Olivia had been waiting for Jinx to let her guard down ever since she'd put the cuffs on. Jinx hadn't let her attention lapse. Olivia was never out of her sight. The gun spun back and forth between Vivi and Olivia, but it was always targeted at Vivi's chest or Olivia's head, and she had no doubt that Jinx could pull off a killshot.
Jinx had mentioned extra billions of neurons, which suggested neural enhancement. That tended to be correlated to psych issues and brain cancer, but neither of those were relevant to Olivia right now.
Olivia was now seated, with Vivi seated right across from her. Jinx could walk around the pair of them as she felt like, and the blue-haired girl had started chewing some bubblegum. "You're a real troublemaker, Liv," Jinx said, poking Olivia with the tip of her gun. Olivia didn't respond. "Do you know what your girl did, Vivi?"
Vivi was quiet in response. She just stared at Jinx, expressionless as she did so. A studied calm. Maybe she'd even shut off autonomic changes in facial expression by this point.
"Tell her what you did, Liv. We both know that I know. No sense in keeping it from her."
"I don't know what- ahh!" Jinx had just stomped on her foot. She jumped involuntarily in the seat, and Jinx slammed her back down into her chair, one hand on her shoulder, gun shoved against her cheek.
"There's a reason you took your shot after I mentioned three Enforcers. Last chance, girlie. Honest truth, or your room's gonna be redecorated in pink and grey."
Jinx stared right into her eyes. Vivi... if nothing else, Vivi didn't deserve to have to see that. "...I convinced an Enforcer that Max had slept with his girlfriend," Olivia said at last.
"There we go! That wasn't so hard, now was it?" Olivia's attention was on Vivi, whose lips trembled just a bit by way of response.
"Olivia..." Not Mistress. She actually, legitimately, had fucked up. "I told you about the... the drunken sex because I wanted to be truthful with you, not so you could hurt one of the people I had slept with. Why would you do something like that?"
"I was fucking pissed, okay?!" Olivia said. "You slept with this stupid hot guy, we both know you're more straight than gay, so you probably liked sex with him more than me, too!"
"I told you I didn't remember that night!" Olivia grit her teeth.
"Naughty naughty," Jinx said, a grin on her lips, twisting around to look at Vivi even as she kept the gun up against Olivia's cheek. "I don't remember that night either - but I sure as shit remember the morning. As I recall, you started sucking his dick first thing."
Olivia's expression got even tighter, and Vivi seemed to wilt. "You..." Olivia started, her voice a hiss.
"I'm sorry! I didn't want to make you any madder than you already were!"
"So he was better than me," Olivia said.
"Sex isn't everything in a relationship!"
"You're a fucking Vivi! I spend like two hours a day coming up with ways to keep you coming your brains out without my active involvement so I can actually get the work done!"
"Trouble in paradise," Jinx said, nodding to herself as she kept the gun mushed up against Olivia's face. "See, here's the deal, Liv. I'm not here about me and Vivi being pole sisters. My boss is concerned that somebody did a frame job on Max. Made it look like he killed those three Enforcers," she explained. Olivia steeled her expression. "Sabotage us. Make Zaun look like it's not safe for Enforcers, like it's not safe for foreigners... bad juju, you know?"
"I didn't kill those Enforcers, he did."
"Was actually the bite-sized goblin," Jinx said. "But that's true! That doesn't make my job any easier though, you know? You still created the situation. Even if I decided to give you the all-clear... I mean, you might just do it again."
"I wouldn't," Olivia said, immediately. Really, she'd start by getting this bitch for traumatizing her Vivi, and then they'd probably have to leave Zaun altogether.
"Right, not very convincing," Jinx said, blowing a bit bubble of pink gum, then slurping it back into her mouth. "I have a theory, Liv. Heck, it might even help you forgive your girlfriend."
"She can take as long as she needs to forgive me!" Vivi offered.
"How sweet, shnookums. Now shush," Jinx said, not even glancing away from Olivia. "My theory? Max's dick is extra-special." Olivia spared a glance at Vivi - whose expression betrayed that, yes, that was Vivi's opinion too. "Extra, super, amazingly special," she explained. "Not just regular twelve incher special, yanno?"
