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Mikasa bent her head down and lapped at Annie’s nipple. It was so cute, the way it would stiffen up, like a tiny little cock. But more delicious than any cock had ever been to Mikasa.
Mikasa put her mouth over it, sucking lightly, then harder, until Annie moaned faintly.
Mikasa bit down - not too hard, just enough to hurt. “Too much noise, Annie,” she said quietly. “This is your only warning.” Annie’s mouth snapped shut. She knew the punishment for being loud.
Mikasa moved off to the side and spread Annie’s legs apart. Annie made an aborted effort to keep them modestly together, but Mikasa gave a warning squeeze, and Annie instantly loosened up.
What was up with Annie today? Hadn’t all resistance been trained out of her?
Perhaps she needed more time in Hange’s lab.
Not that Mikasa wanted to send her there. She always came back with so many cuts and bruises – and that one time, when Hange had sent her back impaled on the butt plug and dildo, which must have been inserted for an entire day. They had both been far too big for Annie’s delicate holes, and Annie had been bleeding for days after Mikasa had managed to finally get them out.
That had certainly been no good.
“Watch,” Mikasa commanded the onlookers, as she stroked her finger up Annie’s cunt. Annie was so prettily responsive, squirming against Mikasa's finger.
There was an angry rumble from the audience. Mikasa didn’t have to look up to know it was from Bertholdt – he could never contain himself in these situations – but he was so well chained that there was no way he could interfere with Mikasa’s pleasure. In fact, hearing his muffled groans as he chewed on his gag only added to it.
As expected, Annie was growing nicely wet, and Mikasa inserted her finger.
Annie arched her back into the sensation but bit her lip to prevent any further sound from escaping.
Ah, her girl was just as good as always. Good as gold, really.
Mikasa opened her mouth, and, after looking Bertholdt squarely in the face, licked up Annie’s pussy. Mmmm, it tasted as ripe as ever.
Bertholdt gave a muffled bellow of rage, rattling the chains. He tried vainly to rise up, all muscles straining. Next to him, Reiner was as still as a statue, staring ahead unseeing.
Bertholdt's chains, of course, held, keeping him stuck in a bent-over position.
In fact…
Mikasa nodded to Armin, who ducked his chin in response. Undoing the back of Bertholdt’s pants, which had been outfitted with a reverse zipper, he yanked them down.
Bertholdt’s eyes immediately widened, and he gave a terrified whine.
He knew what was coming.
Armin prepared Bertholdt’s hole in a rudimentary way, sticking first one, then two, then three fingers in and perfunctorily rubbing them around.
Bertholdt’s entire body was clenched, and Mikasa wondered idly how Armin slid them in so easily.
But he was quickly able to force his cock in and begin thrusting rhythmically. Bertholdt strained against him but was unable to move away. Every few strokes, Armin reached his hand around the bound figure and gripped Bertholdt’s cock, rubbing it until it was stiff and red, the tip weeping.
When the tears began pouring down Bertholdt’s face, Mikasa gave a small shiver of pleasure and pressed her pussy into Annie’s, almost absent-mindedly humping into her.
Watching Armin fuck Bertholdt always turned her on.
Soon, Armin’s face was flushed a lovely shade of red, and his thrusts grew more erratic, his breath coming in sharp pants.
With one final snap to his hips, his entire body stiffened, and he let out a choked gasp.
After he pulled out, he left Bertholdt's pants unzipped so his ass, leaking come, would be the first thing anyone saw when they walked into the room.
Mikasa could no longer wait. The sight of Bertholdt, face distorted with pain, cock still thick and hard, had a strongly aphrodisiac affect on her.
She carefully untied Annie, turning her limp body around so that she was lying on her stomach. She then tied her up again, paying careful attention to her hands. She slid her pelvis under Annie’s head and spread her legs wide. She knew it would be a strain on Annie’s back and neck to keep her head high enough, but Mikasa enjoyed that. She liked for Annie to be uncomfortable.
“Begin,” she commanded, and Annie immediately began to lick into her cunt. Mikasa spread her legs even wider giving Annie full access.
It had taken Annie some time to get good at this. Previously, her teeth would get in the way, or she would miss Mikasa’s clit. It had taken a period of trial and error for her to become the expert pussy-eater she now was. A great deal of trial and error, with plenty of punishment when she failed. But now Mikasa was reaping the rewards of her labors, fully enjoying Annie’s perfect technique.
She could hear Annie snuffling for air as she latched on with the exact right amount of pressure.
MIkasa's pleasure was building rapidly, and she reached down between her legs to pinch Annie hard on the nipple.
This was the signal she usually used when Annie was performing poorly, and, indeed, Annie immediately stilled, her eyes widening in fear.
“No need to be afraid," said Mikasa gently. "That one was a reward." She smiled down at Annie and shifted her position so that she could lean in lovingly and give Annie a light kiss on her mouth. She always tasted so good while eating Mikasa out.
Then Mikasa resumed her position, and Annie began licking at her pussy again.
Mikasa soon came, holding Annie’s head pressed into her as a wave of pleasure pulsed through her.
It had been a good one, too, forceful, with multiple pleasant aftershocks.
Annie hadn’t come; her hips were jerking abortively against the bed. Mikasa only rarely let Annie have an orgasm - once every few weeks, at the most. Especially after Armin had accused her of being soft. He never let Bertholdt or Reiner come.
She untied Annie and pulled her up into her arms.
“You did well,” she purred into Annie’s ear, running her fingers through Annie’s soft, soft hair. Her other hand caressed Annie’s breast, drifted down her belly. She was careful not to touch anywhere on her dripping cunt, instead rubbing her soft thighs, squeezing her ass.
“You’re so perfect for me, love,” she nuzzled into Annie. “You and I, we’ll always be together.”
Annie buried her chin in Mikasa's neck, hiding from the sight of Bertholdt and Reiner's broken faces.