Ichigo sat down next to Rukia on a hill and watched their children play together belong. Although they'd come to train Kazui, Ichigo still wanted his son to have fun with his new friend. "How're things, Captain?" he asked, teasing Rukia for her promotion.
Wearing her new Haori, Rukia smiled. "It's been a long road but I think I've done Kaien and Captain Ukitake proud." She fell silent as she watched her daughter play. "A shame Orihime couldn't join us."
"I know. But she still had her part-time job at the bakery. And I think she needed a little alone time. She's had her hands full with Kazui."
"You sure she'll be okay on her own? You said your dad and sisters were out of town and even Kisuke's gone on a cruise," Rukia pointed out.
Ichigo leaned back and smiled. "I'm sure she's just fine…"
Meanwhile…
With Orihime
"Nghh…"
Consciousness coming back to her, Orihime's eyes slowly opened. Through the visor, she saw that she was in a large dark room. "Wh-where am I?"
Remembering what'd happened before she blacked out, she tried to move but found it impossible. Orihime was dangling in the middle of the room, her arms over her head, bound by a while rope. She tried to break free but even with the strength the Karakura Raizer gave her she couldn't break free. "Hghhh!" She grunted and strained but it was no good. Looking down at herself, she saw that her pussy looked fine, despite being ramrodded by a horse. She also noted how she'd been cleaned up, though she still felt a wet dripping run down her legs from the horse cum still in her cooch.
A door opened behind her and she heard two sets of footsteps enter the room. "Who's there?" she called out, though she knew the answer.
"Interesting eveningwear, Mrs. Kurosaki," Vigo told his captive as he walked around her and came into her view. "Let me take a guess. Urahara?"
"How'd you guess?"
"I've studied the Vandenreich's Daten diligently for years and kept an eye on you and your husband as you fought Hollows for a few years. I don't recall you ever wearing anything this…exotic," he said. He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. If he felt any arousal over Orihime's blatant nudity he didn't show it.
"What do you want?" Orihime demanded. "Ichigo won't be back for days."
"Yes, we know. We planned on grabbing you and your child and using you to lure Ichigo to us but we apparently missed him by a few hours. Our smashing Kisuke Urahara's communication devices feels premature since you couldn't bring Ichigo back from the Soul Society. Ah well, that just gives us more time."
"Time for what?" asked Orihime frightfully.
"For you to tell us all your husband's secrets and weaknesses. I'm well aware how powerful Ichigo Kurosaki is. It'd be impossible to defeat him in a fair fight, especially since we're a man down. He did defeat Aizen and kill Yhwach after all. But everyone has an Achilles heel." He reached out and grabbed Orihime's chin, making her grimace in pain as he squeezed. "You're going to tell us every dirty little secret inside that head of yours."
"Never!" Orihime spat back. "I'll never let you hurt my husband! No matter what you do to me, I won't tell you anything!"
Vigo laughed at Orihime's bravado. "I'd take you a bit more seriously if you weren't dressed like a perverted Sailor Moon." His expression turned hardened. "Still, you did kill Kristov and got the drop on Valentina. You're going to pay for that as well."
Orihime did her best to put on a brave face. "What are you going to do? Torture me?" she said with enough sarcasm to impress Rukia.
"Hmph!" Vigo turned away, clearly tired of talking to the naked mother. "Unfortunately I don't have time to torture you." He walked past her, but not before adding, "Luckily I have a specialist."
One set of footsteps left the room, leaving Orihime's silent tormentor. The soft clicking of heels echoed across the dungeon. Orihime stiffened as the steps moved back and forth behind her, hearing the strange clinking of metal. The waiting almost became torture in itself until the mystery Bount stepped around Orihime and came into view. "How do you do? The name's Biyu. I must say," she smiled as she took in Orihime's naked front. "Valentina wasn't kidding when she talked about that armor."
The woman was about as tall as Orihime, looking around eighteen or nineteen. The girl wore a Chinese qipao dress, black with a red spider on the stomach, and had her hair tied up in buns. "I won't talk!" Orihime told the Bount defiantly, glaring behind her visor.
"Oh, Orihime…" Biyu patted her cheek. "I do love it when you play the part. Now then…" She showed Orihime the whip in her hands. "I understand that armor gives you some special protection if what Valentina told me is true. Yes," she noted how glossy Orihime's bare skin was, reaching out and putting her hand on Orihime's bare stomach. "Whatever Kisuke did with that suit gave you a facsimile of the Arrancars' Hierro skin. It'd explain how you survived Valentina battering you around like that, and why you survived getting blasted by Pegasus's fireball at point-blank range."
"Guhhh!" Orihime groaned in pain when the woman pressed a hand on the burn mark on her back. It wasn't a severe injury but it was a clear wound on her otherwise flawless skin.
"So, you still feel pain even with the added protection. That makes this all the more enjoyable. Your higher endurance will prolong your suffering."
"G-get away from me!" Orihime swung her leg back, hoping to hit the Bount and break her bonds. But she obviously missed when the Bount simply stepped back then cracked the whip on her burn. "Ahhh!" She tried again to break the rope bounding her but it refused to give.
"Thinking of escaping? I don't think so. There is no escape from me. And even if you managed to escape, you've three other Bounts who're more than willing to kill you. Now then…"
Crack!
"Ahh!" Orihime yelped when the whip cracked against her ass, a thin red line marring her skin.
"That was for killing Kristov."
Crack!
"Ahhh!"
"That was for almost killing Valentina."
Crack!
"Ahhhh!"
"And that was for almost striking me." Biyu smiled as she hauled back with the whip. "And these…are because I enjoy hurting you."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Biyu was relentless. As if her arm was a machine, she mercilessly whipped Orihime's back and ass as hard as she could. Even with the armor's protection Orihime was in pain. She balled her hands into fists and tried to fight the agony. She had to remain strong for her husband and child. While she doubted that any information they could get out of her would be useful in killing Ichigo, she would never betray her husband.
The whipping continued for what felt like forever. Orihime's once flawless skin was covered in red whip marks, the Nano-bio armor being pushed to its limits. Tears stung the edges of Orihime's eyes as she tried to withstand the pain.
Eventually, Biyu finally needed to give her arm a break. "Well now, you're tougher than I thought. Even with that fake-Hierro skin of yours I figured a delicate flower wouldn't handle much pain." She walked back around to Orihime's front and put the whip in her other hand. "You've such nice tits. I'm kinda jealous." She hauled back with the whip. "Let me show you what happens when I'm jealous.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Later…
"NGHHHHH! Ahhhhh!" Orihime screamed as she sat atop a wooden horse, her arms and legs tied back with the same silky rope from before. To add to her torture, Biyu had attached pins with weights to Orihime's pierced nipples, her chest on fire. "Stoooop! You're splitting me apart!" she pleaded in agony. Biyu positioned her so that she was leaning forward her clit pressed into the wooden contraption and adding to the sharp pain. Every squirm and attempt to move caused the pain inside her to grow. Her tits as well were on fire, the pain in her nipples making her head feel like it was going to crack. The pain was enough to finally get tears to fall down her face.
"You like? How does it feel to sit in agony, every inch of movement making the pain grow?" Biyu taunted, standing behind the girl and her torture device, more toys in her hand. She took a riding crop and slowly dragged it across Orihime's sweaty back. "So, are you going to talk?"
"N-No!" Orihime screamed defiantly. "I won't…betray Ichigo!"
"How touching. You must be in such pain. A delicate little flower like you, you've never even tried to be kinky with your husband in the bedroom at all, have you?" she taunted, whispering into the woman's ear. "How does it feel to be in so much pain that you just want to die to make it stop?"
"I…won't…tell…you…anything!"
Biyu licked her lips, a gleam of lust in her eyes from seeing the armored Orihime so defiant. It was always so enjoyable to see the strong take all her punishment until they finally cracked.
'And if she is that resilient…' she fingered the spider on her dress. 'Well, then I'll have to give her an extra-special treatment. Isn't that right, Anansi?'
Later…
Orihime groaned in pain as she hung on a large rack, her limbs pulled in four directions, leaving the Kurosaki woman in more agony. Like before, she was too exhausted and in too much pain to put up a resistance when Biyu took her off the wooden horse, dragged across the room until she was slammed onto the rack. "Ahhh…ahhh…" she groaned, the pain in her shoulders and thighs from being stretched out unbearable.
Biyu enjoyed the sight for a few minutes, watching as Orihime tried to endure the pain. In her hands was a new torture tool. She walked in front of Orihime and looked down at her exposed feminine parts. "Interesting. I'd have expected you to be gaping open after Valentina had Pegasus break your cunt. That armor must give you some kind of small regeneration ability in your loins," she noted.
"Don't…touch…me…" Orihime groaned, turning her head as the woman fingered her cunt.
Seeing Orihime squirmed made Biyu's smile widen. The Bount had to admit that Orihime impressed her. She'd been taught the finer, sadistic points of torturing people by the Vandenreich and had plenty of practice ten years after its fall. Orihime had lasted far longer than any of her other prisoners. She pulled her fingers out of Orihime's cooch and licked them. "Mmmh, how nice. But back to the matter at hand…" She grabbed a remote from a table and hit a button.