"...I don't," Olivia admitted.
"Yeah, yeah." Jinx took a half-step back, gun coming away from Olivia's face to swing around towards Vivi's chest. "You know how hot he is, right?"
Olivia grit her teeth, and Jinx's trigger finger wiggled threateningly. "Yes, I know how hot he is," she got out.
"More than just regular hot, right? A once in a generation hottie, 'cept that's a fossilized idiom. He's hotter than once in a generation. If you went across every single human being currently alive, it's very possible that there isn't a single one who's as hot as him. Sound right?"
"I just watched him through some CCTV footage."
"It's... I thought so, Mistress," Vivi said. "I actually thought something similar when I first saw him."
"Great. So the guy who fucked my girl-" Olivia's voice died as Jinx took a step closer to Vivi's chest.
"My point, idiota, is that the guy who fucked your girl is the hottest dude ever. So, his dick is also the best ever."
"That's..." Ridiculous? Stupid?
"What do you think, Vivi? Olivia's not your first, how's his dick compare to other guys'?"
"It's the biggest... and the tastiest... and the most gorgeous..."
"¡Ya está bien!" Olivia spat out. She took a deep breath, finding her leg was jittering. She wished she could just crack this bitch's fucking skull. Plaster her brains all over the wall. Teach her a lesson for fucking with her and Vivi. "What's your point?"
"Well, I fucked him multiple times," Jinx explained. "'sfar as I know, Vivi only did it the once."
"Yes! Only that... morning! I never went to visit or talk to him again or anything, Mistress"
"When that cock comes out..." Jinx licked her lips. "It sounds ridiculous, but I think that there's something about it, you know? It's not chemical or anything, or it wouldn't work on Vivi and Becca, which is very obviously does. Probably some kinda superstimulus, just like his rockin' hot body. Like an orchid mantis, but for cocks."
"A what?" Olivia asked.
"Oh!" Vivi said. "Orchid mantises evolved to look like orchids as camouflage, but they actually look so good that butterflies will choose them over real orchids."
"You got a real smart girlfriend," Jinx said with a smile.
"So he basically raped Vivi?" Olivia said, her nostrils flaring.
"Nah, she sucked his dick of her own volition. Ain't like an orchid mantis is mind controlling the butterflies."
"It is killing them."
"Max is a sweetheart without a mean bone in his body," Jinx said dismissively. "If somebody decided to make his dick that good.. well, I wanna know who." Olivia glared at Jinx. "Don't believe me?"
"It sounds stupid, and you've been holding me and my sex slave at gunpoint for the past hour."
"Right. That's me being nice," Jinx said. "The rational thing to do would be to kill you and blame the fact that, yanno, you tried to shoot me, perrita." With her free hand, she pointed at the door, which still had a hole in it. "I could offer your body to Piltover as the person responsible for killing those three Enforcers, bingo bango, who's got the mango? I could still do it, if you'd rather."
Olivia just glared at her.
"'Swhat I thought. So. I want you to be my test subject, aight?" She lowered her googles, looking at Olivia and tapping a few buttons on them. "Here's what you're gonna do. I'm gonna invite Max over to your place. You're gonna ask to suck his dick. His cock comes out, and you don't agree with the orchid mantis explanation? Just tell him you changed your mind, sorry, please go."
"And if I do?"
"If you do, it'll all come natural," Jinx said. "Now, look at me like I was your beloved Vivi and the two of you had decided to switch roles for today. Open that mouth of yours nice and wide."
Olivia glanced at Jinx's gun arm - she was still pointed unerringly at Vivi's chest, where her EM chip was housed, not even having to look - and then looked back up at Jinx. She took a deep breath, tried to steady herself mentally and force a smile, and then opened her mouth wide, tongue stretching out. She didn't really have a choice.
She had to protect Vivi.
