Under the pitiless lights of the Chaos Arena, and with the even more pitiless cries for blood from the spectators surrounding them, the two women circled each other, looking for the perfect opportunity to strike. In one corner was the new arrival, the detested Anti-Demon Ninja Igawa Asagi. She was without her weapons, and only allowed her skin-tight purple armor suit. Both humans and demons roared for her complete and total defeat, humiliation, and ultimate destruction - they'd been given the chance to rape her on the arena floor not a week before, but her defiance was maddening. Some wanted to see her broken, some wanted to see her dead. But all hated her.
And so they cheered on the ninja's opponent. In the other corner was the undefeated Queen of the Chaos Arena, the inimitable Power Lady. Standing a full head above the Taimanin, the fighting woman looked like she could crush stones with each hand and bite chunks off of steel girders. In her white leotard, the diamond cut-out in front allowed full view of her chiseled abs and her complete cleavage. Her olive skin was already beading with sweat, her tattooed eye mask a dull red. Power Lady licked her lips, tasting the faintest trace of sweat on them.
"I hope you're ready for what I'm going to do to you when I win," Power Lady said, keeping her eyes straight on Asagi. "The other girls I get, they break so fucking easy. But you! You're going to be a great fucking toy to work with. We'll have a lot of fun together." It was as if the whole Arena around them wasn't there, it was just the two of them circling, not fifteen feet from each other.
"You'll have to win first, you foul ape!" Asagi shot back. She wanted to reach for her sword, despite it being locked in Oboro's grasp. Asagi didn't need to glance up at the VIP booth to know she was being watched, she could feel the cold hate from that venomous bitch on her skin. Power Lady stepped forward once quickly, and Asagi quickly stepped back, but Asagi felt the twitch in her body. She was slower than she needed to be, and Oboro's poisoning of her body was to blame. Everything made Asagi feel hot and flustered, and it took all her willpower to tamp it down and stop herself from just masturbating right then and there in full view of the whole crowd. But because of it, she knew she'd have a real fight on her hands.
Power Lady chuckled when she saw Asagi retreat. "What's wrong, ninja-slut? Scared of having a night with a real woman? Do you really prefer all those orcs Oboro has you play with? Pfhaha!" Power Lady's smile was vicious and excited in equal measure. "I'll make you see how good another gal can be, Asagi!" With that, Power Lady jumped into her attack, charging at Asagi full-force.
Asagi dove to the side, lashing out with her leg as she did. Her kick, capable of crushing a man's skull normally, bit into Power Lady's ribs, but didn't seem to faze the muscled woman. The wrestler brought her knee down, looking to smash it into Asagi's knee, but the ninja spun in the air up and around the hammer blow, her knee striking into Power Lady's face directly. The crack of bone on jaw sounded like a giant tree finally breaking. The whole audience gasped as they saw the maneuver - no one had landed a blow on Power Lady like that in years. But Asagi knew better. Her knee had rammed into Power Lady's jaw alright, but all it had done was make the other woman smile in crazed glee.
"Yes, yes! Try and beat me, ninja!" Power Lady said as her arms wrapped around Asagi's leg. "But you'll need to do better than THAT!" Swinging Asagi above her head, Power Lady flung Asagi down onto the hard floor of the Arena like a rope. Asagi's back impacted the ground so sharply the concrete cracked, and even the taimanin's enhanced endurance almost shattered with the blow. The breath was driven out of Asagi's whole body, and stars exploded in her vision like fireworks. Power Lady lifted her foot, to drive it into Asagi's chest and crush her sternum, but instinct took over when thought couldn't even begin to start, allowing Asagi to roll out of the way of the heel before it slammed into the floor, embedding itself an inch into the concrete.
Asagi lifted herself to a knee, coughing violently, grimacing in pain. Power Lady just started walking towards her, as easily as if she were a toy. "Come on, what tricks you got? I thought you all had magical techniques and shit to kick some ass, or that's what the boys tell me. Or are you just putting up a bitch-fight cuz you think I'll go easier on you if you don't make me mad?" The wrestler punched into her open fist. "That's just gonna make me madder, slut!"
