achievements in Azure City.
Almost.
The intervention of the nefarious tool known as the aria had struck her in a way that no weapon ever had before. Its relaxing, arousing effects had dulled her senses, taken away her focus and inverted the scales of power within the depot. Pariah had gone from top predator closing in on the hunt, to prey about to be devoured.
Under the aria's power she had been led down the rabbit hole by Lenny, a low life abuser of women, and he had used all his seedy charm to entangle her mind in a web of submissive desire. His experience in seducing women was clear as he perfectly read her body, touching her in just the right way to turn her on, and leading her astray with his domineering words.
It was like he knew her better than she knew herself; always doing just the right thing to weaken her and tempt her to submit.
She had tried multiple times to muster her resistance, but he had spotted each attempt and expertly manipulated both her mind and body at each turn, diffusing her will even as she gathered it.
Under the mixed influence of a talented womaniser and powerful manipulation from the aria, Pariah's body had reacted profoundly against her will. She felt heat surging through her, making her weak at the knees and short of breath. Her mind had been similarly treacherous, following her body into a state of need and desire. Fantasies of being dominated and taken to the limits of ecstasy came unbidden to her mind, and she had found it increasingly difficult to think of this as something that she didn't want.
The effect had been something she was unprepared for. She found it was her own body and desires that she was fighting, their treachery leaving her helpless and easy pickings for Lenny. It had been what he had used against her, the weakness that he had targeted to defeat her. Her mistake had been trying to fight him and the aria, when she first needed to defeat herself - to defeat the vulnerability that was being used to dominate her.
Deep in her mind, the angry animal within her had fought with the dark, primal urges that were holding her down and she had ripped herself back from the brink of complete surrender.
Regaining some control over her will, she had come close to finishing Lenny a second time. Almost reaching the weapons she needed in her belt to fight the dangers that her body and powers no longer could.
Almost .
Instead, Tyrone, the handsome alpha of this pack of miscreants had stepped in just in time - adding his own skills into the mix to pull Pariah down into the depths of their combined desires. It frightened her and excited her to think that all three of them probably had the same fantasy that they each wanted to enact right here, right now.
She stood pressed in tightly between the attractive men, their lean bodies pressing into hers and leaving little to the imagination as she felt them through her bodysuit. Tyrone held both her wrists in each of his hands and he pressed them into the small of her back, forcefully keeping her in place each time she attempted to move. She felt the hard erections of both men pressing against her through their pants and knew that her own crotch was equally ready.
Both men had made a risky choice. They passed up the chance to escape in favour of pushing their luck and trying to use their skills to seduce her, boldly trying to control her as they would their victims. They were committed to it now, either they would use the aria to tame her wild spirit or they would fail - and there would be a reckoning.
Lenny grinned at the arrival of his leader and took advantage of Pariah's inability to resist, sliding both his hands to her chest and rubbing just above her breasts.
'Oh, baby girl, are you still fighting this?' He spoke softly as he plied her flesh, reaching inside the top of her suit to massage the sensitive skin of her throat, 'Or are you just pretending to fight?'
It would be so easy to just go where this was leading. It seemed
Almost.
The intervention of the nefarious tool known as the aria had struck her in a way that no weapon ever had before. Its relaxing, arousing effects had dulled her senses, taken away her focus and inverted the scales of power within the depot. Pariah had gone from top predator closing in on the hunt, to prey about to be devoured.
Under the aria's power she had been led down the rabbit hole by Lenny, a low life abuser of women, and he had used all his seedy charm to entangle her mind in a web of submissive desire. His experience in seducing women was clear as he perfectly read her body, touching her in just the right way to turn her on, and leading her astray with his domineering words.
It was like he knew her better than she knew herself; always doing just the right thing to weaken her and tempt her to submit.
She had tried multiple times to muster her resistance, but he had spotted each attempt and expertly manipulated both her mind and body at each turn, diffusing her will even as she gathered it.
Under the mixed influence of a talented womaniser and powerful manipulation from the aria, Pariah's body had reacted profoundly against her will. She felt heat surging through her, making her weak at the knees and short of breath. Her mind had been similarly treacherous, following her body into a state of need and desire. Fantasies of being dominated and taken to the limits of ecstasy came unbidden to her mind, and she had found it increasingly difficult to think of this as something that she didn't want.
The effect had been something she was unprepared for. She found it was her own body and desires that she was fighting, their treachery leaving her helpless and easy pickings for Lenny. It had been what he had used against her, the weakness that he had targeted to defeat her. Her mistake had been trying to fight him and the aria, when she first needed to defeat herself - to defeat the vulnerability that was being used to dominate her.
Deep in her mind, the angry animal within her had fought with the dark, primal urges that were holding her down and she had ripped herself back from the brink of complete surrender.
Regaining some control over her will, she had come close to finishing Lenny a second time. Almost reaching the weapons she needed in her belt to fight the dangers that her body and powers no longer could.
Almost .
Instead, Tyrone, the handsome alpha of this pack of miscreants had stepped in just in time - adding his own skills into the mix to pull Pariah down into the depths of their combined desires. It frightened her and excited her to think that all three of them probably had the same fantasy that they each wanted to enact right here, right now.
She stood pressed in tightly between the attractive men, their lean bodies pressing into hers and leaving little to the imagination as she felt them through her bodysuit. Tyrone held both her wrists in each of his hands and he pressed them into the small of her back, forcefully keeping her in place each time she attempted to move. She felt the hard erections of both men pressing against her through their pants and knew that her own crotch was equally ready.
Both men had made a risky choice. They passed up the chance to escape in favour of pushing their luck and trying to use their skills to seduce her, boldly trying to control her as they would their victims. They were committed to it now, either they would use the aria to tame her wild spirit or they would fail - and there would be a reckoning.
Lenny grinned at the arrival of his leader and took advantage of Pariah's inability to resist, sliding both his hands to her chest and rubbing just above her breasts.
'Oh, baby girl, are you still fighting this?' He spoke softly as he plied her flesh, reaching inside the top of her suit to massage the sensitive skin of her throat, 'Or are you just pretending to fight?'
It would be so easy to just go where this was leading. It seemed
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