Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Sam Sex Doll Prisoner ❯ Kitten Revenge ( Chapter 3 )
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Dolled: Kitty Revenge (Ch 11)
The guards unlock the door of the lavish room serving as a prison cell for their young prisoner. Waiting on the bed is Sam still stuck in her incredible sexy and curvy MILF model sex doll suit.
"Hey boys how's it going?" Sam says in a forced seductive tone.
The guards look at each other and then to Sam with suspicion.
"Say why are you in such a happy mood girl?"
"Yeah you've been a debbie downer since you got tentacled."
The guards question Sam and she shudders internally thinking about her tentacle experience.
"Well boys I've been thinking… I might as well enjoy my imprisonment while I'm here. It's better than actual prison I suppose…. I had a fun idea you boys may enjoy…." Sam acts innocent and cute for them.
"Hmmm part of me doesn't buy it but the other part is quite curious."
"What is this "fun" idea you have missy?"
The guards look Sam over.
"Escort me to the auto closet and I will show you boys. It's a surprise!" Sam says.
Still skeptical but too curious, the guards lead Sam to the auto closet.
"Will you boys show me how this works?" Sam asks cutely.
After showing Sam how the buttons work and creating a profile for him that is restricted to just female wardrobe, they let her pick.
"You two look away while I pick." Sam says covering the screen playfully.
"Fine girl but just know your profile ain't getting you out of that doll heh heh." One of the guards states.
They turn their back and let Sam enter the auto closet. The sounds of latex creaking and snapping can heard before the doors open up. Out walks Sam.
"Okay boys you can look hee hee." Sam says with a laugh.
"Woah! Okay I'm definitely interested now!"
"So tight and shiny!"
Clad head to toe in a latex Catwoman costume and holding a whip Sam struts out to the guards.
"Follow me boys…" Sam says leading the guards back to her kinky prison room.
Sam rubs her latex clad hands down their chests and starts to undo their uniforms. she places a hand on each of their cocks and feels them swell in her hands.
"Oooo excited are we boys? You like my costume?" Sam says trying her best to maintain a feminine dom voice.
Once the two guards are naked Sam grabs a lubricant off the shelf of many and dumps some into her gloved hands. she knees down and starts to stroke each of the guards' cocks. They grow even more erect.
"Mmmm. Glk. Mmph." Sam takes each cock into her mouth back and forth.
"Let me be your mistress, boys…." Sam says as she strokes them both.
Lost in pleasure both guards just nod their heads.
"Good boys…. Put these on…" Sam reaches under the covers of her heart shaped bed and produces black leather bondage cuffs.
The guards hesitate but their horniness takes over and they oblige.
"Face down on the bed now slaves!" Sam says forcefully and cracks her whip.
Again the guards listen to their new mistress. Sam suddenly locks their ankles with them spread apart to the bed's legs. she pulls a large belt like strap across their backs from one side of the bed to the other pinning them face down and ass up.
"HEY HEY HEY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING GIRL!?"
"LET US GO NOW OR YOU ARE IN A WORLD OF TROUBLE YOUNG LADY!"
The guards squirm helplessly and yell at Sam.
"I'M NOT A FUCKING GIRL YOU PERVY FREAKS!" Sam yells back.
"Fine whatever. You can escape from us but you still won't get out of that bodysuit."
"Yeah go ahead. Leave and go get the police. We'll just show them the mounds of evidence we have against you."
The guards tell Sam but she isn't listening.
"Who the fuck said anything about leaving?…" Sam says in a very cold tone.
The guards listen as they hear buckle straps and then a soft moan from Sam. she walks up beside them and they get a look at him:
Sam drapes the whip over the helpless guards and gets in real close.
"It's only a fraction of what you boys have put me through but by God am I about to have fun…"
The guards start to thrash to get loose but it's no use. They let out a shriek as they feel lubricant dumped all over their asses. Sam runs her slick gloved hands in between their butt cheeks. her slips her fingers in drawing moans and squeaks from the guards. Slowly she finger fucks them and stretches their assholes for penetration. she works a couple of butt plugs into each of them as she strokes her strap on. Sam pushes in between her latex clad ass cheeks and feels the huge anal plug built into the strap on shift in her own ass. she moans softly.
"It's time I made you two my bitches heh heh heh…."
Sam takes turns fucking one guard and then the other. Fingering one guard while she fucks the other. she forces them to suck and lick her strap on. As a last act of humiliation and revenge, she pulls her strap on off revealing the massive anal plug built into it. she takes the plug and rubs it across their faces.
"Yeah that's right you fucking freaks, clean your mistress's butt plug ha ha ha!" Sam laughs an evil laugh.
"Well it's been fun you pervs but I think it's time I get out of this catsuit. Let me just…. What the…. Hnngg why the fuck isn't this zipper moving?! HHNNGGG WHAT THE FUCK?!" Sam pulls desperately at the zipper to her Catwoman encasement. she tries pulling the rubber mask but it's all sealed extremely tight over her sex doll suited body.
"Heh heh heh…. We thought you might be lying young lady…."
"You've been very very naughty missy…"
The guards talk to Sam in a dark tone.
"We programmed your next outfit selection to be locked onto you…."
"Looks like we were right to…"
Sam looks at them in horror and rips even harder at her latex Catwoman costume. They laugh and mock her as they watch her curves jiggle inside the tight latex costume. Sam finally gives up hunched over.
"You know what you have to do…"
"Make it quick girl…"
Sam does as instructed reluctantly and starts to uncuff and release the guards. As soon as they are free they pounce upon Sam and overpower her.
"You want to play games kid?! We'll fucking play games!" One guard says aggressively.
Sam is forced face down and cuffed and strapped down into the same bondage she put the guards in.
Back and forth the guards spend the next few hours raping Sam still stuck in her Catwoman costume. Alternating from fucking her ass to her mouth and back again over and over.
"Force us to clean your butt plug!?"
"Fuck us in the ass!?"
When all said and done the guards drag Sam back to the auto closet where the Catwoman costume is removed then dragged back to her cell like room.
"Get some rest girl. We've got plans for your punishment."
"Yeah rest up… You're going to need it…"
The guards close and lock the door leaving Sam alone wondering just how much trouble she was in and how mad they are. she goes into the restroom and wipes her ass clean of cum. she spits more into the sink. she crawls into her heart shaped comfy bed and slowly drifts off to sleep.