With a roar, Power Lady ran forward, lifting her leg behind her to kick Asagi's pelvis into her skull. But the ninja was again faster than her, even in her weakened state, and flipped backwards onto her hands. Asagi then pushed herself off the floor with a twirl, her legs connecting with Power Lady's stomach. All of Asagi's power went into her feet, her ki firing off like a shotgun into her opponent's body. The impact boomed through the Arena.
It certainly did something, throwing Power Lady back with a heavy grunt as she landed on her back. Asagi stood up warily, before wincing in pain and falling to her knee as she let out a pained moan. The Arena was so silent one could hear Asagi's sharp panting from the bleachers. It was impossible, thought each and every viewer there, had Power Lady actually been beaten by Asagi? Had the undefeated champ been brought low?
A low chuckle came out of Power Lady, followed by a tremendous laugh. It went on and on, louder and louder. Asagi's limbs trembled as that laughter swept around her. She'd put as much as she could into that kick. But she wasn't going to give up. Racing forward, she lept off one foot, spinning forward to drive her heel into Power Lady's face and shut that laugh off at the source. Her heel sliced down, and when it hit there was a massive wave of air, blowing dust and loose gravel away from the impact. "F-fuck..." Asagi let out, when she saw that her heel had landed on Power Lady's open palm.
"That was a damn nice try," Power Lady said, "but playtime's over." Her fingers tightened on Asagi's foot, and flung her to the side. Asagi bounced and rolled off the concrete floor, coming to a stop on one knee. Looking up as she got to her feet, Power Lady was not five feet from her, charging. It was too late for Asagi. The wrestler smashed into Asagi with a clothesline across her throat, her forearm as stiff as a steel beam. On anyone else, it would have torn right through their windpipe and doomed them to a gasping death. Asagi was merely thrown to the ground, her throat threatening to collapse from the impact. The ninja writhed on the ground as the crowd screamed out in celebration of Power Lady's abilities.
"Is that all you've got?" Power Lady called out over her shoulder. Asagi tried to get to her hands and knees, anything that gave her more options to avoid another hit like that, but her blood was pounding in her ears and every breath hurt like she was being stabbed in the neck. She didn't even see Power Lady's heel before it connected with her cheek, sending her flying again. "If that's it, then I think it's time I had some fun, right?" Power Lady continued as she came closer to the wounded ninja. "What do you boys think? Time to show the ninja-bitch who's boss around here?" she called to the audience, who responded with a tremendous roar, loud enough that even Asagi could hear a bit of it through her stupor.
Power Lady basked in the appreciation of the bloodthirsty crowd. She looked up to Oboro in the VIP room, and saw the nod from above. That made her smile too. "Who's the boss?!" she yelled, her voice cutting through the cheering. "Power Lady!" was the crowd's response. Power Lady did not see the unhappy gaze that the call and response created in Oboro, but even if she had she probably wouldn't have cared. She lived for the bloodsport, the life and death struggle of flesh and bone pitted against another - when her opponent was down, perhaps some of the interest was lost, but it was made up for by sadism.
Asagi, fighting to push herself up on one arm, let out a pained groan when Power Lady grabbed her by the hair and dragged her upright. The wrestler pulled her face to face, and smiled wickedly at Asagi. "What a pretty girl you are," she said, running a finger along the huge bruise that her heel had imprinted on Asagi's cheek. "I want to see how many colors I can put on you!" With that, Power Lady smashed her elbow into Asagi's face, right by the eye.
"Khuh!" Asagi grunted as her head whipped sharply to the side. A backhand from the other side cracked her in the jaw. One after another, Power Lady slapped Asagi around, closed fist and open palm, each blow cracking like a whip. Asagi's limp body shuddered and shook as it hung limp by her hair in Power Lady's clenched fist. "Kill her!" the audience screamed. "Rip her apart!"
Power Lady had no intention of giving up the fun so soon. With each blow, she felt more of Asagi's incredible body deform under her hands. She felt the swelling around Asagi's eye before it could be seen, felt the blood-damp breath mist on her palm as it traced painfully against Asagi's lips. "Look at me," she said to Asagi, whose one open eye barely moved in response. "This is what the weak get. You're weak, so I get to do whatever I want to you!"