"AHHHHHH!" Orihime screamed as the pulleys pulled back on the rope, pulling her limbs farther. "Guhhhhhhh!" She did her best to bear the pain but it felt like her arms and legs would rip off at any second. Her relief came when Biyu hit another button and the tension lessened by a hair. "I…won't…tell…you…anything…" she panted.
Putting down the remote, Biyu fingered the tool in her hands. "You truly are tough. Even most Soul Reapers would have cracked by now. I thought about using hot wax to burn you but I've another idea." Her eyes turned to Orihime's exposed breasts, in particular the metal piercings in her nipples.
Through the haze and tears in her eyes, Orihime looked at Biyu and was terrified when she saw that she was holding a taser gun. "W-wait!" she protested in vain. Biyu ignored her and aimed the gun at Orihime's boob, firing it. Electrodes shot out of the gun attached to wires. The electrodes stuck stabbed into Orihime's nipple before zapping her with electricity. "AHHHHHHHHH!" Orihime screamed at the top of her lungs as her body was flooded with electricity. Lightning surged across her skin, arcs of white lightning crackling off of her armor. Due to the close proximity to the piercing, Orihime felt like her tit was on fire.
"Aha!" Biyu smirked as she took her finger off the trigger. "I had that on the lowest setting and yet the result was spectacular. Apparently I found the weakness to that armor Kisuke Urahara developed. Whatever he used to give you that Hierro skin must be vulnerable to an electric shock. So then…" She put a hand on her hip and gingerly fingered the trigger to the taser gun. "Have we decided to talk now? Or is our friendship going to undergo a shocking development."
Her body bruised, whipped and battered, Orihime wanted nothing more than to give in. But she still had her pride. Once in her life she had a moment of weakness and surrendered to the Arrancars in hopes of saving Ichigo. After the mayhem that'd transpired in the wake of that moment of weakness, she swore she would never do anything to jeopardize her friends and family again. "Never!" she shouted.
Biyu grinned. "I was hoping you'd be difficult. I wonder what happens if I up the voltage?" As Orihime trembled in fear, the Bount set the taser on a higher setting and hit the trigger.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
Orihime was in pure, unadulterated agony. Her vision went white as the electricity sizzled her naked body. By the time Biyu turned off the taser, Orihime was practically smoldering, her head slumping forward.
"Wow. I'll have to thank Kisuke Urahara for giving that suit such an exploitable weakness. Not to mention making you look so enticing," she noted, licking her lips. She grabbed the electrodes and ripped them off Orihime's tit. "Still alive? I'd hate for you to pass on and warn your husband."
Panting for breath, Orihime looked up at Biyu. Behind the visor, the spark of resistance had yet to go out.
Biyu laughed. Today kept getting better and better. "Hahahah! Wow! You are one tough momma! I haven't seen anyone take this much punishment and not give in. So then…" she tossed the useless taser gun to the floor. "It seems I'll have to resort to another form of torture." She reached down and fingered the red and black spider on her dress. "My Doll is a very jealous one. I don't rely on her with the same frequency as my colleagues. I tend to hog all my prisoners to myself and never give her a chance to help. But on occasion when a prisoner is being obstinate, I let her join in on the fun. Zeige Dich: Anansi!"
The weary Orihime watched fearfully as a glyph appeared on the red and black spider on Biyu's dress. The spider came to life and sprung from Biyu's dress, jumping up onto her shoulder. The Doll looked twice as big as a tarantula, its beady eyes staring right at Orihime. "Biyu!" The spider shuddered with anger. "Did you go and hog a prisoner all to yourself?"
"Well you know my tendencies, Anansi, " Biyu chided. "If you don't mind, show our guest here your tender love and care."
Orihime squealed in terror as the huge spider jumped onto her constricted body. "Ahhh! Get it off!" Sweat poured down the side of her face as the Doll skittered across her belly. "What are you doing?"
"Oh don't fret. Anansi isn't meant for combat like Oni or Pegasus," Biyu explained. "But she's useful in other ways. That rope that I saw you're struggling with this whole time? It was made from Anansi's web. It's so tough I don't think even your husband could cut through it with his oversized toothpicks. And she's another special power."
"Wh-what?" Orihime asked as Anansi settled itself on her breasts. "Get off!"
The spider looked up at Orihime. She couldn't read its expression but it seemed to enjoy her terror before it skittered up the woman's bare chest and sunk its fangs into Orihime's neck.
"Arghh!" Orihime screamed. The spider lingered for a second before taking its fangs out of Orihime and jumped back to its master. "What…what did you do to me?" The area where Anansi had bitten her stung before the mark morphed into a strange glyph similar to the Bounts' summoning.
"Very simple, really. Anansi's venom contains a hallucinogenic drug. It's not fatal. Not the first bite," she slyly added. "But it causes the victim to experience euphoria and loosens their inhibitions." The Doll on the Bount's shoulder skittered off her dress and made its way to a corner on the ceiling to watch what happened next.
"What…have…you…" Orihime couldn't finish her sentence. Her head tilted backward as a strange tingling sensation began to spread throughout her body. "What's…happening…to me?"
Hands suddenly cupped her breasts, gently massaging them. "Here, let's help the venom circulate throughout that beautiful body of yours, shall we?" Biyu teased. "I don't normally resort to this tactic. It's far more fun for me to break my prisoner with excruciating pain while I revel in their misery. But you're made of sterner stuff. So instead I'll take the opposite tactic. If I can't break you with pain," she leaned forward until her lips were inches from Orihime. "I'll make you melt with ecstasy."
Orihime let out a soft groan, her vision turning white as the Doll's toxin worked its magic. Her head felt hot and her mind started to drift away. "What's…happening?" she groaned, only able to focus on the hands massaging her naked tits. "Ooooohhh…" She closed her eyes and sighed, relaxing into the Bount's molestations. "Mmmmhhh…"
"Yes, that's it, Orihime…" said a voice, the voice distorting into someone more familiar to the housewife. "Let's have some fun, shall we?"
Slowly, she opened her eyes and didn't see the Bount Biyu. The woman's features blurred until she looked like someone else. "Rukia?"
Biyu smiled as the venom in Orihime's veins took hold, the girl under Anansi's hallucinations. "Hi there, sweetie," she said, getting into the role. She'd thought Orihime would hallucinate Biyu as her husband, Ichigo, but she could work with pretending to be the Squad Thirteen Captain. She reached for the cuffs holding Orihime and freed her, knowing that Orihime no longer had the strength or even the will to fight back anymore. As Orihime slumped forward, Biyu caught the naked woman and nodded over at Anansi, who leapt off his web and started to spin more webbing, creating a huge bed of webbing for the two.
"You poor girl," Orihime heard 'Rukia' say as she was carried over to what looked like a comfy bed. "You don't have to worry anymore. We took care of the Bounts. You're safe," the Bount in disguise told her.
"Ichigo…Kazui…"
"Are all right," Biyu laid Orihime down on the web bed and licked her lips at the delicious sight. She could understand why Valentina was bragging so much about getting the beautiful Orihime to have sex with her against her will. Orihime was quite fetching, especially now that her body and mind were battered. "You did well holding out as long as you did." She leaned down over the armored woman and smiled seductively. "Let me reward you for being so strong…"
Orihime would have been confused why 'Rukia' was coming on to her but in her drugged state as soon as Biyu's lips touched hers, the toxin that was affecting her brain made her easily succumb to her advances. Her arms lazily reached up and wrapped around Biyu and she deepened the kiss, finding bliss after enduring hours of agonizing torture. She felt a tongue slip inside her mouth and met it with her own, closing her eyes and letting Biyu's warmth heat up her cold body.
The human and the Bount made out on the bed of webs for several minutes. Their kisses became sloppy as Orihime succumbed to the Doll's influence. When Orihime broke the kiss for air, Biyu took the opportunity to lick her neck, her tongue circling around the glyph that Anansi made.
"Rukia!" Orihime panted, moaning when Biyu's hands reached for her exposed breasts. "We…shouldn't do this…we're not…training alone anymore…"
Orihime's trysts with Rangiku weren't the only relationship that Orihime kept from Ichigo. During the month they spent together training in the Soul Society, Orihime and Rukia found they had feelings for each other and spent a few nights sharing the same bed. After Orihime and Rukia married their husbands, they agreed to let the past stay in the past and love Ichigo and Renji.
"Oh, what's wrong with having some fun?" Biyu teased before she kissed Orihime again. Orihime's protests melted as she made out with Biyu. Pulling away from the dazed Orihime's lips, Biyu slipped off of her and undid the ties to her dress, stepping out of it and standing in front of the woman in her black bra and panties. She reached behind her and undid her bra, letting her breasts free. Her boobs were slightly smaller than Valentina's but still big and firm enough to make any man or woman want her. Orihime watched with arousal in her eyes as Biyu pulled down her panties and crawled back on top of her in her birthday suit.
The two women resumed kissing, Biyu's hands all over Orihime's body. Biyu spied Orihime's abused breasts and cupped them. "You're so big. I see becoming a mommy has worked out for you," she teased.
