Request 5: Persona 5. -Rogue
"Persona!" Mistress Ann calls before walking to Joker's cell. Her red, skin-tight suit clutches her flesh with the zipper revealing her breasts halfway as they jiggle with each step.
Kamoshida joins him in there, beating him relentlessly. "Away," Ann orders him as her Persona cuts through the jail bars with her boots. "Y-yes," he complies immediately. He pulls himself up to a stand and holds his arms ahead to defend himself from her fierce gaze.
"Now!" Her eyebrows furrow in anger as Carmen threatens a fist while she holds the ties of her slaves. Kamoshida rushes toward her side, "Sorry, Lady Ann." He grabs her hand and kisses it softly. "My apologies." He turns to leave but Carmen blocks the exit. "Eh,"
Ann shows an expression of disgust and throws her hand down to spank his ass. She rubs the back of her hand on his boxers until dry of his spit, and turns to bundle them in her fist and rips them right off. Kamoshida is pulled back and upward from the her pull and his legs lead in dropping to the floor.
Kamoshida's knee hits the ground to bruise the bone and his hands slap the floor to break his fall. "Uh…" his jaw lies agape, feeling both humiliated and ultimately dominated. His crown drops to the ground and rolls into the corner.
"Now," she leans down to repeat in his ear. Carmen rises into the air and he crawls away with his balls slapping his thighs and dick hanging sadly to the stone ground of the dungeon.
"What to do with you," she stands with a hand on her hip and looks across the cell to Joker - arms tied behind his back, legs crossed and seated, chains hitched to his biceps, and a dark tape reserving his lips.
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"Uh, fuck, ooh," Ann moans to the beat of Joker's hips. "Faster, ooh, harder." Joker remains bound by his legs, his hands behind his back shackled by thick iron and chains.
"Fuck, ooh, make use of those hands, Akira. Nnf, fuck, yes~." Akira winds his arms over his head to strangle her softly with the chain. "Nnf, yeah~. That's right, that's right~." He continually bangs her over a barrel in his cell, unable to cum until she gives the order.
"Joker," Morgana whispers as he looks through the cell window. "Over here," he calls to Ryuji. Er, Skull. "Finally found him. Good job, cat." Skull joins Morgana as they peer from behind cover to scan the situation.
"Ugh. So gross," Skull gags. "I do not like this any more than you," Morgana crosses his arms. "How disgusting," Skull shakes his mind. "That- That bitch."
"Hey," Morgana looks up to him with an angry look. "Careful what you say about Lady Ann." "She's lost it," Ryuji shouts in a whisper. "She slutted out for the easiest dick she can find."
"Watch it," Morgana warns. "I wouldn't want to," Skull explains as he peers around the corner to continue running through their options. "Right," he bumps his fist into his open palm. "I've got it. You stay here for a second."
Away does Skull run while Morgana stays put. "Er," he sighs. Morgana rolls his head in his hands. "Why?" Soon enough, it's too much to see and so he stays behind cover. Covering his ears even because of the increase in volume from her pleasure.
"Akira, uhn~ God, fuck~," she pulls the length at her neck to draw his arms forward. She lies upon the barrel with her hands at the edge, gripping tight. Akira's arms are pulled down to hers as he's drawn closer.
He rests them atop her own and their bodies are made much closer - his stomach making contact with her back and his mouth in her hair. "Yes, more~. More~," she moans as she looks up to meet his eyes. Eyes shut, drooling. Teeth clenched, mouth open to catch sharp-taken breaths.
Carmen, still nearby and watching, throws a tie around his neck and draws his attention. She looks down at him in dominance and he looks up at her with a grudge. Teeth clenched also but an expression of despite.
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Ann connects the chain from his bound ankles to the one at his bound wrists behind his back. She begins sucking off her nectar around the sides of Akira's shaft.
"Ann," he speaks, attempting conversation again. "This has to come to an end at some point." She continues licking at her taste and begins dancing her tongue at the ridge of his head. "Kh," he moans.
Not that Joker didn't enjoy the fucking completely but he'd been trapped there too long and had to deal with her insanely lustful attitude. "I won't tell the cops," he tries to entice her. "Nobody will know."
Ann doesn't answer and takes the tip into her mouth. She sucks a few times with her inner cheeks lightly tapping either side of his head, and then leans in a bit.
Akira throws his weight back to the dungeon wall and looks upon her shut eyes and bobbing head. "Ouf, ffu…" He notices Morgana peeking through between the bars of his window.
His face stiffens and he shakes his head briefly while the cat punches its fist into its palm. "Uck, fof, nng," Ann noises as she reaches deeper. "Nnh," Akira moans as she gets sloppy with the thing.
Ryuji sneaks into the dungeon and makes his way around to cause a distraction. Rushing past enemies without making a sound, he finds himself at a wall of cells opposite Joker's.
Peering around the corner, Carmen notices him instantly. "Shit," he pulls back and hurries to hide somewhere. In less than a moment, she appears above him. "Heh," he chuckles nervously.
"Mistress," Carmen interrupts her enjoying Akira's cock. She furrows her brow and opens her eyes to Carmen with an angry look. She carries Ryuji with a tie wrapped around his neck. "I found this one plotting something." Morgana palms his face
"Ghn," she shows a face of spite toward Skull as he's thrown down to her side. "Muah~," she kisses Akira's penis and stands. "So annoying," she sighs deeply.
Mistress Ann walks to the corner for a spare set of chains and brings them to Skull. "Couldn't even let me finish," she giggles with an angered face. She leans down and chains Ryuji, "You crazy, bitch," he calls out.
Ann kicks his side with his boot and grabs his arms. "Get up," she pulls him to his knees and gets back to the barrel. She pulls on her centre zip and moves it past her pussy. Then, pulls it away just a tad to expose her clean-shaven cunt.
"Wha-?" Ryuji is shocked to see her being so liberal with herself since she got here. Maybe the sluts that mirrored her gave her an awakening, and weren't too far off. Ann shoves his face into her muff and his tongue soon starts complying.
"Good Ryuji," she tells him. "You know what happens when you disobey." She pushes the back of Ryuji's head to the barrel she enjoys and mounts his mouth again, lifting her left leg to do so.
"Akira," she calls to him, her arms tucked to hold her face in an adorable manner. "What?" Joker looks at her with reluctance. "Ah," she opens her mouth wide and lets a line of spit drop to the ground.
"What?" Morgana whispers in a shock, watching as Ryuji licks her juice and Akira rails her throat. All while she moans and giggles and enjoys herself.
Shortly after, Morgana sees Akira giving pipe while she sucks Ryuji. And then taking them in both holes. Both in the front. Both in the back, One in each.
Riding one of their faces while she takes it in the mouth, pussy and ass, then switching to the next to do it again. During the time, Morgana's been wretching, gagging, even being sick.
Mistress Ann gets to her knees with all three of her zippers drawn down and beats on their meats until they cover her with what she desires. The two repetitive bursts go one after the other, taking turns in splattering upon her face.
Cum reaches to the wall behind her, the top of her head and dripping to the back, and from her ears to her eyes, against her nose, lips, tongue, a sopping downward of her face to her neck to her chest to her tits.
"Ryuji, eh?" Kamoshida peeks from where Skull was hiding not so long ago. "Akira," he strokes his chin. "Wait. I know those two!" He turns in a panic to protect his treasure but Carmen waits right behind him.
-Dragon