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What happens when you're captured?

The voice laughed, â??Very well if you can get out the door then you may go free.â? The chains didnâ??t loosen and nothing changed. There was silence because the voice knew that there was no way that she could get out. One the chains were a metal that he made himself that was stronger than titanium there was no lock on the chains they were welded shut around her wrists and even if she did get out of them. There was no door to be seen and even where it was it was locked from the other side with no handle on this one.
 
Natanya bit her lip and squirmed around against the tight chains. She hated the fact that he had abused her, taken what was just as much a part of her as her tail, and forced her into unconsciousness to do it. Each of those scars had a story. Each of them was a badge of honor, and each was an individual reason for her king to trust her with the most valuable information. However, none of what this man was doing to her was something she was familiar within all of the times she had been tortured and abused. She whimpered and bit her lip, forgetting for a moment that he was monitoring her. She managed to squirm enough to get her tail between her legs and up against her belly.
 
Thaddeus smirked laughing lightly making sure the microphone was covered so that she couldnâ??t hear him. he knew everything that she was thinking at this moment because he had been there once. He had been the most trusted servant of his king and one time he had been captured and much the same thing had been done to him. the only difference was he was going to break her because he knew one thing that would break her something that he had studied all of her previous captures before just to find out. She was still a virgin and he would be the one to make her break under a special torture he had made for her but for now he would let her try and tire herself out doing it.
 
She whimpered and bit her lip, twisting her hands in the chains to try to escape again. She hated being chained. She hated being treated like an animal. No. Animals were treated better than this, even by the worst people. She growled and worked her hands harder, unable to tell after a while if she was sweating, or if it was blood. Sure, they hurt, but she couldn't move her head to see them. It almost seemed like her wrists were bruised, but there was even more pain that she couldn't quite place.
 
He sighed after a while and finally leaned back forward. â??Well then if you are done and finally realize that you can not get out of the chains we can continue.â? He flicked a switch and an arm began to lower from the ceiling it had nothing on it just ended in a rounded tip. â??Now then I am guessing from the way you react to being naked it is nothing knew to you but I have a feeling that you have never been touched sexually. Or at least the bastard that did didnâ??t live much longer.â? The arm came down the time pressing against her nipple. It was shockingly warm and it started to rub around her nipple and vibrate lightly.
 
It took a little while before Natanya stopped struggling, but she was panting and whimpered. The little fox girl closed her eyes tightly when he started to taunt her. He was right. She was a virgin, and she didn't want to give into his various tortures, nor allow him to take that from her. Her tail pressed tighter between her legs, and she bit her lip. She saw the arm coming down toward her. She didn't know what he was planning on doing with it, and she looked away from the arm, even as it pressed against her breast, rubbing her nipple with a warm, rounded nub. She chewed on her lip, tears starting to well up in her eyes.
 
Another arm came over her this time clearly coming from around behind her and the gears moved silently. This one moved quickly to her nipple mirroring what the other was doing to her but it was clear that she could suddenly have arms touching her body without warning since they were silent and fast. After a few moments of teasing her nipple seeming to know just how to make them hard even if she fought it; the ends of both arms opened and latched onto her nipples with a wet warm suction as though she had two mouths working her nipples and small warm things inside them started to lavish attention on her nipples making it feel as though two mouths were sucking and licking her nipples.
 
Natanya gritted her teeth as another touched her other breast out of nowhere, and she tried so hard to not whimper again. She hated this, hated being made a mockery of, and hated being tied down only for another's amusement. Try as she might to not whimper, one escaped her lips when she felt her nipples hardening against her will. When the mouths of the nubs opened and started sucking on her nipples, she thought she was going to lose it. It took all of her strength to block it out like she had the vibrations and electricity.
 
He laughed, â??You have incredible resistance to pleasure for someone that from my examination is a total virgin.â? Suddenly another arm came up for the same type as the ones on her nipples and started to vibrate lightly against her clit. While the ones on her nipples added a very mild electric charge to their sucking not enough to hurt but enough to make every nerve in her nipples burst with sensation.
 
The girl saw the third arm come toward her to tease her clit now, and she closed her eyes. She whimpered and her ears folded back, and her traitorous body was starting to betray her as he added a little more electricity to the ones on her nipples. She whimpered again as her nipples rose to erect nubs at the sensation. She was trying so hard to keep him from breaking her, but even her virgin pussy was threatening to betray her, slowly starting to get wet from the teasing.
 
The voice laughed in her ear hearing her whimper as the pleasure increased. â??You have never been touched at all have you? No man even trying to touch you.â? The arm at her clit extended another part of it flat and warm and slightly moist it started to slowly brush up and down her pussy lips the rough texture of it feeling almost like a tongue on her sensitive lips.
 
"Th-there was no reason for another man to touch me...a-and there still isn't..." she whispered softly as the third arm started to lick at her pussy lips. She squirmed where she was, trying to stop it and the others from touching her, though the chains held her tightly in place. Natanya had wanted to choose the man she loved, enjoy the pleasure he gave her, not have this torture forced upon her.
 
The voice was silent as all the arms worked on her most sensitive spots. They never stayed with the same stimulation for long changing intensity and rhythm of the vibrations enough to make it so she could not block them out. There was a slight chuckle from the voice as there was a sudden pressure on her ass. It was a longer thinner probe that pressed against the puckered hole sending vibrations through it but not yet pushing in.
 
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