"Rukia…you…always tease me…about my breasts," Orihime panted. She responded by reaching with her gloved hands and grabbing Biyu's tits. "You've gotten even bigger too…"
Biyu smirked. Orihime was so addled she couldn't even tell the difference between Rukia and Biyu's bodies. She leaned down and licked Orihime's tender nipple, her tongue tracing around the piercing. "Mhhhhh…" Her pussy moistened from the taste of Orihime's breast. 'Torture always adds a bit of flavor,' she chuckled to herself before sliding off.
Laying on the web in a haze, Orihime wondered where "Rukia" went when she saw the woman standing in front of her, a new toy in her hand. "What…what are you doing with that?"
"Isn't it obvious?" Biyu chided as she held the double-ended dildo up. The sex toy was blue with multiple bumps along its shafts. "I'm going to fuck you with it." She got back onto the web bed and knelt in front of Orihime, spreading the woman's legs wide. She licked the head of one of the bulbous heads on the toy and brought it to Orihime's entrance. The armored MILF could do nothing but throw her head back and moan as her pussy was filled, her womanhood still aching from being pounded by a horse.
Biyu pushed the toy deep into Orihime's cunt, watching Orihime writhe with a smile on her face as she fucked her with the toy. Orihime's face lit up with lewd delight as her pussy was filled for the third time by a Bount, spreading her legs wider as she felt the toy's bumps hit her special spots. "Ohhhh! Rukiaaaaaa!" she slurred, licking her lips while her hands reached for her breasts and squeezed them.
"Look at you," Biyu teased, twisting the dildo and watching in amusment as Orihime arched her back and howled in ecstasy. "You know where the other end goes?"
Sitting up, Orihime reached down and touched the younger woman's pussy. "Right here," she grinned.
Biyu kissed Orihime passionately. "That's right. I'm going to fuck you. And you're going to fuck me." She pinched Orihime's nipple and twisted it, enjoying the face she made. "Let's have fun again, just like old times."
"Ah! Yes!" Orihime sighed, lying back down as Biyu laid on her back opposite Orihime. The Bount's head rolled back as she slipped the unoccupied end of her toy into her pussy. "Ah! It's deep!" Once the toy was firmly inside of her, the Bount grabbed Orihime's hips and began to buck into the toy. "Oh! Ah! How do you like it?" Biyu asked once Orihime grabbed her hips in return and began to mimic Biyu's actions. "The bumps feel amazing!"
With the venom pumping through Orihime's veins, Orihime lost her mind to the pleasure. "Rukia's" toy went so deep inside her and the bumps were hitting every one of her special spots in all the right ways. When Biyu reached down and grabbed the middle part of the toy and twisted it around, the pair's moans grew louder and filled the dungeon. Reaching down to her clit, Orihime gave her sensitive nub a thorough rubbing, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body, the bonfire of lust inside of her growing out of control. "I'm…I'm cumming!" she shouted as her body moved beyond her control and climaxed, her mind turning blank. Her pussy gushed around the toy in her cunt, her will completely bent to Biyu's now.
Seeing Orihime surrender to her inner impulses was a massive turn-on. Bucking against the toy harder, Biyu felt her own climax come to her. "AH! Cumming!" she howled before she squirted, the two ladies soaking each other's hips with their juices.
Orihime's head felt light. She closed her eyes and felt heat wash over her, her heartbeat pounding in her ears. When opened her eyes she saw "Rukia" holding her in her arms. "Orihime, I have to know," she whispered softly into her ears. "I need you to tell me every one of Ichigo's secrets. It's important."
Her mind clouded by the venom, Orihime didn't hesitate. "Okay." Biyu kissed her on the lips in gratitude. Orihime noticed her armor's sword in the woman's hands, taken during her capture at the hands of Valentina. "What are you doing with that?"
"Just a little reward if you tell me everything," Biyu chuckled. She brought the hilt of the sword to her lips and sucked on it, covering the handle with her saliva. Once the sword was properly wet, she brought it to Orihime's asshole. The housewife gasped when the sword entered her backdoor, crying out in unabashed delight. "Now then, tell me everything…"
While Biyu fucked Orihime in the ass with her own sword as a makeshift dildo, Orihime started to confess all of her and Ichigo's darkest secrets. Most were useless to Biyu and the Bounts but the woman still listened anyway, knowing that even seemingly worthless information could produce a gold nugget of opportunity. As Orihime was brought to climax again and again, Anansi skittered across the floor and made her way to the interrogated woman.
Pulling the sword out of Orihime's ass, Biyu tossed the dirtied weapon to the floor. "Very good. Thank you, Orihime. You've been most helpful." She patted Orihime's cheek and kissed her sweetly on the lips. "And now, your reward."
"My…reward?" Orihime panted, close to passing out. She felt something crawl around on her belly before looking down to see a red and black blur on her chest. "What's-"
"Anansi," Biyu addressed, dropping the act. "If you please give Orihime her reward?"
"With pleasure." Anansi crawled up Orihime's front and sunk its fangs on Orihime's neck again, giving her a second dose of its venom.
"AH!" Orihime shouted from the bite. In moments, the hallucinogen wore off and she realized who she'd been fornicating with as Rukia's features disappeared to reveal Biyu smiling wickedly down at her. "Y-You?!"
"Surprise, Orihime. Did you like your little fantasy? I must admit, it was good for me too," she chuckled, gesturing to her wet pussy. "Thank you for all the intel you gave me." Hopping off the bed of webbing she grabbed Orihime's ankle and yanked her off, dumping her onto the cold floor. "You should have gave in when I was nice enough to just electrocute you. Now you get to feel what true agony is."
As soon as the blissful pleasure wore off, Orihime started to scream in agonizing pain. Her body felt like lead as she lay on the cold concrete floor, every inch of her body feeling like it was getting ripped apart. "ARGHHHHHHHH!"
Sitting down on the bed, Biyu listened to Orihime's screaming like she was listening to her favorite song. "Mmmmh, that's quite the scream you've got. How are you liking a second dose of Anansi's poison?" The Doll in question crawled over to its master and disappeared into her clothing once more. "One bite sends the victim into a euphoric stupor. The second bite, however, overloads the nervous system and replaces that pleasure with pain. Imagine the worst pain you've ever imagine times a thousand. Now imagine that pain spread out to every part of your body. Oh wait, you don't need to imagine," she said as Orihime rolled onto her back and her face showed the pain she was in. "You're experiencing it right now."
"AHHHHHHHH!" Orihime cried tears as the pain only grew more and more, her head feeling like it was splitting open. "AGHHHHHHHHH!"
"Don't worry, in your condition, you won't last long. Maybe a few hours before your heart gives out." Biyu hopped off the bed and walked past Orihime. "I've gotten all the information I can out of you. Vigo doesn't have any need for you anymore. You can lay there and die now." Biyu licked her lips as she imagined the future sight of Orihime lying dead on the floor. "We'll have ourselves a feast afterwards." Since Orihime would not die a natural death, her soul would linger here in the World of the Living with no Soul Reaper to perform a Konso and leaving her a delicious dish for the soul-eating Bounts.
Orihime didn't hear Biyu leave. Her screaming drowned out the Bount's retreating footsteps and the sound of the door closing. 'It hurts…it hurts so much…' Orihime thought, tears running down her face. 'Ichigo…Uryu…Chad…Rukia…anyone…save me…'
But nobody would come. Orihime was alone. There would be no rescue this time. And now, Orihime was slowly dying. Gritting her teeth, Orihime reached for her helmet and tried to pull it off. If she could free her hairpins, she could use her Shun Shun Rikka to quell the poison inside her. But Kisuke did not design the helmet to be removed forcefully. She couldn't take it off. Her strength failing her again, the mother lay on the ground and continued to scream in agony. She curled up into a ball and shivered, trying to think of a way out of this. Then she remembered.
'The…the deactivation switch!'
Looking down at her wrist, she saw the tiny button on the side of the gauntlet. Gritting her teeth, the young woman reached with all the strength she had left in her arms and pressed the button. Her armor glowed pink before it disappeared from her body. Unlike before, however, her clothes did not return to her, leaving her completely naked on the floor. It appeared that Orihime had spent too long in the Karakura Raizer armor to get her clothes back. But her hairpins still remained. "I…I reject…" she whimpered, gathering what little willpower she had left.
Her hairpins lit up and her spirits arrived. Her healing spirits, Ayame and Shun'ō, were appalled to see the state she was in and quickly scrambled to put the healing barrier over her. Little by little, Orihime's body was purged of Anansi's venom as it was rejected out of existence. Even better, her beaten, battered body healed as well, the burn on her back fading away.
Opening her eyes, Orihime sat up and took deep breaths, the pain in her body gone now. "Thank you," she told her spirits before they returned to her. "Now, I have to get out of here." Standing up, she looked around to find some clothes. But all the dungeon had to offer were torture tools and sex toys. Sighing in resignation, Orihime decided to activate her armor once more. "I guess its protection is better than nothing," she reasoned.
She headed for the door to the dungeon and opened it. It seemed Biyu did not think Orihime capable of moving after poisoning her and didn't see the need to lock her inside. Sticking her head out the doorway, the scantily-clad Orihime dashed out into the hallway and began her search for a way out of the Bount's hideout.