* * *
Olivia stared at the bullet hole in the front door. Jinx had seemingly forgotten about it. The overpen on the round she fired should have probably made a nice crisp dent on the opposite wall and stopped.
It was kind of fucked up, but she was sort of hoping that Max noticed something was off. Sure, he'd fucked her Vivi, and she was still a little angry about that, but Jinx? Jinx had held her and her Vivi at gunpoint. It wasn't the first time Olivia had a gun pointed at her, and hell, she started it. But fucking with her beloved Vivi? That was too fucking much. The moment she was free, she'd kill that bitch for fucking with her girl.
Still, she had to play her role. She was the kinkster interested in trying out the sub role, and obviously her main partner wasn't a suitable dominant. Vivi had recommended Max for the role. She'd let him take out his cock, then tell him, "Sorry, mierda, actually I'm not into guys, lo siento, stupid mistake on my part," and send him packing.
There was a knock on the door. "Olivia? You okay in there?"
"Yes! Door's open," she said. A second later, the door opened - and Max wasn't anywhere to be seen. He poked his head in a moment later, quickly taking in the room, then let out a sigh of relief, giving her a smile.
He'd been fooled, that was obvious. "There's really nobody else here?"
"Vivi's in the back with the keys. Wouldn't want her to see her Mistress taking the sub role," Olivia said, just like that chupador de escoria had told her to. "Just a quick one-off, that's all. Thanks for coming by."
"Oh! You're welcome, hah! I actually was pretty much finished with work for the day when I got your call. I was half-considering starting up on a new part, but - you don't care about that, sorry." Fuck. She'd let her annoyance get out into her face.
"No, not really," she admitted. "I just want to try sucking cock." She opened her mouth wide, tongue lolling out.
"I, uh, didn't realize that Vivi had a mistress, by the way," Max said, as he approached her slowly, still a little skittish, like some stray cat. "Sorry."
"It's fine, she can sleep around." An absolute fucking lie, but there had been times Olivia had been tempted, just to keep up with Vivi's libido. "You gonna get your dick out or what?"
"What's with the camera?" He asked.
"I might want to watch it later," Olivia bullshitted. "You know, to study and shit. I mostly domme so getting a good angle on myself as a sub could be good for study. Plus, can't exactly be booty calling you constantly. If it bothers you, you can take it down."
"No, no! It's fine, that's actually considerate of you, ha," he said. She nodded along, wanting him to just get on with it. "Right. Right. Sorry. This is just escalating a little quicker than I'm used to," he said, letting out a laugh. "I mean, not that you're a slut or anything," he added, as if terrified of offending her.
She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Just get your fucking dick out," she snapped. She hadn't meant for the words to come out that way, but, well, she was irritated.
"Sorry, sorry!" He stepped forward, popping the button on his pants. He unzipped them a moment later. Olivia would (hopefully, if that bitch Jinx didn't go back on her word) be free soon enough. She was already preparing the right words to say to him...
And then that fat cock burst free, and her mouth fell open. It was huge, yeah, that wasn't a surprise, but there was something about it that was irresistible. Her nostrils flared. It was pure masculinity incarnate.
An orchid cock, her brain offered up. That phrase seemed incredibly fitting: a cock that was so much better than every other cock she'd ever seen, it was like it was a whole different kind of thing, and you only called it a cock because what other word was there for it? It was like generative art AI had been told to draw, not (cock) or (cock:2) or even (cock:3), but (cock:10), and instead of spitting out gibberish it had actually done the assignment properly. She wanted to suck it more than she'd ever wanted to suck a cock in her life, which wasn't saying much since she hated giving guys head, but even if she hadn't, that would still be true.
Her mouth was wide open, her tongue stretched out invitingly for that big, beautiful cock. The world seemed to narrow down to that point. She could get her Vivi free later. Could deal with Jinx later. Hell, this was better for dealing with Jinx, right? Prove her whole theory right. The theory was irrelevant to avenging herself on Jinx. But if she felt vindicated, she'd be more likely to let them both go.
Yeah. That made sense. This wasn't even infidelity, Vivi was fine with her sleeping around, even if it'd been years since she last did. She was protecting her girl by sucking this cock.