Once Power Lady had downed Asagi, attendant orcs had brought in a few of her items that she used for her special post-fight shows. A dildo as tall as tall as she stood proud and horrifying, but there were other, simpler things as well. Such as a wall with iron restraints on it. Power Lady locked Asagi's wrists into it, who fell limp from the tight cuffs. Power Lady touched her thumb on Asagi's split lip and licked at the blood. The coppery tang excited her, and she felt her nipples stiffen against her tight bodysuit. Power Lady cracked the knuckles in her right hand, pulled her arm back, and unleashed a furious uppercut directly into Asagi's stomach.
It was a blow Asagi'd never felt before. Not even an orc could hit that hard! It felt like Power Lady's fist had ripped a hole through her, as if her knuckles were hitting Asagi's spine. It woke Asagi up, painfully. She retched, spilling blood out of her mouth and down her chin. Another punch followed quickly after, crushing Asagi against the concrete backing. Then a third. Her ribs felt like they were being turned to jelly, her organs liquefied. Each punch slammed her diaphragm upwards, forcing out every little bit of air that Asagi even mentioned to get in. Power Lady stood in front of Asagi, blocking her vision as it began to grow dark.
"Not yet! You're better than the worms I've had in the past, I haven't even broken your limbs yet!" Power Lady grinned. She grabbed Asagi by the throat with one hand and squeezed, her fingers digging into the ninja's flesh, drawing beads of blood from under her nails. "But if you say the magic words, maybe I'll be nice to you. Maybe I won't break your arms and legs in half."
A croak came out of Asagi's mouth, a pained "P-please," along with a strand of frothy spit, pale red with blood. It made Power Lady smile, having another woman in her power like this, making them acknowledge her superiority, begging her for mercy.
So her fingers dug further into Asagi's throat. Asagi's mouth fell open silently as her chest heaved, taking in only the barest wisps of air into her lungs. "Please what?" Power Lady asked, getting close to Asagi, their faces barely inches apart. "What do you want from me, little ninja slut? Do you want to live? Or do you want the best orgasm you'll ever have in your life? Because I can give it to you!" As she said it, Power Lady's hand reached between Asagi's legs and tore at her bodysuit, revealing the ninja's pussy to the eyes of the riotous crowd. Power Lady's fingers dispatched with subtlety, forcing open Asagi's hole with two of her thick digits. The raven-haired ninja shuddered at the invasion - Power Lady's fingers were even rougher than an orc's, and her tunnel, even abused as it was, was still tight around those fingers.
"I bet the orcs just fucked you with those bumpy cocks of theirs," the wrestler continued, her fingers digging around inside Asagi, spreading and curving, scratching at sensitive areas, making her squirm even as Asagi fought for each miniscule of breath she could get past Power Lady's hand. "They look at us women just as cum dumpsters, just like all the bastards watching us right now do. Men and orcs, they're the same thing in the end." Power Lady hooked her fingers forward and pulled, dragging Asagi's whole crotch forward. The pressure on Asagi's throat and her g-spot made her head spin. Was she going to die like this? But even as she thought it, she felt an immeasurably powerful orgasm growing in her womb.
Everything was going dark. But she wanted to cum! It was boiling in her core, helped along by the awful conditioning she'd been put through by Oboro. Pain and pleasure, pleasure and pain, they were practically the same thing. Each little tremor of Power Lady's fingers on Asagi's neck, changing the blood flow to Asagi's brain, made the ninja see shapes and colors she couldn't put names to. Her whole body was on fire, each nerve ending blasting as they were deprived of oxygen.
"I can see it in your eyes, ninja," Power Lady said, "you're going to cum aren't you? Cum from being choked, cum from being humiliated in front of thousands! You're pathetic, you're weak! So cum when I tell you to!" As she said it, Power Lady jammed her thumb onto Asagi's clitoris, engorged with blood, and Asagi went haywire. Power Lady grinned as the ninja in her hands spasmed painfully, her eyes rolling up into her head, a huge jet of liquid spilling out of her pussy, drenching Power Lady's hand, quickly followed by the weak stream of piss as Asagi lost control of her bladder and her other muscles.