As Orihime left Biyu's dungeon, she looked around to see where she'd been taken. She'd no idea where the Bount's lair was but she had to flee before she ran into Biyu or one of the other Bounts. She kept an arm around her breasts to hide her nipples. She wished that she had her clothing back when she dispelled her armor. The air was cold and her womanly parts were completely exposed. Nearing a window, she looked out and gasped when she saw a skyline stretch out before her. "I'm in…Naruwaki City!" She recognized several buildings and knew where Valentina had taken her. She was in one of the skyscrapers that overlooked the city.
"Well, if Kariya had that big mansion, I guess these Bounts could have a big building like this."
Orihime started to worry. If she was in the middle of the city then she needed clothes. She couldn't step outside looking like this. "Maybe I can sneak into one of the Bount's rooms and steal some clothes while I'm escaping," she said before she ran down the hallway. Reaching an elevator, she hit the button but an automated message chirped "Please present keycard". Seeing the sensor bar next to the button she cursed. Looking around for another exit, she saw another door that led to some stairs. "Going to have to risk it." Darting through the door she ran down the stairs onto the floor below.
Orihime felt exhausted. Despite her injuries healed and the poison expelled from her system, she was still fatigued both physically and mentally from her ordeal. Biyu's torture had taken its toll on her stamina. She knew she had to get out of the Bount's hideout before she ran into another Bount.
Reaching the door at the end of the stairs, she opened it and stepped inside. She found herself in a gym that spanned the whole floor. The huge windows showed the city below. While looking for an exit, the naked housewife heard grunting and looked at the other end of the gym to find that she wasn't alone in the gym.
A man was busy bench-pressing what looked like three hundred pounds of weights with little effort, his physique as imposing even lying down. Spying the exit nearby, Orihime tried to make her way over to it without being noticed. Sadly it was a futile efforts. The clicking of her heeled boots exposed her presence to the Bount, who stopped his weight lifting.
"You know trying to sneak around is pointless when you're wearing heels," the man said in a low, gruff voice. Putting the bar to the side, the Bount sat up and stared at the orangette. "So we meet at last, Orihime Kurosaki."
The man was a wall of muscle. There didn't seem to be a part of his body that didn't seem to ripple with bulging mass. The man's tanned skin glistened with sweat, darkening his gray tank top and gym shorts. As he stood up and towered over the woman, he reminded her very much of Kenpachi Zaraki, right down to the eyepatch covering his left eye.
"You're one of the Bounts?" Orihime demanded, covering her breasts and her womanhood with her hands while backing away from the huge man.
A deep laugh left the huge man's chest as he put his hands on his hips. "Good guess. The Vandenreich gave me a name, but Vigo and the others call me Oliver." The man's lips formed a smile while as he stared at the armored beauty, an eyebrow raised. "Vigo and Valentina weren't kidding about that tasty armor of yours."
Not wanting to get assaulted by another Bount, Orihime ran for the door but the Bount stood in her way. Gritting her teeth, the housewife opened her palm and her sword materialized in her hand. "Get out of my way!" she demanded.
"You're going nowhere. Now without this." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a keycard. "Vigo wanted to make certain that nobody could make their way through our place easily. This floor and the floor above are connected by unguarded stairs but to get through that door you need this." He smiled as he slid the keycard back into his pocket. "So if you want to get through that door, you have to go through me."
"I will kill you if I have to," Orihime warned.
Oliver's grin didn't go away, merely widening. "Oh I'm curious to see you try. I heard how you killed Kristov. Seems that armor of yours gives you enhanced strength. Looks like you're more than just a big pair of tits."
Tired of everyone commenting on her lewd attire, Orihime swung her sword. Oliver took a step back to dodge it. He reached for one of the bench press bars that didn't have any weights and lifted it with little effort. Orihime ducked when the man swung at her, almost taking her head off but was hit in the stomach with a powerful kick and sent flying by the Bount. "Gah!" she gasped as she hit the window. Thankfully the tempered glass withstood Orihime's heavy impact and she scrambled to her feet, sword still in hand.
Feeling a twinge of pain in his foot, Oliver realized the extent of Orihime's added protection and laughed. "Well now, seems that Hierro Biyu talked about is harder than I thought. I guess that's how you survived her torture as long as you did. Still, she told us about how you sang like a bird as she fucked you silly," he teased.
Orihime became angrier and charged at Oliver with her sword pointing right at the man's heart. "Enough!" she shouted.
Oliver grabbed a bench and swung hard. Orihime chopped the bench in half and brought her arms back up to swing again. But Oliver was one step ahead and ducked. Grabbing her wrists, Oliver pushed Orihime back and slammed her against a mirror, pinning her. "You're tough, I'll give you that but you barely know how to swing a sword. So then…" Orihime saw that look in his eyes and knew exactly what he was thinking. "Let's see what Valentina and Biyu were bragging about…"
"No!" Orihime shouted. Gritting her teeth she pressed a knee into Oliver stomach and pushed him back with all of her strength. She managed to knock him backwards. Grabbing her sword, she slashed at Oliver and grazed his shoulder. 'What I wouldn't give to use Ichigo's Getsuga Tensho right now,' she thought as she kept swinging at him. Despite her opponent built like a wall of muscle, Oliver was surprisingly quick on his feet. Orihime contemplated deactivating her armor but decided against it. As much as she hated having her breasts, ass and womanhood exposed to the perverted Bounts, the added protection her armor provided had saved her on multiple occasions.
As Orihime brought her sword down to cut him in half, Oliver picked the bar back up again and held it out, blocking Orihime's sword. As Orihime staggered backwards from the recoil, Oliver reached into his pocket. "Guess we'll have to do this the fun way." His free hand reached up and pulled off his eyepatch, revealing the glass eye he kept in his eye socket. "Unlike my comrades, I don't let my Doll do my fighting for me. That's because my Doll and I become one in combat."
"Become one?" repeated Orihime, remembering what happened with Yoshino when she fused with her Doll. "No!" She charged at Oliver, only for the man to sidestep her attack and kick her in the stomach again, knocking her back.
"Zeige Dich: Odin."
Oliver brought the glass eye to his empty eye socket. As it was inserted, the familiar Bount crest appeared on its surface. Lightning erupted from the massive man's body as he was filled with his Bount's power. His massive body grew even bigger until he was the size of Kenpachi, his skin color changing until he looked like a gleaming bronze statue. As lightning arced across his body, he lumbered over the armored housewife and leered down at her. "You like? I'm a lot bigger than your husband," he teased, flexing his muscles. "Both here…and here…" He gestured, thrusting his hips suggestively. Through his thin gym shorts, Orihime could clearly see the massive bulge that threatened to rip his shorts.
"How dare you?!" Orihime shouted as she charged at the massive man with her sword. She had to defeat this man, this behemoth, if she'd any hope of getting out of here. Oliver stood still as a statue as Orihime ran towards him and jumped into the air. He merely brought his bare arm up to block Orihime's slash. Orihime brought her sword down as hard as she could, expecting to slice through Oliver's flesh like hot butter.
Except…that's not what happened.
To Orihime's horror, her sword hit Oliver's arm and shattered upon impact. She stared at the broken hilt in disbelief. Her one weapon was now destroyed, leaving her helpless.
Once again Oliver's deep laugh filled the gym. "Hahahah! Don't feel too bad, Orihime. My body is indestructible once I power up. Even your husband would break his little swords on these guns!" he laughed, flexing his massive biceps impressively. "So then, is it my turn?"
The huge man's muscle mass wasn't the only thing that increased. Oliver charged at Orihime with the speed and ferocity of a wild bull. Orihime jumped out of the way to the side but the wind pressure almost knocked her into a wall as he passed her. "He's too strong! It's like fighting Chad on steroids!" She ran over to one of the weight-lifting machines and pulled one of the chains off the stacked weights. As Oliver charged at her again, she rolled out of the way before she could be crushed. As Oliver smashed the machine to pieces, Orihime jumped onto his back and wrapped the chain around his throat. "You might have smashed my sword but I can still beat you!"
"Hrckk!" Oliver grunted as the chain wrapped around his throat. Orihime tightened the chain as hard as she could, hoping that the giant would fall quickly. "If you wanted to mount me so much," Oliver choked as he charged backwards into a wall. "You could've just asked!" He smashed Orihime into the wall, Orihime crying out in pain from the sudden impact. Her grip on the chain loosened, letting Oliver grab it and hurl Orihime over his head.
"Gah!" Orihime cried out as she was smashed into a mirror. Her suit's Hierro protected her but the impact still hurt, the mirror shattered on impact. She was thankful for the armor to keep her protected from the sharp, jagged pieces.
Rubbing his neck, Oliver continued to laugh at Orihime's efforts, watching the naked orangette struggle to her feet. "Nice try, but you don't have the power to take me out." He cocked a thumb to the glass eye. "And you won't be able to get the drop on me like you did Kristov. Vigo and I are sure that you only beat him because you got a lucky shot at Oni. Too bad you won't be able to get one on me."