Max slid his massive cock right into her wide-open mouth. She'd never given head before, so as her jaw stretched out, she expected it to hurt. As he slid along her eager tongue, she expected her gag reflex to act up. Neither of those things happened, his dick smoothly, slowly pushing its way deep, deep into her throat. Her whole body shivered in response, her nipples scraping against her camisole as they rapidly hardened, her clit seeming so unbelievably sensitive in the aftermath of getting her throat plugged. She was wet. She'd just been made to deepthroat a guy and she felt horny as fuck. Like she might after playing with Vivi for a half hour without making her reciprocate at all.
She squirmed in her seat, thighs trying to rub at her cunt, to get herself fucking off. This cock in her throat was like the worst clit-tease of all time, because she was so, unbearably horny, but her hands were cuffed behind her back (another reason to hate that bitch Jinx).
Max slid out of her throat at that point, and she actually whimpered at his sudden absence. "You're a horny little cocksucker, aren't you?" He asked, his cock looming over her face. She just nodded, tongue still stretched out invitingly. "Do you mind if I touch you below the-"
"¡Haz lo que quieras conmigo!" Do whatever you want with me! She'd meant to say it in English, but she was that fucking horny. Luckily, either he spoke Spanish, had a translator, or got the meaning by her volume, because he stuffed his cock right back in her mouth. She quivered at that, her whole body trembling in desperate arousal, and one of his hands slid down for her tit.
That was enough for her to be sent over the edge. She jerked and spasmed wildly, her eyes peeling back in their sockets as an Earth-shattering orgasm hit her. She moaned incoherently around the cock in her throat, the noises only seeming to stimulate Max still further, his big fat beautiful cock twitching in her throat. She shuddered beneath him, her thoughts turning into mushy goop. She loved this fat beautiful wonderful cock in her throat. She loved it enough that her oxygen-starved brain imagined sharing it with Vivi, the pair of them sometimes sucking and fucking this dick as a couple, even though normally she hated the idea of loaning out Vivi to anybody (especially a hot guy).
Saliva dribbled out of her mouth as she just slurped on his dick like that, tongue dancing around his length. He started to pump back and forth in her mouth at that point, casual, forceful thrusts that felt so fucking good. Her cunt was on fire with need. She wanted that big fat cock to get stuffed into her cunt and spray out some massive load. She wanted to be bred by it. She wanted to raise that cock's baby with Vivi. She was postmenopausal, but her brain told her that a cock like that could knock any bitch up. That its little swimmers could impregnate her Vivi, even.
Rationally, it was nonsense.
Physically, her hips bucked up into the air a bit in her seat, as her thighs squirmed and wriggled, trying to stimulate her diamond-hard clit. She mewled desperately around his cock as she humped the air, wanting more, harder, more, harder. She slurped on his dick hungrily, her tongue dancing around, tasting him, relishing every inch of his big, fat cock.
Then, suddenly, he pulled out of her mouth again at that point. His cock twitched in the open air, throbbing in front of her face, a massive white rod that contrasted her own caramel skin. She held her mouth wide open, whimpering, nonverbally begging for more. "Fuck my throat, fuck my throat with your thick white cock," she pleaded, when he didn't immediately respond to her nonverbal pleas.
He thrust into her mouth again at that point, just holding himself down in her throat. "Ahhh, fuck, I get it," he breathed out, as he held himself down her throat. She just quivered and squirmed in place. "You're normally a domme, so you were playing the brat, right? Vivi's not really a bratty sub, so I didn't think of that." She whimpered as best she could around his cock, wanting to get off, feeling so teased. Her hands fought against the cuffs, metal grinding against her wrists, but if she could've gotten free under her own power, she would have done so a long while ago. "One of those, uhh, shut her up with your dick situations," he said.
She wasn't really processing what he was saying at this point. It was meaningless white noise, compared to the raw need to orgasm. Getting choked by his cock was just too much for her. Her hips were humping at the air, legs shifting, trying to reach out for his thighs, to rub her horny mess of a cunt up against his body. Even through her panties, she was sure that the stimulation would be enough.