Power Lady let go of Asagi's throat, and the ninja coughed violently as she gasped, mostly unconscious, only a little glimmer of awareness showing in her eyes as they fluttered open and closed. Power Lady pulled her fingers out of Asagi and, grimacing at the splattering her arm had been subjected to, shook her hand at the ground powerfully, flinging off as much as she could. She was about to wipe the rest from her fingers on her leotard when she had a better idea. Slapping Asagi into a state of semi-consciousness, Power Lady opened the ninja's mouth and shoved her fingers inside. "Taste your shame, ninja. I made you cum like an animal and you didn't even put up a fight!" Her fingers pressed on Asagi's tongue, making sure the ninja tasted everything - salty sweat, blood, the juices from her pussy, all of it.
"Aaggllkk! Hhaaagghhh!" Asagi groaned. Her whole body ached, from behind her eyeballs to the bottom of her feet. The fingers prodding the inside of her mouth couldn't even bring her gag reflex up.
The crowd roared for more. "The Tower!" they demanded, the whole Arena shaking with their vehemence. Pulling her fingers out of Asagi's mouth, Power Lady panted with a smile on her face. It was her most terrible punishment - a huge pillar of hard black silicone, as tall as Power Lady herself was, and thicker than her forearm. Power Lady called it a dildo, but it was really an instrument of torture. All but a few of her victims had been utterly broken on thing, to the perverse delight of those watching. The wrestler took hold of Asagi's chin and pointed her face at the thing.
"Do you see that?" she asked quietly, just between the two of them, though Asagi was only slowly regaining her senses. "I've shattered other women on it. I want to see if it will break you. If it doesn't..." Power Lady licked her lips. It hadn't been a long time since Power Lady had had another woman in her bed, but all of them had been weak, too weak - pathetic insects that she'd crushed without even meaning to. If the ninja could survive the Tower, she could survive a full night with Power Lady.
"Nnngghhh..." Asagi noised. She could barely make out shapes beyond Power Lady's face. She felt her restraints taken off, and she fell forward into Power Lady's grip, her cheek resting on the cleavage-showing gap of Power Lady's leotard, letting her feel the other woman's skin directly, and the fierce and strong heartbeat in her chest. For a moment, feeling herself lifted off the ground and turned around, Asagi thought that might have been the end of that phase of her humiliation. But it was not to be. Power Lady grabbed Asagi's legs and spread her thighs, exposing the ninja's drooling snatch to the thousand of eyes - human, demonic, and mechanical - all around.
As they approached the Tower, the inchoate shape resolved itself in Asagi's vision, until she could see the whole thing standing in front of her. She saw the spiraling layers stacked on top of each other, like a cup made by an amateur potter, until it terminated at the slightly rounded top. At first, Asagi didn't comprehend what was about to happen. But when Power Lady lifted her up high, she realized what it meant.
"No... no!" she struggled weakly. "It won't fit! I'll die! I'll die!" Asagi's throat burned with every syllable forced through it.
"If you die, you die!" Power Lady responded with a sadistic grin. Without giving the ninja any more time, Power Lady slammed Asagi onto the monstrously-sized dildo. It was like a battering ram entering her tunnel. The pain was immeasurable, and only Asagi's bodily conditioning kept her pelvis from shattering. Asagi's eyes rolled up, her expression frozen in a grim rictus.
"Eerrggkkkk!" Asagi grunted. Even with only the tip inside of her, the instrument could be seen beneath her skin, bulging utterly unnaturally. Asagi's lubrication did little for the rough surface, but Power Lady was stronger than friction, and pushed Asagi down further onto the thing. Each tiny bit of distance scraped into the ninja's snatch, sending signals to her brain that, due to Oboro's treatment, made Asagi squeal like a pig as she came again. It was just what the viewers wanted. Even Oboro cracked a grin.
One inch of the thick pillar was forced in, and with each additional inch the bulge in Asagi's belly moved further upwards. "You're doing great, ninja!" Power Lady said, only half-taunting. "I don't even feel your pelvis snapping! You're doing much better than many others before you!"