Orihime panted for breath, her breasts heaving. She reached down and picked up the bar that Oliver had used earlier. "I won't let you use me against Ichigo. You won't touch him or my son!"
The bronze giant was excited to see Orihime so fiery. "You don't know when you're outmatched. Good." He flexed his muscles and lightning shot out of his body. "I'm going to need practice when I fry your husband to a crisp."
Out of Oliver's hand shot a bolt of lightning. Orihime realized that holding a large metal bar wasn't the brightest of moves and let go of it to jump back. The lightning bolt was instantly attracted to the bar and zapped it, the explosion sending Orihime flying once again, this time landing painfully on a rack of weights. 'Owwww! How does Ichigo handle getting knocked around like this?' she wondered.
Then she felt sparks sizzle across her breasts. Orihime hissed from the sting of pain in her tits.
"So, looks like what Biyu said is true. That armor of yours makes you vulnerable to electricity." Oliver held up a fist, white lightning crackling. "I'd give up now before you get turned from sexy to crispy." His eyes displayed the same leer as his contemporaries as he stared at Orihime's womanly parts. Even when she was bruised and battered she was still sexy. And to someone like Oliver, beating Orihime half to death and then having fun with her seemed a far more delectable reward than if Orihime had just surrendered.
Her body aching from being smashed and battered, Orihime struggled to her feet. "I won't give up," she told Oliver, amusing the Bount with her continued resistance. "I'm stopping you here. And then I'm going home." She grabbed a thirty pound weight and hurled it at Oliver's head. Oliver squeezed his fist and an aura of lightning erupted from his entire body. The metal weight was destroyed by a lightning punch from the Bount.
Desperate to keep the massive Bount at a distance, Orihime continued to hurl weights at Oliver, dread creeping into her as he destroyed them all with relative ease. 'He's not losing energy. What do I do?' She tried to think of a better strategy. She glanced at the large window. 'Bounts can't or stand on air. Maybe I can trick him into falling out the window? With his heavy weight he'll fall like a boulder.'
"Looks like you're out of ammo," Oliver taunted as he readied himself to tackle Orihime. "I'm curious about that armor of yours. Doesn't look like it'll hold up much longer. Guess I'll have to peel it off of you." He charged at Orihime with a cross-arm tackle, his lightning barrier surrounding him. "What now, Orihime?!"
Bracing herself, Orihime waited until the last second before Bount could slam into her. She jumped over his head, grimacing as her body came into contact with his lightning. She dropped to her knees and turned around, expecting to hear the sound of glass shattering and a scream. Turning around when she heard no such noise, she was stunned to see Oliver still there, having skidded to a halt at the last second.
Going back on the offensive before Oliver could turn around, Orihime grabbed a heavy forty-pound weight and jumped into the air, heaving the weight over her head. 'If I can smash his eye, maybe I can kill him!'
Her efforts would sadly be in vain. As soon as Oliver turned around and saw Orihime jump into the air with the weight in her hands, he grinned wickedly as he channeled his lightning into his hands. "Got you!" He lobbed a massive blast of lightning at the naked Orihime.
In midair with no way of dodging and holding a metal object, Orihime was helpless to stop the attack from hitting her dead on. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed as she was electrocuted, her armor's weakness making the pain worse. The weight slipped from her hands and clattered to the floor as Orihime was fried, her screams earthshattering as lightning shocked her from head to toe, her skeleton flashing from the intensity. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
When the blast subsided, Orihime fell to the ground, her body smoldering and sparking with lightning. Her armor, unable to take such damage, started to crack, her gauntlet's and boots missing pieces and her visor cracking. Orihime was barely conscious, the pain just as bad as when Biyu poisoned her.
Her ordeal had only begun. Before she could crash to the floor, Oliver quickly ran to her and caught her, pulling the housewife into a bear hug. "I'm impressed you're still in one piece. A blast like that would've fried even a Soul Reaper captain!"
"Nghhh…" Orihime groaned, unable to hear Oliver past the ringing in her ears. Only when she felt Oliver's hug tighten and found herself in an unbearable grip did she finally start to speak, if only in screams. "Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Heheh, listen to those bones pop," Oliver taunted as he squeezed Orihime in his embrace, enjoying the look of pain on Orihime's face as he crushed her with a bear hug. His arms were wrapped tightly beneath her breasts. "Looks like your armor can't keep you from being crushed from within." His hands reached for her tits and squeezed them hard, hearing her back pop as he squeezed her tighter.
"GAHHHHHHHHH!" Orihime screamed, feeling her spine and ribs threaten to break. "STOP! PLEASE!" She begged, tears running down her face. "PLEASE!" For a frightening second, she thought that Oliver was going to keep crushing her until he smashed her organs and snapped her spine. When she felt the pressure let up, she panted for breath. Even if she wanted to try and break out of the giant man's hold, the muscles in her body were numb from the intense electrocution.
"Okay," Oliver snickered as he held Orihime in his grasp. He had her right where he wanted her. If he wanted to he could kill Orihime with ease. Her corpse would be just as useful in throwing Ichigo off his game. But he'd overheard Biyu and Valentina talking about what they did to Orihime and he figured he could have a slice of the pie. And with Orihime wearing that lewd armor she was a very tempting pie. "I won't kill you. If you make it worth my while. Deal?" he said. He didn't need to insinuate what he meant. The huge bulge that threatened to tear his pants pressed into her bare ass.
Orihime wheezed as she dangled in the Bount's grasp. Her entire body ached with pain. She hated this. She hated herself for landing in this situation again. She was forced with willingly committing adultery in order to save her own life. But she knew she didn't have a choice. Her sword was broken and she could barely lift her arms. She didn't know if she even had the strength to hit the deactivation switch in order to use her Shun Shun Rikka. And even if she could she wasn't sure she had any willpower left to defeat Oliver. Clutching the man's arms, Orihime reluctantly nodded. "Y-Yes…" she mumbled. Even speech was almost beyond her ability. Oliver's electricity had sapped her numbed her muscles, including her jaw.
Oliver's haughty laugh filled Orihime's ears and he dropped her to the floor. Orihime crumpled to her armored knees and panted for air, struggling to keep her numb body upright. She looked up just in time to see Oliver rip his tank top off and pulled his shorts down, his huge, throbbing erection smacking her in the face. 'Oh…oh my god…it's huge!' She stared in awe at Oliver's package. Evidently his transformation increased the size of his cock and balls along with the rest of him. She started to shake at the thought of something that big entering her. 'There's no way I can fit something that big inside me!'
But Oliver was having no such thoughts. He put a massive hand on Orihime's helmet to keep her still. "What's the matter? Speechless?" he taunted while smacking his erection against her face. "Ichigo can't compete with me, can he?" He enjoyed the frightened look in her eyes as he slapped her cheek with his dick. "Don't worry. No man could compare to me. By the time I'm finished fucking you, you won't be able to even walk again."
With her body still numb from the lightning, Orihime could do nothing as Oliver pushed his massive erection past her lips. She gagged at both his sweaty taste and the man's sheer size. Oliver was brutal, treating Orihime's mouth like his personal pocket pussy. "Glckkkkk! Gckkkkk!" Her jaw was stretched wide as Oliver thrust into her mouth. Orihime could barely breathe, drool running down her face as Oliver hit the back of her throat again and again.
"Damn!" Oliver groaned with a grin on his face while he chocked Orihime with his manhood. "Your husband don't know what he's missing with a mouth like that!" he taunted.
Orihime hated this. She was absolutely disgusted, both at Oliver and at herself, as she let herself be used like this. 'It smells so bad! I can't breathe!' she thought, her vision going blurry from the lack of oxygen. Just when she was about to pass out, Oliver pulled out, giving Orihime a brief respite to take in air before he thrust back in. "Gckkk!"
"I can see what Valentina was bragging about when she said you had a hell of a mouth!" Oliver's body crackled with electricity, shocking Orihime's mouth and making her scream into his cock. "Here's your reward!" He threw his head back and let loose inside his new toy's mouth. "Here's a hot protein shake!"
"MMMMMMH! GKKKKKKK!" Orihime felt hot sticky cum shoot down her throat. So much filled her mouth that she was unable to swallow it all, white cum spilling from her gagged lips and dripping onto her breasts. Just when Orihime was about to pass out, Oliver pulled out. She leaned forward and coughed up the man's seed onto the floor. "Ahhh…ahhhh…"
Staring down at the cum-covered Orihime, Oliver stroked his manhood and decided he was ready for round two. "Don't get too dizzy on me, Orihime. The fun just started."
"Yow!" Orihime yelped as Oliver grabbed her by her helmet and yanked her into the air, her limp body dangling in his grasp while he carried her over to the large window. "Oof!" She winced as she was pressed against the glass, her boobs smooshed against it. "What do you think you're doing?!" she grimaced as Oliver pressed his titanic frame against her. Her eyes widened when she felt Oliver's hand touch her ass, his fingers dangerously close to her backdoor.
Oliver whispered into her ear. "I've got to get you ready or you won't be able to take me." Without waiting any longer, the Bount plunged three fingers into Orihime's asshole.