He seemed to recognize her desire, shifting his leg up to where she could hump it, and she did so, and immediately came, mewling around his dick as her eyes peeled back. Saliva dribbled out of her mouth as he continued to choke her on his dick, his own awkward position nevertheless seeming to establish a natural dominance over her. She felt so feminine, so horny, so happy, as she came like that, unable to breathe, her lungs starting to burn, but her body reacting much the same way she imagined the biological Vivian's did when she was getting choked out in a porno. She went cross-eyed.
"Take it, take my white cock, you Mexican slut," he groaned out. For a moment, enough of her brain restarted for her to worry that maybe he somehow knew who she was? Then she remembered Americans just called all Latinos Mexican and got back to happily slurping on cock. She sucked hard, tongue dancing around the underside, and she humped at his thigh as he half-knelt on her chain, losing herself in the moment. Her brain seemed to slowly fry and white out as she got choked out on his big, fat, beautiful white cock. "You like choking on cock, don't you, you haughty little bitch?" She mewled around his cock, her eyes rolling around in their sockets, unable to resist or even argue. She did love getting choked out on his cock.
That thought sent her over the edge again, and she spasmed and came. It was one of those 'once a month' kinds of orgasms, the sort of thing you got when you really set Vivi to work on slowly building up, when you edged and ground, when you had just the right roleplay scenario.
With his cock lodged in her throat, she actually felt her eyes lid, her consciousness slowly ebbing, the pleasure still keeping her from struggling against him, or even really processing the fact that she was about to pass out. She just collapsed on his cock, eyes closing entirely.
She woke up a few seconds later to the boy slapping her cheek with his bare hand. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry, Olivia! Fuck, I'm sorry, you seemed really into it, I assumed you could hold your breath that long, ahhh, are you okay?"
"Joder," she spat out, still catching her breath. He grimaced at that. "I'm alive, pendejo." She wiggled in her confinement, her brain having restarted for the moment. He stood up at that point, and his dick just slapped her right in the face.
"Oh, sorry," he said, but her gaze was already back on his dick, and that meant she was thinking of it plunging into her holes again. Mouth, pussy, asshole, it was a thing of glory and she wanted it inside her again, her mouth falling open. He immediately slid his cock into her mouth, recognizing that carnal need on her part, but he stopped a couple inches into her mouth, letting her bathe his cock in licks as she sucked on it for dear life, like a woman in the desert given a water bottle. "Sorry, I won't do the extended deepthroat thing again, okay?" She just dully nodded around his dick, looking up at him with lidded, horny eyes.
He started to thrust back and forth, slow, casual motions, grinding along her tongue, not even plunging into her throat out of an overabundance of caution. She just stared up at him like that, and she started to hump his leg again, whimpering around his dick. She wanted him to plunge the rest of the way into her throat, to lay claim to the inside of her esophagus all over again. A tight throat like hers was made to sheathe a big fat white cock like his, but he was obviously gunshy on doing it again, and she couldn't beg with a dick in her mouth.
"Do you mind if I come on your face?" He asked her, and she paused in her grinding for just a moment, her brain restarting to process the question. Not so much for the come on your face part, but for the Do you mind if. That is to say, whether she should answer yes or no was based on what would express her affirmation of whatever he wanted to do right now, because right now, she wanted to do whatever he wanted to do.
Once she figured out the right answer, she nodded.
"Good. Fuck, Vivi's the first black girl I ever fucked," he told her, starting to pump at her face all the harder. "I kind of wish I'd fucked a Vivi before now, because she was just so much fun." At the moment, Olivia wasn't even angry about him mentioning fucking her girl - the cock plunging in and out of her throat, and the calf to hump, were filling her up with way too much arousal and need for any anger to bubble up. "I hope you two are happy together. Oh, right, my previous girlfriends were were white and Korean," he explained, as he fucked her face thoroughly, methodically, each pump going at an almost casual pace. He was in complete control as he spoke, not losing himself to lust at all. "But cum looks soooo good on dark skin, I kinda wish one of them had been dusky like Vivi or caramel like you."