A succession of grunts, moans, and squeals erupted from Asagi's mouth as she was forced deeper and deeper onto the torture device. Her tongue fell out of her mouth as her head fell backwards, staring up into the painfully bright lights illuminating the whole spectacle. Half a foot of pillar was inside of her, but it felt like she was going to be completely impaled on it, with how it crushed her insides. When a full foot of it was in, the top slammed against her cervix, and another painful orgasm ripped through the Taimanin's body. Asagi's hands clawed at Power Lady's mitts, planted firmly on her shoulders, but it was no use. "Gghhhaaaahhh!"
The rounded tip pressed against Asagi's cervix, pushing it and her womb upwards towards the ninja's stomach. "Aaaaaggghhhh!" Asagi moaned, feeling her innards being spread around inside her. Power Lady, feeling the Tower stop moving further, had an idea. She lifted Asagi a little off of the tip, giving the Taimanin a moment of blessed relief, before she was dropped with even more force on the tip again. And not just once, but a second time and a third. "Ahh! Gghhk! Kkhhuh!" Each impact made more juices squirt out of Asagi's snatch in jets.
"Come on, come on!" Power Lady muttered, "hurry up!" She kept sliding Asagi up and down the last few inches she could take, her legs swinging up and down in the air. "Go! Through! Already!" Each grunt was accompanied with Asagi's squealing.
Finally, the abused flesh gave way, and the Tower's top pushed through the battered opening, racing upward to embed itself into the very roof of Asagi's womb. The sensation of the tip pressing at the top, threatening to tear through her organs, made Asagi shriek with a piercing wail. The feeling was too much for Asagi, and she passed out entirely. Power Lady, feeling her victim go limp, was at first afraid that she'd killed the worm too quickly, but Asagi still breathed, gurgling through her slack jaw, her eyes totally rolled inwards.
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When Asagi awoke, she was in a dark room, surrounded by the strong, sour smell of old sweat suffusing the blankets she lay on. Her whole body ached beyond anything she'd ever experienced. But if it had just been pain she could have dealt with it. It was the throbbing deep in her womb, not pain, but pleasure, that made her feel sick to her stomach. Naked, she could only slowly turn her head to see where she was.
The room, deep underground, was near-devoid of amenities, except for a small training area in the corner. The concrete walls were cracked in various places, the impression of knuckles and knees sometimes still visible on the bare surfaces. Aside from the overpowering scent of female hormones, testosterone, and sweat, Asagi could also smell blood underneath.
A door opened, and the smell of a woman in heat hit Asagi's nostrils. "Mmm, you're awake, looks like~" Power Lady said, her voice husky and breathy. Asagi turned to see the wrestler, standing silhouetted by the light behind her. She was totally nude, her large breasts topped by large nipples that were totally erect. She breathed heavily, her interest in Asagi unconcealed. Her thighs were covered in her own arousal, dripping from between her outer lips, wide and leafy in shape. The wrestler almost skipped the short distance between the bathroom door and the bed, slipping onto the hard mattress next to Asagi.
The Taimanin tried to press her finger against a vital point, but Power Lady caught her hand and brought the finger to her lips instead, biting on it lightly. "I know your tricks, Miss Igawa - Snake Lady was very forthcoming on information about you once I asked." Her other hand rested on Asagi's breast, feeling it, rolling the nipple between her fingers. "I hope you enjoyed the session out there. The crowd loved seeing you scream and cry." Power Lady spoke into Asagi's ear. "And really, so did I! I can't believe you didn't break through all of that - you ninjas really are something else, aren't you?" Her tongue reached out and ran along Asagi's ear.
"What do you want?" Asagi groaned, mindful of how sore her ribs were from the beating she'd gotten at the wrestler's hands.
Power Lady rolled over, on her hands and knees above Asagi. "Isn't it obvious? I want you to love me."
The suggestion turned Asagi's stomach. "And beating me to a pulp?"
Power Lady's grin widened. "I had to make sure you were worth putting effort into. And seeing you squeal like a pig made me so fucking wet." She dove down and kissed Asagi roughly. The Taimanin's lips were soft and smooth compared to the villain's, even with the cuts and dried blood on Asagi. The wrestler kissed badly, only power and enthusiasm without any skill or practice. The kiss broken, Power Lady stroked Asagi's cheek. "Do you love me?"