"Kyaaaaaa!" Orihime squealed as her backdoor was invaded. In the ten years of marriage to Ichigo, she'd never even thought about doing anal. Now her inexperience came back to haunt her. Pinned against the glass with a body that refused to move, Orihime could do nothing but cry out as her asshole was stretched by the invading fingers, Oliver's digits scissoring inside of her. "Noooooooo!" She clenched her teeth as the fingers continued stretching her hole wider and wider. "Stop!"
"Not gonna happen," Oliver said before he quickly pulled his fingers out of Orihime's ass. "Your ass is mine now."
Orihime's breath hitched when she felt the tip of Oliver's massive cock poke the entrance to her asshole. "Wait!" she pleaded helplessly. Spreading her cheeks wide, Oliver smirked before he slammed his massive cock right into the housewife's asshole. "AHHHHHHHHHH!" screamed Orihime, tears running down her face as her bottom was ramrodded. "IT'S TOO BIG! YOU'LL SPLIT ME APART!"
"Good."
Clawing at the glass, Orihime like her asshole was being split in two. Tears ran down her face as the huge cock wedged itself in her ass. Someone as big as Ichigo would be painful but Oliver's was massive. It felt like Orihime literally had a log stuffed up her ass. "Stop…it hurts…" she whimpered, the pain in her ass was worse than having her pussy stuffed with horse cock. Much worse. "Ahh! Ahhhhh!" Her ass felt like it was on fire as Oliver kept thrusting into her, to the point where Orihime felt like the Bount was poking her stomach.
"Mmmmmh!" Oliver grunted as he pressed his chest into Orihime's naked back while burying his cock balls deep in her ass. "You might be a lousy fighter, but you're a hell of a fuck toy!" He continued to slowly fuck Orihime's ass, his inhuman hips slapping her bubbly ass.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Orihime wailed, feeling like she was either going to get crushed from Oliver's massive weight pressing her into the glass window or she would split in half from Oliver's giant cock. "MY ASS!" she cried out, the pain in her ass assailing her brain. "MY ASS IS ON FIRE!"
Orihime's cries and screams filled the gym while Oliver pounded her asshole, his massive balls slapping her cunt. She didn't think this could get any worse.
And then she heard the sound of glass cracking.
For a moment, Orihime was able to push the pain in her lower half away when she saw a crack form in the tempered glass. As the pain returned, panic started to set in. Oliver was going to fuck her right through the window! Evidently the glass wasn't meant to handle the inhuman fucking of Oliver and Orihime. "S-stop!" Orihime pleaded. "You'll break the glass!"
"Oh? I see then…"
Orihime felt Oliver's mammoth-powered thrusts slow down until he stopped. "Guhhhh!" she groaned as the thick cock slid out of her gaping asshole. But she was given no respite before Oliver suddenly turned her around and pressed her back against the glass. "W-what are you doing?" she gasped as Oliver grabbed her legs and pushed them up. When she saw him aim his cock back at her abused asshole, she realized that Oliver had no intention of letting cracked glass get in his way. "AHHH!" Orihime threw her head back as Oliver slammed back into her asshole.
"Yeahhhh…" Oliver grunted as he continued to fuck Orihime's guts. "This is more like it. I can see that slutty face of yours up close and personal." Girding himself, the titanic Bount returned to ramming his cock into her asshole, fucking her with all his might.
"Guhhh!" Orihime's eyes rolled into the back of her head as the pain returned. More cracks formed on the glass from Oliver's inhuman fucking. She could feel both herself and glass start to break, the sickening sound of his hips slapping her ass mixed with his laughter and grunting.
Finally the glass gave in to the inhuman fucking and shattered. Orihime felt vertigo hit her as gravity took hold of her. Had it not been for Oliver's tight grip on her, she would have fallen to her death.
The Bount's leering smile stretched across his lips. "How's it feel? Knowing my cock is the only thing keeping you from going splat?" he mocked. He gripped Orihime's soft ass tightly. "Let's give the people below a show, shall we?"
"Ahhhhhhh!" Orihime howled as Oliver's hips moved again, the wind whipping around them. Tears ran down her face as the pain in her ass didn't stop.
"What's the matter? You don't seem like you're enjoying this. Heh," Oliver had an idea. It wasn't enough to just take Orihime against her will. Better to have Orihime climax against her will to help seal the deal and then rub it in Ichigo's face later.
Pulling her away from the ruined window, Oliver slowly pulled out of Orihime's asshole. The worn-out woman thought it might be over but Oliver sat down on a nearby bench and turned her around, pulling her close to him while lifting her up. His powerful hands lifted her up and pushed her back down onto his cock, invading her ass again. Orihime cringed as she was bounced on the titanic Bount's lap, her pierced titties bouncing wildly. "Ahhhh! Ahhhh!"
Oliver's hands cupped Orihime's breasts, pinching her pierced nipples. "Damn! These things are heavy!" he taunted while continuing to pound her asshole. "You pierce your tits for your husband?" His hand traveled down to Orihime's cunt, plunging two large fingers inside of her. "Well now, look how wet you already are. Guess someone's in the mood."
Orihime became mortified when Oliver started to finger her pussy, already wet. "Guh! Guhhhh!" She arched her back as her body responded to the Bount's fingering. Even the pain in her ass started to morph into something more pleasurable. "Ahhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
Hearing Orihime start to moan spurred Oliver to fuck her faster. "That's it. Let's hear those moans!" he grinned. He scissored his fingers inside of her, aiming for her sweet spots to get a bigger reaction out of her.
The tension inside Orihime began to build. Tears stung at the edges of her eyes with the realization that she was being forced to orgasm against her will again. "Ah! Ohhhhhhh!" On reflex her body tensed and she felt her mind start to go blank. "Nghhh! Ohhhhhhh!" Her pussy clenched around the fingers pressing against her g-spot and her asshole clenched around Oliver's cock. Her eyes rolled back and she gave a lewd moan when she climaxed, her juices squirting onto the floor.
Again Oliver grinned at Orihime's submission. Squeezing both breasts with his rough hands, he thrusted up into her backdoor with all his might before he gave a loud grunt. Orihime's ass burned as he came inside of her, his seed feeling like it was reaching her stomach.
"Ahhh…that was a nice workout. I gotta thank your husband for providing me such a good workout partner." Lifting the sore, worn-out Orihime off of his lap, Oliver dumped her onto the floor. Standing up, he towered over the orangette and grinned while stretching his arms back. "Still, I can go for round two. I know that us next generation Bounts can't reproduce…" he said with a threatening gaze, "but I'm going to give it a shot." Orihime lay still on the floor as he picked her up, ready to fuck her pussy this time.
The behemoth picked up Orihime and turned her around, planning to fuck her while standing up right. But it was too late for him to realize that Orihime had quietly picked up her broken sword. His leer turned into a mask of horror when Orihime, whose numbness had worn off, quickly stabbed her sword into his glass eye. "You…sick…pig!" Orihime spat in his face, driving the sword hilt through the eye and into Oliver's skull.
"Gahhhhh!" Oliver screamed in pain. Orihime slipped out of his grasp while he stumbled backwards. Lightning spewed out of his body on reflex. Unfortunately with a steel object embedded in his head all it did was shock his insides. "ARGHHHHHHH!" He tumbled backwards and fell out the window. "Damn…" he mumbled, his body turning to dust before he was halfway to the ground...
Orihime lay on her back, panting for breath. She lay there on the floor while she let her body heal itself with her armor's healing factor. She'd use her Shun Shun Rikka but she could barely lift her arms. It'd taken all she had just to stab Oliver.
Finally after what felt like an hour, Orihime gathered her strength and sat up. Spotting Oliver's discarded shorts, she crawled over to them and pulled out the keycard he'd shown her. "Got it! Time to get out of here!" Struggling to her feet, the armored Orihime stumbled to the door. She pressed the keycard to the scanner and felt a wave of relief as the door opened. Walking into the hallway, she saw the elevator at the far end. "There!"
"Well now. Look who's still alive and kicking."
Whirling around, Orihime was horrified when she saw Biyu and Valentina walking towards her from the other end of the hallway. "Uh oh…
Sweat dripped down Orihime's naked back. The memories of what the two female Bounts did to her were still fresh in her mind. Out of reflex she put her hands around herself to cover her exposed bits, though it didn't really matter since both had seen plenty of Orihime's nudity by now.
Valentina raised an eyebrow. Peeking into the gym, she spotted Oliver's discarded shorts and the broken window. "So I guess we sensed it right. You managed to kill that muscle-head Oliver."
Biyu's heels clicked loudly on the floor while she and her partner approached Orihime. "And here I thought you were still in my dungeon dying slowly from my Doll's poison. You're made of sterner stuff."
Orihime turned and ran. She couldn't fight the pair. Not now. Not when she was so exhausted and worn-out after her tussle with Oliver. She hadn't even fully recovered from Biyu's torture before running into the bodybuilding Bount. And her sword had been broken in the previous fight, lying uselessly back in the gym after Orihime had stabbed Oliver with it.