She didn't even have a chance to think through a response - she just came at that point, spasming around his dick. He kept fucking her throat for a couple seconds as she moaned incoherently around his cock, getting cut off again and again as he dove into her throat - then he pulled out of her mouth and just erupted, spraying hot cum all over her face. She shuddered and twitched at the feeling of it, being caked in his cum, his seed marking her as a woman. The thick scent of it was overpowering as one stream went almost straight up her nose, and her arousal sharply climbed in the midst of her orgasm in response. She felt so completely, naturally, perfectly submissive, a hard cock putting her in her place as a happy little cocksucker. She just let her mouth fall open, some dollops of his cum splattering across her palate and tongue, the taste so obscenely good she couldn't believe it. A man like this just deserved to come all over and inside her. What could be more natural?
"Haaa... you look really good like that, Olivia. Oh! You're gonna watch this later, right? You should look at the camera! It'll be a really sexy shot, I think," Max said, reaching down for her head and tilting her to face the camera. With her one open eye (the other was forced shut by his cum), she stared into the camera. She didn't feel humiliated or ashamed that Jinx, and probably Vivi, were watching from the other room. She felt almost eager to show off that she had been fucked by such a virile, obscenely hot man. She wanted to share his beautiful manly godly white cock with Vivi right now, and only the thought that she might actually get Vivi killed doing that kept her from shouting out for her slave to come on out.
"Do you want to keep going, or was that enough? You seemed to really enjoy yourself, and I can do another round."
His patient, uncertain questions didn't annoy her, either professionally as a domme, or practically as a needy bitch in heat. They felt like he was teasing her, tempting her with the possibility of more sex to make her degrade herself for his cock - something she was more than happy to do. "Fuck my cunt, fuck me, ¡Que me jodan hasta dejarme sin cerebro!" She was too horny to say anything else.
"Ah! Okay," he said, grabbing her panties and pulling them off hurriedly. Her legs kicked to help him along, her whole body wiggling in the chair as she struggled to get disrobed on behalf of that massive bitchbreaker of his. Her brain was firing on cylinders for one moment to make getting her panties off as easy for him as possible - and then she just spread her legs invitingly for him.
He lined up immediately and just shoved his cock inside her. The feeling of it was obscene, the massive thing stretching her out, all the more so because it had been years since she'd last had a cock or dildo inside her. His whole length had hilted inside her on the first thrust, which was a surprise to her, as was the fact that there was no pain or ache from it inside her, just the pleasant sensation of being so completely filled. Her brain offered up dirty talk, wanting to plead to get bred, imagined her and Vivi raising his child together - but she couldn't speak, because she was already coming, drowning in bliss as his thick cum filled her nostrils.
He just took hold of her hips at that point, starting to thrust away. It felt so fucking good, being speared into over and over. She could feel her stomach bulge on each thrust, feel the way he stretched her out, the way his massive cock reshaped her insides. She could only gasp for air around the cum on her face, her eyes rolling around. It felt so good, to be fucked again. She felt like the most natural submissive, all her dominant tendencies leaking right out of her cunt as he pounded away, her body bouncing on his dick. If this was what Vivi felt like every day, then she lived the most charmed life, a life pure and simple, without many thoughts or concerns beyond pleasure.
"Say something, Olivia," Max grunted atop her, hands on her thighs, holding them up, helping him get an ever deeper angle inside her. Her body was twisted up on the chair, hands still cuffed behind it, but he casually manhandled her and lifted her up, her pussy clenching that little bit tighter. It felt so nice, to just be manhandled, she could almost forget what was even appealing about a woman's body. (Though, actually, Vivi could carry her if she wanted to - a Type-12 could lift ten times its body weight.) "Come on. I want to hear you talk."
