"Ugh, oh yes!"

Veera lay there on the bed of her captor as she used her. Her arms throbbed with pain from being tied behind behind her back. Ever since Veera's attempted escape, Brene had been a lot more cautious, keeping her toy in binds whenever she was out. Before this, Veera had lied on the floor, feet and hands bound behind her. She had struggled to get free at first, but she ultimately found it useless. She lost track of how long she had laid there on her side, unable to move about. Her arms and legs got sore after a while, and when Brene came back, she silently prayed that she'd be let out of those bounds to move about at least.

Brene had only partially granted her wish. Her legs were untied, but not so she could move around. She now lay on her back, her arms hurting even more. However, that was drowned out by what was happening now. Brene was holding her legs with her powerful, seasoned Breloom arms. The vee's rear end was being lifted into the air, all the while she ground her crotch needfully against her victim's own. Her rapist rubbed and bumped herself needfully against hers with a carnal need, the creature above huffing and puffing with pure enjoyment at the pleasure she took from the vee below. 

For Veera however, despite the pleasureful sensations her body was giving her, could not find this any less enjoyable. She tried her best to hide her forced pleasure, and the fact that her body was registering any at all made her sick to her stomach. Or it would, if she could make it. As such, she could only clench her teeth, and let out the occasional whine to mask any moan that might have otherwise escaped.

"Oh! Oh fuck!" Her rapist shouted from above. "I'm gonna cum again!"

Internally, Veera breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe this would finally come to an end after all. At least for today. She could do naught but lie there as Brene slightly lifted herself from her raw genitals, and listen to the beast's howl of pleasure as she came. If her yells weren't enough of an indicator of her hated host's pure enjoyment, the feeling of her malefactor's liquids spraying onto the Eevee's already matted coat from her genital opening clinched it. It wasn't clearly visible, unlike a male's ejaculate (Veera spied caught Shia pawing it off more than once, so she knew what it looked like,) nor did it have the same consistency. Whereas a male's was more creamy, this was more liquidy, like water. It also had that all too familiar smell of mildew.

Feeling that girl-cum on her made Veera felt even dirtier than she already was. But it did bring at least a small amount of comfort as she laid back and panted. At least it was over. She was more than ashamed to admit that her body, against her will, was gaining some level of pleasure from this, and not being allowed to cum herself at least allowed her to hang onto some semblance of dignity, something she found less and less of in this awful situation.

"Aww, what's the matter?" Brene cooed in her smug, teasing voice. "Did the little slut not cum yet?"

Veera's heart sank. Just when she was becoming thankful for her lack of orgasm, it was now clear that this was simply another comfort Brene intended to peel away from her.

"N-no..." She answered, not meaning it as a confirmation to Brene's question, but as a plea not to make her continue with more of this. However, Brene clearly did not take it this way. Or if she did, she pretended otherwise.

"Well, we can't have that, now can we?!" She giggled. Veera shook her head as she felt Brene's sex once again push against hers. Her respite was now at an end, and it was clear that this beast wouldn't stop until she took what she wanted from her. And what she wanted was to humiliate this little unwilling vee in any way possible. 

She whined as she closed her eyes. It was all she could do to try to fight this. However, Veera once again felt the familiar presence of Brene's pussy rubbing against hers. "Maybe you just need a little encouragement?" The insane pokemon above her proposed. 

"N...No-" But Veera wasn't going to get a choice in any of this, and she knew it.

Veera felt her legs shift, and she opened an eye narrowly to see what was going on. Before she knew it, her leg was wrapped over one of brene's arms, and the other was left to dangle around. If Veera was slightly stupider, she might have used this opportunity to kick at her with this now free leg of hers.
However, she was not that stupid. She had no idea what Brene would do to her, but she knew darn well that it was not something she wanted to find out.

She had other things to worry about anyway. Now that the Breloom's other arm wasn't holding her victim's leg, she intended to use it. Something Veera found out for herself when she felt her now sensitive nub being furiously rubbed by her tormentor. A wave of unwanted pleasure washed over her, causing her to gasp out.

"No! No!!" Veera tried to protest. As much as she tried to fight the pleasure Brene was inflicting upon her, it was simply prolonging the inevitable at best. Something Brene knew all too well.

"Don't try to fight this." She half-warned, half-taunted. "You know you want this. You love this. You need this."

"No!!" Veera whined in between gasps. "No I don't!"

"As much as you try to tell yourself otherwise, we- ahh! Both know it's a lie, you little slut!"

"NO!! NO I DON'T!" Veera yelled out as her pleasure mounted to uncontrollable levels. It was the last thing she did before she yelled out "AAHHH!!" in an unwanted orgasmic wash, She felt herself shake, her pussy throb and contract. She didn't squirt, unlike Brene, but it didn't matter in the long run. Another sensation washed over her along with the sudden euphoria and spasms of her orgasm:

The sensations of embarrassment and shame. Of being weak, of not being able to resist the pleasure, of cumming against her will.

"See?" Brene chuckled happily at her handiwork, "You like this. You know you do."

Veera sobbed loudly as she shook her head fervently in denial. 

"You can try and deny it all you want, my little savage slut," Brene laughed, "but your body knows better. One day, you'll break. Whether it's in one moment, or little by little, it doesn't matter, the result is the same. You'll become addicted to orgasms, thinking about nothing but that next cum. That scared, reluctant look replaced with 24/7 lust for Sex. And then..."

The mushroom dinosaur's smile faded. She gave a sigh, one of depression rather than pleasure, and her eyes narrowed.

"...Then you will be boring. And I'll have to move onto the next one." She groaned. "They say the journey is everything, and the destination is nothing."

Veera's sobs faded, though they did not completely subside. She looked up at her captor with a questioning fear in her eyes, who met the Breeloom's bicolored ones. Upon seeing her expression, the breloom rolled her eyes in a show of irritation.

"Oh what?" She grumbled. "You didn't think you were the only cute piece of puss I've had in this bed?" 

Veera hadn't thought of that, but now that she was made to do so, it only made sense that she wasn't the first...

"Oh please." Brene replied her victim's unspoken answer. "I've had so many now I've lost track. I catch them, I bring them home, I fuck them silly, I break their minds, and then, well..."

She paused, her dark thoughts seemingly interrupted as she looked off to the side. The tension was so thick in the room that one could cut it with a sword. Veera's sobs stopped, out of fear of being heard. She thought to ask the obvious question, but she sat still in cowardly silence. A chill quickly rose up the vee's sign as her captor's head turned back to her, a malicious grin now replacing the bored scowl that had been there only a moment earlier. 

"Actually, there's no need to worry about that right now. We're still quite a long ways away from that point, aren't we?" She said with an evil cheerfulness in her voice. Veera once again felt the sensation of her outer folds being ground against needfully. Whatever respite she thought she had was now over.

"Let's... Ahhh... see if we can't get a few more out of you tonight!"

"Wait.. AHH!" Veera cried, but her pleas fell on deaf ears, as they always had since this started, and always would until the end. Brene would make good on her promise, each and every orgasm they shared increasing her shame and misery all the more, until thankfully Veera passed out long after she lost count.