Sadly her kidnappers had other plans. "You're going nowhere!" Valentina grabbed her whip and quickly used it on Orihime. Her whip snapped through the air and wrapped around Orihime's leg, tripping her up. "You really thought you were just going to run away? You're dumber than you look!" she mocked while she and Biyu approached her. Unwrapping her whip from Orihime's leg, Valentina brought her hand down on Orihime's ass, earning a gasp from the weary orangette.
"Even if you did escape, what were you going to do? Run around Naruwaki City looking like a perverted Sailor Moon?" teased Biyu as she summoned her spider doll, Anansi. "You'd be arrested for public exposure and indecency." She rasied her high-heeled foot and planted it on Orihime's behind. The woman cringed as her heel went right up her ass.
Orihime tried to crawl away but Valentina put a boot to the woman's back. "Wow, looks like that burn I gave you healed up quite nicely. Maybe I should summon Pegasus and give you another one?"
Biyu scoffed. "Eww, no. That horse of yours is repugnant…" The sadist bristled before she nodded to her spider Doll. "Anansi, please work your magic to make sure she goes nowhere."
"Yes, ma'am!" The spider sprayed a stream of its webbing at Orihime. Before the woman could do anything to stop the pair, she'd been tied up by its silk. And, of course, she was tied up Shibari-style with her arms behind her back. The silken rope wrapped tightly around her body, digging into her cunt and squeezing her tits. "She looks quite ready for more fun. Shall I sting her again?"
"In a minute, Anansi." The two women grabbed the orangette by the legs and dragged her away. "I want to have more fun with her first…"
Minutes later…
The Bounts dragged the helpless Orihime into Valentina's room. The Kurosaki mother hissed, her tits sore as they dragged across the carpet, not helped by the piercings.
Valentina's room was huge, almost as big as the gym Oliver was working out in with a large bed in the corner of the room. In the other corner, sitting on a bed of straw was Valentina's Doll, Pegasus.
The smell of horse in the room made Biyu's nose rankle. "What is it with you sharing the same living space as that beast? It smells like a barn in here."
"As opposed to you? The girl whose bedroom doubles as a torture room? I'm surprised you don't sleep in an iron maiden." Valentina unzipped her jacket and tossed it onto a chair.
When the Bount beast saw that the girls were dragging Orihime its eyes filled with familiar lust. "Mistress…" Pegasus stood up and walked over to the pair. "Can I breed her again?"
"Maybe later, Pegasus. We have to make her suffer for killing Oliver first." Grabbing Orihime by her bound arms, Valentina tossed her onto the huge bed. "And Kristov too."
"Wait, I thought we already avenged Kristov by humiliating her before?" pointed out Biyu.
The cruel Bount merely shrugged. "Hey, you can never get enough revenge. Ain't that right, Orihime?"
Crack!
"Ahhh!" cried out Orihime as Valentina's whip marked her ass.
"See? Orihime agrees."
Orihime laid on her belly, trying in vain to break the silk bindings that kept her bound. But, just like last time, the Doll's webbing was too strong for her to break. "Let…me…go!" she grunted as she struggled until another crack of Valentina's whip told her to stop. "Yow!"
"Oh come on, that was a love tap…" The two female Bounts looked at each other before looking back at the bound Orihime. "I'm sure Vigo won't mind if we have some more fun with her. Besides, it's not like she's going anywhere."
"True. And let's make sure she won't go anywhere…" Biyu patted Anansi's head. "Would you care to make more pliable, my dear?"
"Yes, ma'am!" The spider Doll excitedly jumped off Biyu's shoulder and landed on Orihime's naked ass. The orangette squealed as the creepy spider skittered up her bare back before it reached her neck. Orihime cried out as the spider's fangs sunk into her soft skin, drugging her with its venom again.
"Noooo…" Orihime weakly moaned as her head started to fog up again. 'It's…not real…whatever I see…it's…not real…' she told herself with what strength the drug hadn't taken away. Yet even that thought melted as her mind became filled with hot, seedy ecstasy. "Nghhhhh!"
Biyu produced from her person a small knife and cut Orihime's bonds since there was no longer a need. Anansi returned to her dress before she stripped out of it to reveal her naked body. "Hope you're ready to play again, Orihime," she said teasingly before rolling Orihime onto her back. "Hmm?"
Orihime's vision blurred and her body tingled from head to toe. It was like her sensitivity had increased a thousand fold again. Try as she might, her reason left her and when Biyu rolled her over, she found herself in the company of friends again. "Rukia? Rangiku?" she slurred, her mind fogged up with lust.
With Orihime within her grasp again, Biyu smiled before she produced a knife and cut Orihime's silk bonds. The Bount undid the ties to her dress and let it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body.
"Sheesh, I forgot about how much of a slut your spider makes people," Valentina scoffed while she removed her shirt, pants and riding boots, joining the two in the nude.
"Says the one who's quick to let her Doll ramrod women whenever it's in the mood." Biyu heard a snort come from Pegasus but ignored it. "Oh wait your turn! You'll have what's left of her. I'll wait until you've destroyed her cunt before giving her the fatal bite. So chill."
"Fine. I'll hold you to that…" threatened Pegasus, snorting blue fire.
Ignoring the horny beast, Biyu turned her attention back to the drugged Orihime. The hallucinating Orihime sat up as the two naked women in the guise of her best friends sat down on the bed next to her. "Nghhhhh…" she groaned as Valentina's hand traveled up her bare thigh. "Ran-" she was interrupted when Valentina kissed her, the Bount finding this to be too good to pass up. Biyu snaked behind the armored woman and cupped her large melons with her hands, her fingers circling her sensitive pierced nipples.
"It's party time, Orihime," Biyu whispered into her ear. Orihime hissed while Biyu's fingers pinched her tits, Valentina sucking on her tongue.
A hand reached down to the spot between Orihime's legs, fingers probing her pink folds. Pulling away from the kiss, Valentina was surprised by how tight Orihime seemed to feel. "Heh, I guess that armor of yours worked double time in healing your pussy. Otherwise you'd be gaping after what Oliver did."
Orihime wanted to respond but all she could manage was a sultry moan. With two women giving her beautiful body so much attention she was melting into their touch. Her legs spread wider as the rider Bount's fingers rubbed her wet pussy, the Bount behind her playing with her nipples.
But the two women had no interest in taking things slow with their victim. Biyu slipped from behind Orihime, letting the woman lay down on her back, her vision swirling while groaning in disappointment, her hands going to her breasts to pick up where Biyu left off.
Biyu grabbed a spare riding crop of Valentina's and didn't hesititate using it on Orihime. The harsh tool smacked Orihime's breast. Valentina held Orihime still while Biyu abused her, smacking her naked body with the riding crop. "Oh, if only we were back in my room. If I'd known we'd get another go at you, I'd have brought my tools."
"Nghhhh!" Orihime's eyes widened when the riding crop smacked her pussy. Her back arched but she had no time to struggle before Valentina sat on her face.
"C'mon, Orihime. You showed me how good you are at eating pussy last time!" Valentina mocked, rubbing her pussy in Orihime's mouth.
Believing Valentina to be Rangiku, Orihime delved her tongue into the Bounts depths. She moaned from the dirty taste of her juices in between gasps while Biyu attacked her pussy with the riding crop. The sadistic Bount licked her lips while she alternated between Orihime's pussy and her nipples. Pain and pleasure assaulted Orihime's mind, too busy eating out Valentina.
"Oooooh!" The redhead's face twisted as the tongue lashing her pussy turned to her clit. Her hands gripped Orihime's helmet as she rode the mother's face. "Fuuuuck, we sure she's Ichigo's wife? She eats pussy like a pro!"
Orihime's hands went to Valentina's supple ass, her fingers digging into her cheeks. She could barely breath but felt too good to care. Putting the riding crop aside, Biyu lifted one of Orihime's legs up and put her let over the woman. Orihime's body surged with electric heat when the Bount's pussy touched hers. She moaned even louder into Valentina's muff, her tongue hard at work pleasuring the Bount as the redhead's comrade continued to grind their pussies together. Valentina howled in pleasure while she rode Orihime's face harder, Biyu moaning in bliss.
It didn't take much for Orihime to reach climax. Her body's sensitivity increased to the max, her eyes rolled backwards as she suddenly gushed, moaning deep into Valentina's cunt. Biyu followed the slutty orangette into climax, squirting all over Orihime's pussy while Valentina let out a sultry moan and forced Orihime to devour her juices.
As soon as Valentina rolled off her face Orihime panted for breath, wiping her mouth clean. "Rangiku…" she breathed, her body writhing as the afterglow sizzled inside her. "You taste so good…" Looking up at "Rukia", Orihime sat up and pulled the girl into a deep kiss, letting Biyu taste Valentina's juices on her lips. "Mmmmmh!"
Satisfied with Orihime's submission, Biyu decided it was her turn. She once again pinched Orihime's breasts, earning a satisfied hiss from the woman. "Get on your hands and knees," Biyu whispered into her ear. While Orihime got on all fours Biyu rolled over and did the same, shoving her ass into Orihime's face. "Time to give me some tongue-loving!"
