He had no idea where he was going. Normally, their group would follow Veera's written instructions whenever she had her little 'visions'. The fact that she was the one he was trying to save made actually finding her, let alone the bitch who stole her. 

It was by pure coincidence that he'd managed to find this seemingly abandoned cabin just sitting out in the middle of the dungeon. It wasn't much, and in fact it looked even worse than most of the buildings back in town. But, perhaps, he could rest here for a while before continuing on his journey. Though, first he'd wander up to the door and check if anyone was-

The door opened before he could take a step to it. He was about to greet the person, but his words died in his throat when he saw who it was. As they came out, Shia's rage grew. By sheer luck, there, standing just a few feet away, was the very thing he'd been seeking out this whole time. The monster that started all of this.

Brene.

"Ugh, I came out here just to see who was causing that racket, and it's just some shitty shinx boy?" She growled with irritation. "Do you know who the fuck I am, kid?"

"You..." Shia growled. "I know all too well who you are."

"Well, good. Saves me the time of introductions." Brene replied boredly. "Normally, this would be the part where I rip your dick off and feed it to you, But..." Her monologue was interrupted with a bored yawn, before she continued. "Look, I'm really not in the mood for this. I'm in the middle of something, so I'll just give you this one single chance to piss off."

"Never!" Shia hissed. He kept his blade hidden, behind his back, as he did not want to reveal his hand too fast. 

"What? Are you fucking stupid, kid?" The monstrous breloom replied monotonously. "Do you have a deathwish or something?"

"Yours, if at all possible." Shia spat back.

"Hmmph, take a number." 

"Either way, I'm not leaving this place without Veera."

Brene's expression changed suddenly, her eyes going slightly wider. She spoke slowly.

"How the hell do you know about-"

She stopped midsentence, as she put two and two together. That night, here in the maze, there were three of them. Veera, that other Linoone she didn't care to know the name of and...

This boy in front of her. Now it all made sense.

"H...HAHAHAHAHA!!!" She suddenly threw her head back and laughed into the sky loudly and proudly. It wasn't the same insane high pitched laugh she'd flooded the dungeon with that terrible night when they'd been chased by her, but it wasn't too far off. "Ahhh, now I remember you. Sure... You were that little boy bitch from the other day! Sorry, not sorry, but you're just so forgettable. Ha ha ha ha!"

Although the urge to strike here and now was rising within Shia, he stood his ground, and remained calm. Or at least as calm as his anger could allow him to be.

"So what was it you really wanted again?" Brene asked when she finally stopped laughing.

"I want you to hand over Veera-" Shia began, only to be rudely interrupted midway through.

"Hmmm, let me think for just a split second..." She gave a huff, and shook her head mockingly. "Mmm... Nah. I like my little fucktoy a little too much. Sorry not sorry, but you ain't gettin' shit. Ha!"

Shia's face contorted with anger at this response, as he gripped his knife tightly. He knew it was going to end this way of course, but some small part of him at least had to try.
Though in truth, he wondered if he would have struck either way...

Brene's eyes narrowed as she saw his expression, her own morphed into an arrogant smirk.

"Aww, does that make da widdle shinxy shit mad?" She chuckled. "What are you gonna do about it? You're just a little savage among many. Wrong type, no weapon, and most of all, no experience. What? You don't honestly think you can-"

Shia had had enough. With a scream, he drew his knife, pointed forward, and drew his arm to the side as he leapt towards his target, this evil, accursed lady in front of him. The blade gleamed as he swung it, straight for her throat, with the enraged intent to end all of this in one single strike by slashing her throat open.

But it was not to be. Brene's eyes went wide as she instinctively leaned back, dodging the life threatening piece of Iron by a mere inch. She felt the air rush past her neck, a testament to just how close she had come to meeting her end at the paws of this kid.

Shia's rage grew as he took another swipe, only to miss again as she leapt backwards, a howling laugh piercing the air.

"Oh no!" She yelled in mock fear. "You've gotta weapon after all!" She ducked under yet another swing. "What am I gonna doooo?!"

"JUST. SIT. STILL!!" Shia yelled in frustration as he tried this time to slice from the top down, hoping to at least HIT her. A dodge to the side stopped any chance of that.

"Oh fuck! You almost got me that time!" Her tone showing no real fear whatsoever, only mockery. "Oh no! He's gonna git me! Haha!"

He slashed and hacked his knife at her, only for it to narrowly miss each and every time, each and every time her maniacal laughs getting louder. This only served to enrage Shia even further as the two of them continued on. 

"Oh no!" She shouted mockingly. "He's gonna kill me, I better duck inside! Hahaha!"

She turned tail and ran back into the house. She tried to close the door, but Shia was fast enough to get his hand in before she did. In a furious rage, he threw open the door, as she back up to the wall, chuckling all the time.

"Oh no, Veera, look! Your boyfriend has me cornered! Hehe!" She laughed. Shia was too concentrated and to enraged to notice the state the mon he'd set out to rescue was in, shivering in the corner scared. He lunged for her, only for her to grab both of his wrists.

"Uh oh!" She sing-sang. "I think he's gonna overpower me! Oh noooo!" 

Brene and Shia struggled for control, with the latter putting in way more effort than the former, The twisted left and right, the shinx trying to get free so he could stab her right here and then, but she wasn't letting go. Suddenly, she yelled. 