"Fuck me, dios mío, fuck me, ohhh, you fuck like a god, fuck me and knock me up, spray out hot- huh?" She panted as he suddenly paused his thrusts inside her, his cock completely stopping. She squirmed on his dick like a fish trapped on a hook, but being in his grasp, her arms bound, there wasn't much she could do. "What? I'm begging, please," she whined.
"You're using protection, right?"
"I'm fuckin' 214 years old, pendejo," she bit out. Her raw need for his cock plunging inside her managed to overpower the sense of submissive delight - plus, also, some of the annoyance that came from a dom being an idiot and confusing dirty talk for reality. Mostly the cocklust, though. "My uterus hasn't worked since before Vivi was fuckin' born. Now fuck my brains out!"
He didn't hesitate, just ramming inside her, pounding away roughly at her cunt. She moaned and came again, drinking in breaths through her nose, basking in the thick scent of his hot cum, while her pussy gripped and squeezed on his cock. He grunted in pleasure at that, shifting her body, moving her hips so that it was easier for him to get all the way inside her. Her legs were just floating off in the air, the awkward position uncomfortable - but it didn't matter, not compared to the sheer glory of getting that cock inside her.
When her orgasm ended, she started to speak up again. "Fuck me, fuck me gringo, fuck me so hard, ahm, I'm your little Latin slut. Fuck me and knock me up, ahm, I wish Vivi was here so she could suck your balls while you fuck me." His cock twitched and pulsed inside her, her every word seeming to entice him to go even harder at her cunt. "Kiss the big fat white balls that are going to unload a steaming load of cum in me, knocking me up. Giving her your baby to raise, the cornuda would love that."
At that point, Olivia came again, moaning and jerking. She tried to lock her legs around Max's hips, but the position was too awkward to do so. Her pussy just leaked and dribbled all over his cock as he kept on fucking away, uncaring of her body's discomfort. "Yeah, that's right," he grunted out. "My white cock's better than her black fingers and tongue, right, Olivia?" He demanded. She was too busy coming to speak - but she nodded anyway. "It's better than any Latin guy's cock, too," he added, and she nodded again, just moaning incoherently. He took hold of her hair, twisting her head around, forcing her to look up at him with her one, unblemished eye. "You love white cock, you little race traitor. Say it."
American racial neuroses hadn't changed much over the past two centuries, even if hers had - but she could play along. "I love white cock! If I had to give up ever fucking Vivi again to get more of this thick, beautiful, amazing white cock, I would! Put me in my place as your little Latina puta."
She used the word 'puta' almost accidentally, but the moment it left her lips, it felt so perfect, even if Max couldn't appreciate it. She'd been with Vivi for so long, that even when she was cussin' a bitch out in Spanish, she didn't use puta for them. Puta was her puta, as far as her mouth was concerned - and that was what saying she'd be his little Latina puta implied, the images it conjured forth in her mind. Crawling after him naked. Wearing a collar every day, everywhere, to show she belonged to him. Submissively sucking his dick under his desk as he worked. Lying on bed with a vibe on her clit, whimpering and begging for him to finally leave his desk to come fuck her silly and creampie her cunt. Each thought, an inversion of her position with Vivi, made her pussy pulse around his cock, and she came to the imagery.
"¡Entra en mí! ¡Entra en mi coño y preñámela! ¡Hazme una madre, por favor!" Her thoughts were an incoherent, horny mess, but her mouth was working overtime to say them. Breed her, fuck her, knock her up. Every line that came out of her mouth was Spanish by this point, but the intensity and emotion clearly got through, because Max just shifted her body again, holding her up awkwardly, her back parallel with the ground, her legs dangling off to the side as he railed into her on the chair. Her eyes peeled back, and she completely lost all her senses as orgasm after orgasm pulsed through her body.
She didn't know how long she'd been getting fucked before he came inside her - but even the flood of glorious white little swimmers, running up her vagina to her ovaries, attacking the fallow ground up there in a desperate attempt to make her pregnant, to breed the Indian out of her, didn't result in him slowing down or stopping. He just kept going, railing away, her body bouncing with every thrust. He was an endless font of energy, and ready to keep fucking her seemingly forever. He had no intention of stopping.