"No," was Asagi's instant response, flat and without any intonation. She could hardly find it in herself to hate the crazy bitch above her. But she wasn't going to say those words, those words that meant too much to her, those words she only said when she truly meant them. Asagi had said it to Kyosuke and to Sakura, and they were the only ones she'd meant the phrase for. Power Lady wasn't going to get it. no matter how much pain she put Asagi in.
The rejection actually made Power Lady flinch. She growled, then smiled less as a maiden in love than as a hungry shark. "That's fine. You will, eventually. Even if I have to drag you out into the Arena and force the whole Tower up you a dozen times! You'll love me, or you'll die!" Power Lady's hand went around Asagi's throat, now darkened with bruises from her treatment in the Arena, and the other played at Asagi's pussy lips. "Besides, I still want to see how far I can push you. You took so much of the Tower, but that was just a dildo..." It was only thanks to Asagi's conditioning that her pussy wasn't a gaping hole half a foot wide, but it was still loose enough for Power Lady to shove her entire fist into Asagi's tunnel up to her wrist.
"Hhgghaaah!" Asagi spat out. Her back arched, digging the back of her head into the soiled pillow beneath her.
"Hmm! I can actually feel your muscles trying to squeeze on my wrist! You're way more resilient than I ever thought possible." The compliment went unheard over Asagi. Power Lady explored around inside Asagi with her hand. She flexed her fingers open and closed, pressed her palm upwards, rubbing the calloused heel of her palm against Asagi's g-spot. Asagi's hips lifted from the bed, her heels pushing her off even as Power Lady's grip kept her head down. Forming a spear with her fingers, Power Lady started fist-fucking Asagi, her skin quickly slickened by Asagi's wetness. "I can fuck you better than any guy out there, ninja! All those bastards staring at us, their dicks bursting out their pants - they couldn't do shit like this! They wouldn't leave you a wreck on the floor! But I will, before we're done!"
The wrestler pumped her hand deeper into Asagi's tunnel with each thrust, a little more of her thick, muscled forearm disappearing between Asagi's legs. Four-fifths of the way to her elbow, Power Lady's fingers felt the weakened cap of hard flesh at the end of Asagi's tunnel. Grinning evilly, the wrestler grabbed hold of it with her fingers. "I can lift grown men with my pinky fingers. Can I pull your womb out of you?" She started pulling.
"Nnnggkk!" Asagi struggled to cry out. Her own hands gripped the iron-hard forearm just above her, trying in vain to pull it off her throat. This was it. She could feel her womb start to fall with the force of Power Lady pulling it out. This was how she was going to die, she was sure of it.
Then the door opened. "I wondered where my toy had gone off to, and here I find you, trying to break her without my permission." The voice, cold and menacing, cut through Power Lady's entranced mind. Her head whirled around to make eye contact with the only woman in the Chaos Arena she didn't think she could defeat - Oboro herself.
The former ninja walked into Power Lady's room, curling her lips at the stench in the air. "You're done with her," Oboro said flatly.
Power Lady pulled her arm out of Asagi's snatch, before getting to her feet in front of Oboro - her anger barely concealed. "You gave me all the other girls I beat in the arena!" she hissed, towering over the crimson-haired villain.
"Because I felt like it," Oboro responded, "and this time I have more interesting things planned for Asagi than for her to be your punching bag and body pillow while you cry about how all the girls were scared of how strong you were in school and how tenderly you want to be treated." Oboro ignored Power Lady's palpable rage and embarrassment at being seen through so easily. "Sabato has asked my help in testing something of his, and that ninja is precisely the best test subject I have." A growl rumbled out from behind Oboro, followed by a foul canine monster that offended even Power Lady's sensibilities.
She noticed the beast's three heads first. But although the central head seemed alert enough, the other two floated between drooping sleepily or snapping at each other. The dark fur was missing in patches, showing oozing red craters. The monster was big, but each step seemed to be painful for it. It was only when the central head made eye contact with Power Lady that she saw the glint of rabidness.
"Unless you'd like to volunteer and see how well your dry cunt could hold a knot?"
A vein appeared at Power Lady's temple while her hands balled into tight, shaking fists. She said nothing, as she couldn't say anything without inviting Oboro's wrath on her.
