he couldn't see. Hell, he could even make a hand out of it (wacking Danny with it - gently - never gets old). Jason had to also admit it looked cool, with the wispy bits and with one of its sides becoming a bright yellow.

(It reminded him a bit of his time as Robin.)

—

Being a ghost had a lotta perks.

Dealing with targets was so much easier when no one could see you. Inflitration was so much simpler when walls became optional. Cameras will glitch out when he's around, he left no traces visible to the naked eye and, combined with his training, to say that it was useful would be an understatement.

But, sometimes, he feels like he’s changing as well the more he transforms. Not drastically, but enough for him to look back and notice.

He usually was someone who prided on being efficient and straight to the point.

But now he’s starting to… have fun.

He started using his claws whenever he could. Don't het him wrong, he still uses his guns plenty, but there was just something deeply satisfying about vaulting over things, scaling a wall or crawling on the ceiling with bare hands.

(Punching people is still the most satisfying by far, though.)

That one time hunting down the Joker wannabes was fun too.

(Danny said he’d get along great with Skulker? Did Jason want to find out? No.)

Fading in and out of invisibility, he picked them off one by one, watching as panic and dread slowly but surely creeped up on the remaining ones.

(After all, he has no respect for those trying to emulate the dead clown.)

—

(Yeah, the Joker was dead.)

(Surprisingly, that has not been a good day.)

—

One of the favorite things he liked to do was rooftop parkour. The… bendability of gravity is… fun, not gonna lie.

(Not flying though. Jason is used to having feet in regular contact with solid ground, thank you very much. No offense, Danny.)

But he gets why ghosts love to fly. When he’s jumping from rooftop to rooftop in Gotham in the at night, watching the city light fly by, cloak spread behind him, it’s as if nothing else matters.

(No Joker, no petty criminals to beat up, no avoiding the Bats so they don’t find out about his existence—)

He can just enjoy, even just for a little bit.

—

(Somehow the Demon Brat and Orphan could sense him. Will keep and eyes on those two, and also the more reasons to avoid them.)

(The real problem was the new Bat in town. Bruce, what the fuck, another one? Again?)

(The yellow one, Signal. No time to check his profile yet, but probably a meta or something.)

(First night out and the guy almost managed to actually fucking see him —looked at him straight in the eyes and all, then did a double take. Jason never phased into the pavement so fast in his entire fucking life.)

(And so far no Bats on his cloak tails yet.)

(He did help the guy incognito, just a couple of times.)

(And he also did steal his escrima sticks for fun, and once the guy went out looking for them, he’d put them right back where they were.)

(Turns out, he discovered later, that being a little shit runs in the ghost community.)

—

(Sometimes he also wonders what happened to Danny before they met.)

(He wasn't a Gothamite, that was obvious. He doesn’t pry, but it doesn’t take a lot to piece two and two together.)

(He just wonders who he has to kill this time.)

—

(Jason could not believe he forgot and underestimated just how fucking persistent every single one of the Bats could be. Of course it had to run in the family.)

He gazed down, thought the agony, at the gaping wound under his right armpit.

(The Bats have been chasing him relentlessly for a while now. He got more injuries than he can count, especially from Bruce.)

(They know. Oh, they know.)

(It didn’t go well.)

(He knows the others are there surrounding him to prevent him from escaping, he knows that Dick is right behind him, but at the moment he couldn’t care less.)

It has been a long time since the last time he got shot.

(It felt like someone set his right side on fire.)

What was flowing out in abundance was a neon, toxic green.

(The Pit Waters, ectoplasm, he didn’t even know that he could fucking bleed in ghost form—)

(Danny—)

He looked back up at Batman, holding a (frankly) ugly gun, white casing and highlights in the same shade of toxic green.

(A gun that Danny warned him about. And everything behind it.)

Jason felt something in him... snap.

(Why did it have to be you, Bruce.)

His mouth opened—

(waitsincewhenhecoulddothatthroughtthe mask—)

(Jason could see the billows of neon green smoke—)

(He couldn’t see Bruce’s expression.)

(Every. Single. Goddamn. Time.)

— and wailed.

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I am genuinely delighted that my last post got that much attention! Thank you so much, to all who liked, rebblogged and commented, it really does mean the most. 💕

This AU may be continued? No guarantees, tho.

For those interested: Part 01

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