Probably because she was begging him not to. Begging him to keep going. Just drowning in pleasure, bliss, submission... and happy to do so.
* * *
Olivia sat, panting, in the chair, her legs wobbly, Max's cum dripping down out of her cunt as she just gasped for air. Her head lolled back on the chair, the thick scent of his cum still lingering in her nostrils, her tongue not nearly long enough to lick it all off her face like she wanted to. Her pussy quietly twitched.
Vivi came out then, Jinx's gun still pointed at her back. Olivia gave her a look, trying to communicate her feelings in that moment: I love you. I forgive you for cheating on me. I understand why you did it. If Jinx kills us, I want you to know that I always loved you.
Vivi's little nod - and their decades-old relationship - told her that she understood.
"So, seems like he does have a magic cock," Jinx said, blowing another bubble of gum. Was it a new stick or the same one? "You sure weren't fakin', Liv," she said, turning to her. "You look a lot better with your face caked in cum, by the way."
"Vete a la mierda," Olivia spat, but there was no real heat behind the words.
"Out of consideration for you doing me this favor-" she'd been forced into it at gun point, "-and the fact that we're now pole sisters, I will let you off just this once. But you fuck around again, here on Zaun? Two strikes and you're out, Sombra." A fresh bunch of goosebumps ran across her skin, though these were ones of fear: how the fuck'd this bitch figure out she was Sombra? Jinx took something out of her back pocket and tossed it across the ground. "The key. ¡Adios, amigas!" She left the room immediately, going the opposite way from the direction Max had left.
Vivi rotated her arms around in a way that would have been impossible for a human - but a Keter's shoulder joints could rotate three hundred and sixty degrees. It ended with her hands in front of her, now, and her shoulders looking twisted and wrinkly. She walked over to the key, squatting down and collecting it, then wiggling it around in front of the cuffs until her arms got free. Once they were, she snapped them back. "Why'd you wait so long to do that, puta?" Olivia asked, feeling exhausted.
"Steel Traps are rated for Keters," Vivi said. "I didn't want to provoke her, Mistress. Since she left us alive, I think that was the right choice."
"Yeah, probablemente." Olivia wiggled her arms. "Come here, babe. Get me out."
"Yes, Mistress," Vivi said hurriedly. "Do you want, ahm-" She was obviously horny as fuck, presumably from watching Olivia get her brains fucked out.
"I want you to lock the maldita door," Olivia said. Vivi rushed over to the door to lock it, while Olivia just quietly rubbed at her wrists. All the orgasms had made her fruitlessly strain against the cuffs, and there was a little ache and pain there.
"Mistress, if you need to go all out, feel free. Even the stuff you don't do because you love me," Vivi said. Olivia just frowned, squinting at Vivi through the eye that wasn't plastered in dried cum. "I know that you're a domme, so that must have been extra hard for you..."
"I'm fine, puta," she said. "I'mma take a shower. No, a bath. And you're carrying me to the tub."
"Yes, Mistress!" Vivi said, hurriedly sweeping forward to gently carry Olivia, bridal style, to the bathroom. She leaned into Vivi, enjoying the warmth of her beloved slave against her. When they got to the bathroom, Vivi patiently, and without complaint, stripped Olivia bare, laid her down in the tub, started the water, asked her what temperature she wanted, on and on... it was nice to be doted on, but she couldn't help but feel pitied.
Then it crossed her mind that Vivi thought she'd just been raped. "Puta, I wasn't raped," she said, making Vivi jerk in surprise and freeze, one hand still on the faucet. "I could've told him to get the fuck out insteada stick his cock in my mouth, once we got to that point, remember?" She wiggled in the tub as the water level slowly rose, his cum dribbling out of her as water slicked up her cunt. Ugh. "You're eating pussy in the tub," she added.
"Yes, Mistress!" Vivi declared, though the expression on her face made it clear that she didn't fully believe Olivia.
Whatever.
It was the truth.
She'd genuinely wanted to suck and fuck that cock, and nobody had forced her into it.