"I'll take that as a no then?" Oboro tapped her lips. "And here I thought the mighty champion of the arena might finally try and make her move on me. How disappointed your adoring fans would be to see you like a whipped cur!" Oboro walked past Power Lady and grabbed Asagi by her hair. She was about to pull her off the bed when she stopped. "Actually, why wait? Perhaps you'd like to see how the next generation of NOMAD monsters will ruin our foes, Power Lady?" She looked over her shoulder, her evil grin as sharp as the claws she used in the field. When Power Lady failed to respond Oboro kept going. "I agree, that sounds like a great idea! You can stand in the corner and watch then."
The wrestler did as she was told, standing in her training corner, arms folded on her chest, angry and ashamed and weak. Oboro paid her no mind.
Asagi, hearing Oboro's voice, gathered as much of her resolve as she could in her body. "Fuck you Oboro..." she growled, unable to do much more. Oboro threw her head back and laughed.
"Ohhh yes! Thank you, thank you Asagi! I have to admit, a tiny part of me was worried that gorilla might actually break you when I saw how easily she put you down in the arena, but you pulled through, just for me! I'm flattered!"
"If you hadn't..." Asagi started, but Oboro cut her off.
"Hadn't what? Made it so every particle of dust the air blows across your skin makes you want to cum? It's fun, isn't it? Constantly on the edge of losing your mind?" Asagi glared, speaking just too painful to continue. "Oh ho ho ho! At least it's fun for me to watch you on the knife's edge of sanity! At least your next partner isn't going to get sappy and romantic on you!" Oboro let go of Asagi's hair and grabbed her by the ankles, pulling her hips to the edge of the bed, before flipping her over onto her stomach. The ninja's knees barely kept her from falling over, and it wasn't helped when Oboro slapped Asagi's ass hard, forcing a squeal from the ninja's lips.
"C'mon boy, have at her!" Oboro ordered the demon-hound, pointing at Asagi's presented ass. But instead of jumping at the occasion, the canine heads snapped at each other, drunkenly stumbling left and right a few steps. Oboro's smile disappeared into a disdainful sneer. "This is what Sabato sends me? Is this an insult?" Oboro's hand slapped across the central head's snout, earning her a high-pitched yelp. "Hurry up and fuck the bitch, you stupid cur!" she yelled at the monster, pulling it by the collar to directly behind Asagi. Clearly Sabato's work in breeding monstrous canines was still experimental, and who knew where it would end up, but at that moment, Oboro was less than pleased.
Sniffing Asagi's gaping cunt, the center head reached between her ass cheeks and licked at the juices leaking out of the ninja. The right head bit at the center's ear, then dove in and snapped at Asagi's loose outer lips. "Hahh! Aahh!" Asagi groaned, her hands balling the sheets under them in her palms. The left head of the cerberus bit at Asagi's ass, drawing blood here and there.
Too weak to do anything more, Asagi bit the bed beneath her. 'Get it over with!' she thought. As if sensing her angry anticipation, the demon mounted her swiftly. She let out a hiss at the pressure on her back pushing her wounded torso into the bed. Asagi could feel the beast's ribs, protruding from his taut skin. She wondered if he'd been fed anything recently. When the right head bit down on Asagi's shoulder, the teeth digging deep and painfully into her flesh, she learned the answer. "Aaah!" slipped the cry out of her lips before she could stifle her voice.
"Hahahaha!" Oboro cackled. "Scared? You should be, Asagi! If I don't think you're following my orders well enough, maybe I'll feed your sister to Fido here while you watch!" Oboro's laughing echoed in the small concrete square.
Something hard and slippery prodded at Asagi's clitoris as the hound scratched at Asagi's thighs, trying to get a higher angle on her. It was obvious what it was, and the shame at her humiliation burned in Asagi's cheeks. She could handle being beaten to a pulp by Power Lady, but this was an animal! Even worse than an orc! At least she could insult an orc and he'd know she hated him - the dumb beast was just going to do what it had surely been trained to, and Asagi's reactions were going to be used to refine other monsters. Asagi hadn't heard any baying in the whole Chaos Arena, though - either the Arena's tunnels were even more extensive than she'd thought, or NOMAD's labs were spread all over the place, perhaps in far greater numbers than the ADN had ever thought. Both options were worrisome.
