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Apparently it just wasn't meant to be as the princess herself, Sally Acorn, had decided to try to sneak into your own home to rescue the girls. Naturally, you reacted to this in a calm, sensible manner. You tazed her from a safe distance before approaching her fallen form and stomping her until she blacked out. Stripping her naked and throwing her body over your shoulder, you gave her rump a good swat before carrying her into a more private room to make a pet out of her.
...
You watch as Amy and Rouge, both dressed in revealing harem attire, bind Sally between two poles, her arms and legs forcibly spread in an 'X' shape as a result. The two then bow and leave the room obediently, permitting you some privacy as you uncoil a whip. Sally's back is to you, so you approach her and grab her between the legs, watching as she began to stir. You then grip her fur and yank on it, not pulling it out, but definitely causing a rude awakening to Sally. You step back a few paces as Sally, panting and unnerved by her position, demands to be set free.
CRACK!
"AAAH!"
The whip effectively silences her with a single lash across her back. You inform her what happens to naughty girls in your home, but Sally will not hear of it. She demands you to free her and the others, ignoring your warnings entirely. It is time to break this girl.
CRACK!
"KYAAGH!"
CRACK!
"AAAAGH!"
CRACK!
"GAAAGH!"
Sally is panting now, her fur now soaking to her body from sweat. You walk around in front of her, seeing she has begun to cry. She notices you and quickly straightens her body and turns her head away from you, refusing you any kind of satisfaction. That is fine, her boobs are looking a little too proud for your tastes anyway.
CRACK!
"MMMMMGH!"
Sally bites her lip as she tries to restrain herself, refusing to cry out with you looking right at her. The lash was well-aimed, striking across both of her nipples. One more good hit would likely earn her voice in this torture.
CRACK!
"HAAAAAAAIIEE!"
There it is, and now Sally's head is hanging limply, her body sagging in her bindings as she is whimpering in pain. Approaching her and reaching behind to rub her butt as you speak, you whisper into her ear the many things you have done to Rouge and Amy. Sally tries to turn her head away, but you make her turn to face you by pushing the handle of the whip against her cheek.
Tears are drenching her face, saliva rolling from a corner of her mouth, but in her eyes is a fire you have yet to extinguish. Once more, she demands freedom for her and the girls. This Sally Acorn is starting to become annoying, and you can't help but slap her across the face a couple times before distancing yourself and taking aim at her smooth navel.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Screams echo loudly, probably audible even to Rouge and Amy despite wherever they might be. Sally jerks about wildly in her bindings as you refuse to let her rest whatsoever, intending to ensure whatever fight she has in her will be taken care of. You stop to catch your breath, seeing Sally is barely conscious.
She has one last chance. You toss the whip aside and grab her by the hair and throat, forcing her head back to look up into your eyes. She is meeting you with a glare. It is weak, she lacks a solid voice to speak with, but you can tell. It is still there. Her defiance. Her willpower. This was no doubt the resolve of the crown princess, Sally Acorn.
You knee her in the crotch and walk away, knowing it'll take a considerable amount of time to break this one. But you have other things you need to do. Ringing a bell, you watch as your loyal pets enter the room and shuffle over to Sally, freeing her from her bindings and blindfolding her before dragging her out of the room.
You might need some help with Sally... But who would be the right girl to enslave for this purpose?
...
You watch as Amy and Rouge, both dressed in revealing harem attire, bind Sally between two poles, her arms and legs forcibly spread in an 'X' shape as a result. The two then bow and leave the room obediently, permitting you some privacy as you uncoil a whip. Sally's back is to you, so you approach her and grab her between the legs, watching as she began to stir. You then grip her fur and yank on it, not pulling it out, but definitely causing a rude awakening to Sally. You step back a few paces as Sally, panting and unnerved by her position, demands to be set free.
CRACK!
"AAAH!"
The whip effectively silences her with a single lash across her back. You inform her what happens to naughty girls in your home, but Sally will not hear of it. She demands you to free her and the others, ignoring your warnings entirely. It is time to break this girl.
CRACK!
"KYAAGH!"
CRACK!
"AAAAGH!"
CRACK!
"GAAAGH!"
Sally is panting now, her fur now soaking to her body from sweat. You walk around in front of her, seeing she has begun to cry. She notices you and quickly straightens her body and turns her head away from you, refusing you any kind of satisfaction. That is fine, her boobs are looking a little too proud for your tastes anyway.
CRACK!
"MMMMMGH!"
Sally bites her lip as she tries to restrain herself, refusing to cry out with you looking right at her. The lash was well-aimed, striking across both of her nipples. One more good hit would likely earn her voice in this torture.
CRACK!
"HAAAAAAAIIEE!"
There it is, and now Sally's head is hanging limply, her body sagging in her bindings as she is whimpering in pain. Approaching her and reaching behind to rub her butt as you speak, you whisper into her ear the many things you have done to Rouge and Amy. Sally tries to turn her head away, but you make her turn to face you by pushing the handle of the whip against her cheek.
Tears are drenching her face, saliva rolling from a corner of her mouth, but in her eyes is a fire you have yet to extinguish. Once more, she demands freedom for her and the girls. This Sally Acorn is starting to become annoying, and you can't help but slap her across the face a couple times before distancing yourself and taking aim at her smooth navel.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Screams echo loudly, probably audible even to Rouge and Amy despite wherever they might be. Sally jerks about wildly in her bindings as you refuse to let her rest whatsoever, intending to ensure whatever fight she has in her will be taken care of. You stop to catch your breath, seeing Sally is barely conscious.
She has one last chance. You toss the whip aside and grab her by the hair and throat, forcing her head back to look up into your eyes. She is meeting you with a glare. It is weak, she lacks a solid voice to speak with, but you can tell. It is still there. Her defiance. Her willpower. This was no doubt the resolve of the crown princess, Sally Acorn.
You knee her in the crotch and walk away, knowing it'll take a considerable amount of time to break this one. But you have other things you need to do. Ringing a bell, you watch as your loyal pets enter the room and shuffle over to Sally, freeing her from her bindings and blindfolding her before dragging her out of the room.
You might need some help with Sally... But who would be the right girl to enslave for this purpose?
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