Flower...Power...

Yuna opened her eyes. A second later she was up onto her feet in a formidable battle pose. Being a veteran of combat had trained her to be extra vigilant – and waking up on stony ground when she clearly remembered going to bed on a…bed was a clear sign that things were not exactly right.

She looked around her surroundings, and realized quite quickly that she was in a prison cell. One of the things she also noticed swiftly was that she was not alone.

‘You’ve awoken, my gorgeous prey? Excellent!’ said a naked woman from the corner of the room – naked of course apart from some long sheer nylons that ran down her long smooth legs. The woman herself was beautiful; long black hair reaching down just past her shoulders, and red irises in perfectly formed eyes. Her tongue briefly escaped from her mouth, licking her lips devilishly, before stalking forward.

Yuna shuddered and reached instinctively for her guns, but soon realized there were not there. Nor were her usual clothes. To her horror she was wearing the exact same outfit that her aggressor was wearing. She backed up, trying to think of ideas of how to get out of this predicament, but this was hampered by the fact that she came to the wall, with no way out.

‘What’s the matter?’ asked the sultry woman approaching her, ‘are you frightened?’ Yuna didn’t get a chance to answer as the monster gripped the heroine tightly, before bringing up her nylon-clad legs to Yuna’s face. She rubbed herself against the former summoner, all the while whispering ‘Breath,’ and ‘Submit to me,’ repeatedly, using her free hand to caress the summoner’s breasts, running her finger to and from each nipple which, if Yuna wasn’t already experiencing ultimate sexual dominance because of the nylons, the captive would have shuddered at.

Yuna’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as the villainess’s legs humped her body again and again, and then she started to spasm in pleasure as pollen was released – a pollen that enveloped her head in a sweet scent, filling her mind with all sorts of thoughts and feelings that all equalled to serving this new woman, this beautiful woman.

‘Yes, just breathe from me,’ the woman was saying, before giving Yuna a deep, deep kiss. Yuna responded with enthusiasm, desperate to please and impress her conqueror, who even now was running her legs up and down Yuna’s. Yuna’s legs were quavering and shaking because of this act, and she fell to her knees, still in the kiss of her mistress.
The embrace broke after the monster had decided it had reached its peak, and now she lay Yuna face up on the stony floor.

Yuna lay there, prostrate, lost in the charms of her feminine captor. She hardly noticed as her leg attire was slowly peeled from her, she was too busy thinking of all the beautiful pollen that was going on inside her mind, It hugged, caressed, made her feel invulnerable, and she owed it all to her wonderful, wonderful mistress. The mistress who now was looking at her naked and helpless body with a look of lust and dominance.

She knelt down between Yuna’s legs, and started to lick at Yuna’s vagina, sending the Gullwings member into a fit of pleasure, buckling up, trying to force the tongue of her mistress into her. But the monster had a better surprise for her. Lifting up one of her legs, she slowly placed her foot – still clad with nylon – onto Yuna’s vagina. She rubbed it gently, which caused Yuna to yell out. She rubbed it less gently, rubbing it up and down, up and down, up and down, before the whole cell was filled with the screams of Yuna, her vagina being pleasured and assaulted by the foot of the beautiful woman who had taken away everything from her, and given her something even better: servitude.
The rubbing was taking its toll, and before long Yuna came, white liquids gushing out to be licked up by her hungry mistress. Yuna’s eyes fluttered open and shut, tiredness making its way over her body. She saw her captor’s face inches from hers, looking at joy at her new acquisition.

‘Who do you love?’ she whispered sweetly.

‘You, mistress,’ said Yuna, her mouth hanging open.

Her new owner celebrated with a passionate, sealing kiss.