Her senses overwhelmed by the smell and taste of Biyu's hot muff, Orihime palmed the Bount's juicy cheeks and eagerly licked the sadist's cunt. Biyu smiled seductively while she shook her ass in Orihime's face, loving how good the woman's tongue felt. "Fuck!" she cried out when Orihime's fingers started to pump in and out of her cooch. "Forget killing her! I'm telling Vigo we're keeping her!" Orihime was providing too much entertainment for Biyu to want to kill her anymore. The Bount's mind was filled with all sorts of dirty and sadistic intentions for the woman. Besides, Orihime had a lot to answer for killing Kristov and Oliver.
Hands touched Orihime's ass. Turning her head, the hallucinating Orihime found "Rangiku" mounting her, a massive blue-strap-on between her legs and the widest of smiles on her face. "It's no Pegasus, but it'll do for a warm up!" Gripping Orihime's ass tightly, the Bount didn't hesitate the plunge the massive toy into Orihime's wet cunt.
"Ohhhhhh!" Orihime trembled as her pussy was brutally fucked by Valentina. Her toy being the double-ended type, Valentina moaned in unison with Orihime as she fucked her silly. Her hips smacked Orihime's ass while she stretched her pussy wide.
Frustrated with the lack of cunnilingus, Biyu once again shoved her ass into Orihime's face. "Hey! Who said you could stop?!"
Smothered by one Bount's ass and another Bount fucking her with raw abandon, Orihime was turned into nothing but their sex toy. Gripping Biyu's thighs, Orihime went back to licking Biyu's cunt, moaning into the dark-haired woman's cunt. She bucked her hips into Valentina's thrusts, her body shaking as the huge toy rammed into her again and again. The girls all moaned together as they fucked like animals.
The dirty sound of Valentina's hips smacking Orihime's phat ass ran throughout the room. Grinning, Valentina stopped her hips and grabbed her riding crop. "Let's see you move that ass!" She brought the crop down on Orihime's ass, spurring her to move her hips back and forth on her own volition. Orihime was in heaven as she fucked herself on Valentina's strap-on dildo.
Once again Orihime was brought to an easy climax. Moaning deeply into Biyu's pussy, Orihime felt her body shake uncontrollably before she squirted around Valentina's toy. Biyu reached behind her and kept Orihime's face pressed into her muff, smiling as she felt Orihime's moans through her pussy. The feeling was enough to let the sadist release, enjoying covering Orihime's face with her juices.
Valentina wasn't nearly done. She gripped the orangette's waist and started to fuck her as hard as she could, moaning uncontrollably. Reaching around and grabbing Orihime's tits, the rider Bount pulled Orihime away from Biyu's luscious booty and they stood on their knees, Valentina clutching Orihime tightly while she fucked her. "Yes! Yes!" the redhead continued to shout as she inched closer to her impending release. "Fuck yes! Yesssss!"Orihime turned her head and devoured the woman's moan as she came, soaking the inside of her strap-on's harness and once again making the orangette cum from her rampant fucking.
When Valentina let go of Orihime's breasts, the woman fell forward face first onto the bed. Biyu hopped off to grab something from Vaeltina's dresser. Panting heavily, Valentina pulled her toy slowly out of Orihime's cunt. But the Bount was still not done with Orihime yet.
"Ah!" Orihime gasped when the thick head touched her asshole. Her asshole was still sensitive after Oliver's titanic fucking and was even more sensitive thanks to the drug still pumping through her bloodstream.
With a lewd smirk, Valentina pushed the head into Orihime's asshole. "I'm betting Oliver took a piece of your ass, didn't he?" When all she heard was a moan, she continued, "Well, I'm not one to be left out."
"Kyaaaaa!' Orihime howled as Valentina plunged her huge toy into her ass all at once. Hands once again gripped the slutty armored woman's breasts and she was pulled into Valentina's lap as they sat up, Orihime's legs spread wide. "Ahhh! My ass!" Orihime cried out while "Rangiku" bounced her up and down. She squeezed her eyes shut while the pain assaulted her body before the venom that turned her into a slut morphed it into pleasure. Valentina's toy stretched her wide. Her suit had only just managed to heal Orihime's devastated asshole from Oliver's brutal pounding and now she was getting fucked hard again.
A slap to the face forced Orihime's eyes open. She saw Biyu in front of her again, this time wearing a purple strap-on that looked bigger than the one Valentina was using! "Sorry for the wait, but this was the biggest toy Valentina had." Aiming the rubbery toy at Orihime's sopping wet cunt, Biyu pushed into her.
"NGHHH! OHHHHHH!" Orihime's whole world turned to white as she was double penetrated by two of the biggest dildos she'd ever seen in her life. Biyu and Valentina moved in synch with one another. As Biyu pulled out of Orihime's pussy, Valentina would plunge her toy all the way into the orangette's asshole and vice versa. Orihime felt like her womb and her stomach were being raided and she couldn't help but love every second of it. If her husband saw her now, he'd by astonished by the slutty smile plastered all over her face, her eyes practically had hearts in them as she was turned into the Bounts' bitch.
Orihime lost count of how many times she came, her pussy squirted all over Biyu's and Valentina's toys over and over, soaking the bedsheets beneath them. The girls' hands played with her breasts with equal fervor. Like Orihime, Valentina and Biyu climaxed repeatedly but didn't stop fucking her. Watching them Pegasus snorted impatiently as he watched the debauchery.
The three soon rolled over. Orihime lay on top of Biyu, her arms pulled back as Valentina slammed her toy in and out of her asshole. With a cry that felt like it'd echoed throughout the entire building, all three women climaxed at once, Orihime's mind turning to mush as her holes burned with pleasure.
As the fornication came to a close, the Bounts finally pulled out of Orihime's sore holes and Biyu rolled the worn-out orangette off of her. "Ahhhhh, now that was a workout," breathed Valentina, wiping the sweat from her brow.
"Mistress! Don't tease me anymore! Let me breed her again!" shouted Pegasus, having grown tired of watching for the past several hours.
Biyu sat up and scoffed. "Hold your horse, Valentina. I want to be out of the room when that mongrel fucks Orihime. That's disgusting."
Taking off the soiled dildo from her hips, Valentina crossed her arms and scowled. "Don't insult Pegasus! You're just scared to take something bigger than those itty-bitty toys of yours in your little playhouse!"
While the Bounts continued to argue amongst themselves, Orihime slowly regained her mind. She watched as the images of her friends slowly melted away to reveal the Bounts for who they are. Blinking in confusion, Orihime feared she'd been bitten again before she realized she hadn't been given the second fatal bite by Anansi. Her repeated exposure to the Doll's venom had given her some resistance, letting her shake off the hallucinations after a while.
Seeing the two continue to bicker and argue, an idea formed in Orihime's head. She couldn't just walk out of here. The two would just take her down all over again and let Pegasus have his way with her again. But…she knew from watching Ichigo and Uryu bicker and argue how easy it was for one or both to get pushed over the edge.
"Do it…"
The Bounts turned to see Orihime, lying on the bed while fingering herself. "Pegasus feel soooo good. He feels amazing. You should try it for yourself."
"See? Even Orihime agrees, and she's still drugged off her ass!" Valentina pointed out. "Or is the sadist scared?"
"Hmph!" A fire of defiance burned in the dark-haired Bount's eyes. "You know what, fine! I'll show you who's scared. But quid pro quo, bitch." Biyu picked up her dress. "It just occurred to me. If you're going to let your Doll loose on me, I should return the favor. Zeige Dich: Anansi!"
The red spider jumped off the dress and landed on Valentina's chest. The redhead squealed in surprise before the Doll sunk its fangs into her neck, drugging her with its potent venom.
If Biyu felt satisfied when Valentina fell back next to Orihime in a euphoric stupor it was short lived. Pegasus had finally had enough of being sidelined and leapt up off its bed, tackling Biyu and knocking her to the floor. "Enough talk! Breeding time!"
Like with Orihime before her, Biyu had enough time to get on her hands and knees before she felt the massive horse cock push into her small pussy. "OH FUCK!" she howled as Pegasus made good on his promise and begin to breed her. "IT'S TOO BIG!" She tried to crawl away but Pegasus's fiery breath put a halt to that idea.
Seeing one Bount play with herself in a drugged stupor and the other Bount getting the fucking of a lifetime, Orihime took her chance. She quietly sat up and got off the bed, her legs shaking from the dual fucking. Spying Valentina's closet, she grabbed a large winter coat and threw it over herself, grabbing the keycard that'd been taken from her and making a mad dash out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Running back down the hallway, Orihime pushed the keycard against the scanner and felt the first inkling of hope as the doors opened. Hurrying inside, she pressed the ground floor button. Breathing a sigh of relief, she deactivated the suit to give her head some freedom from the helmet, her feet killing her from wearing the heeled boots. For a moment she thought she was home free.
Then the elevator shuddered to a stop.
Orihime cursed as the lights flickered for a moment before they came back on. With a loud ding the elevator began to move again, only it was now going up. Orihime slammed the emergency stop button but it refused to work. Higher and higher the elevator climbed until it reached the top floor: the penthouse suite.
With another ding the elevator door's opened. Stepping out, Orihime wasn't surprised to see she wasn't alone.
"So sorry to disappoint you, Orihime," Vigo addressed, leaning against a desk in the middle of the room. "But you're going nowhere."