Asagi's thoughts were cut short as the stiffening dog dick slipped into the Taimanin's abused hole. It hurt, as anything entering her tunnel would after what Asagi had been through. Though not as big as The Tower, the beast almost instantly began thrusting with all his might. His fore legs gripped Asagi's waist tightly, hurting her ribs, as his sharp, untouched claws left lines of blood on her skin where he scratched her.
The ninja clapped a hand over her mouth to stop from groaning, but Oboro saw it and howled anyway. "Oh, afraid the doggy dick's gonna make you cum, bitch? Hahaha! How pathetic!"
The laughter intensified and echoed in Asagi's ears. But as much as she fought it, the sensations welling up in her womb were the familiar - awful - feelings of a growing orgasm. Spittle from the central mouth splattered on Asagi's head, dribbling down past her ear. The beast's breathing - erratic, panting - blustered from each mouth, until the sound mixed with Oboro's laughter. Asagi couldn't tell which was the more animalistic noise. And with it all the beast's cock slammed in and out of her, the cerberus' hips moving at the intense, too-fast speed of bestial rutting. It wasn't making love to her, or even raping her like the orcs did. It was just trying to cum inside her as quickly as possible.
Minutes passed. Any normal canine would have ejaculated by then, but the monster had been changed in many ways, not just those obvious to the eye. Unthinking, unable to feel frustration, it merely pounded away at Asagi. The ninja was panting as well, barely holding off her orgasm. The fur brushing along her skin was a new sensation, tickling her, especially on the inside of her thighs. Her eyes unfocused, Asagi wondered why she kept fighting. She'd kept up her defiance against Power Lady, but what good was defiance against a dog? It didn't know her motivations, it didn't know who she was. Even the orcs had the connection of at least hating and fearing Asagi as a Taimanin.
The monster's cock began to change as it pounded inside Asagi. The tunnel grew tighter around the base as the knot began to inflate, putting more pressure on Asagi's g-spot.
What if she just... let herself cum? Just this once, stopped fighting it, and not only let it overflow through her body, but ride it out, maybe even enjoy it?
Instantly, Asagi was struck by a vision of herself, if she went down that road, but not as herself. She was collared to another demonic canine - the improved successor to the model pounding her - and she, nude and on all fours, had no spark of humanity left in her eyes. She had been transformed entirely into an animal bitch, uncaring when and where her mates mounted her, no shame in the inhuman noises coming from her throat as she felt her womb filled with demon jizz.
Sakura would be there too, pregnant with demonic litters as Asagi had been and would be soon enough. Seeing her sister fail in standing would send Sakura into despair as well. Until the day they died, the sisters would be demonic bitches.
It would be so easy to slip into that path. Just give up, and let Oboro win. The knot inside her grew too large to easily pull out of her hole, until it couldn't be pulled out at all. The beast let out a whine, and started pumping hot, thin dog semen into Asagi, spraying her still-dilated cervix. Hot strands of it spilled directly into her womb.
"Nnnnooooooo!" Asagi shrieked into the bed as she came. She fought it, fought it with every tool in her disposal. Every mental training exercise she'd been taught. She wouldn't surrender, wouldn't give in. For moments that felt like hours (or perhaps it was the other way), Asagi lost touch of her senses, and fell unconscious.
Oboro tsked when she saw Asagi pass out, but enjoyed the utterly fucked expression on the ninja's face, her tongue fallen out and drooling. The villain had almost thought the canine might break Asagi, but she'd heard too much dedication in her final cry to think her job was over so quickly.
Oh well. There was always more things to try.
The demon hound looked at Oboro, panting. "What, do you expect a treat or something?" Oboro sneered. "Go, get going! Go to the kennels, you dumb animal!" The canine, whining, pulled the unconscious ninja behind him, his knot still firmly locked into her hole, a trail of bubbly semen dripping from the imperfect seal of their bodies.
Oboro waited for the beast to take a lead before she began to step out of the room. Before she passed through the threshold she looked back at Power Lady. "Fucking clean up in here, it smells like a pig sty, you muscled-up freak."
Closing the door behind her as she stepped out, she was already thinking about what further tortures she'd put Asagi through when the ninja awoke.