"Oh no I'm going dooown!" She laughed, as she tumbled onto the floor, pulling Shia along for the ride. The two of them hit the floor with a thud, with Brene on her back and Shia over her, still holding onto his knife.

"Well kid, looks like ya got me where ya want me." She smirked. "So whatcha plannin on doin with naughty little me, eh? You gonna fuck me? Kill me? Both in that order?" Her eyes narrowed as her grin widened. "... Both in reverse order?!"

She gave another chuckle as Shia grimaced at her question in disgust.

"LIke i'd want to fuck an evil, maniacle, twisted little bitch like you!" He yelled. He gripped his knife tightly in his paw, and raised it into the air, poised to deliver his finishing blow, straight through the neck of the villain below him.

However, Brene only smirked. The valves on the underside of her mushroom 'hat' opened up, and just as Shia was preparing to strike them down, a mist of spores sprayed out from out of them. 

"ACK!" Shia coughed on the spores that clouded his sight. He tried to wave it aside, but it was to no avail. He felt his eyes shutting, his consciousness fading, as the spores took hold. He fought to stay in the waking world, as hard as he could, but it was a battle doomed from the start. He'd fallen straight into the breloom's trap, and only a few seconds after the attack hit, he fell to the floor, his mind departed for the realm of sleep.

"Hmph..." Brene's smirk melted into a scowl as she pushed the sleeping Shinx off of her. "The feeling is mutual, ya little shit." She rose to her feet, grumbling at every moment. Once she was back on her feet, she looked towards her would have been killer, with a grimace. "I hate guys." She grumbled. "Had enough of them and their dicks back in The Hole." She looked over to the wall, but saw a particular item missing. She began to look around the whole room frantically ."Now where's my..."

Her eyes locked up on Veera, who was shivering in the corner. There, in both of her paws, was the mace she was looking for, the deadly, prized weapon Brene had used to rise to the top of dominance. In her fear, she had instinctively grabbed it off the wall, but now she could do little but hold it out. She didn't have the strength, nor bravery to utilize it herself. Anger crossed Brene's features as she stomped over to the frightened eevee. This caused her victim to shiver even more and curl up even harder, yet she did not drop or throw the weapon, but clung to it tighter.

"What do you think you're doing with that?!" She yelled. 

"I... I..." Veera sobbed, trying to find some desperate excuse that wouldn't get her another beating, but her mind failed her. Brene was growing angrier by the second, and all she could do is shiver.

"Give me that!" Brene yelled as her own paw wrapped around it. A single, determined tug was all that was needed to yank the weapon from her grasp. Now deprived of a weapon, the little eevee covered her face with her paws, her sobbing getting only louder and her quaking more vicious. She fully anticipated more beatings from the depraved Breloom for touching the piece of Iron she was told NEVER to touch.

However, her punishment didn't come. Brene just scowled at her.

"I'll deal with you later." She growled threateningly. "First..."

Veera, despite covering her face with her arms, watched out from in between them as Brene then turned on her heels, and walked back towards her attempted rescuer, the still sleeping Shinx, who lay there on his back, blissfully unaware of the danger looming over him. She looked back over to Veera, who shrunk back into fear.

"First, I'm gonna turn your little boyfriend into fertilizer!" She yelled with a maddened glee. She raised her mace above her head, determined to bring it smashing down upon the little shinx's body. In particular, his crotch, which was now exposed to the open air, giving her more than an ample target for her vindictive, sadistic assault. She was a mere second from bringing it down upon her target, and introducing the shinx below to a world of pain, when suddenly-

"NO, WAIT!!"

Brene stopped before she could swing, and looked to the source of the plea. Her sobbing victim had her hand held up. 

"Ugh, now what?!" Brene grumbled.

"Please, don't hurt him anymore!" She cried. "Do what you want to me, but please, just spare my friend! I beg you!" 

Brene rolled her eyes in annoyance and disgust. "I'm going to do what I want with you anyway."

The two of them stayed silent, with only Veera's choked sobs as she thought of what more to say to her, and Brene debated internally about doing this. On one hand... she was getting very annoyed with her captive. She really just wanted to bash this little shit's crotch and brains in, and if that served to traumatize her captive, all the better. It might even be fun to watch her reaction to all of this, to see her break down completely. Oh, she could just taste the misery she'd inflict on her captive, in ways that beating her or mistreating her directly would not.
On the other hand...

"Oh? You really care for this filth that much, huh?" Brene grinned with a false show of sweetness. "Well... alright. I'll spare your little boyfriend."

"He..." Veera choked a sob. "Isn't my-"

"But only because you gave me a good idea..." Her grin turned into a full, deranged smile. "Believe me, you're both going to wish I hadn't..."

***

"WAKE UP, DUMBASS!"

The shrill yell of the monster woke the Shinx up with a start. He instinctively tried to bolt to his feet, but he very quickly found that he could not. Something was keeping his legs down. He tried to move his arms to unpin himself, but he could not move himself either.
Shia tried to yell, to ask what was going on, but only a muffled, incomprehensible yell managed to get out, for he found himself gagged by something that had been stuffed inside.

He moved his head, his eyes darting around in shock and terror as he surveyed the position. He saw both of his arms, bound at the wrists on one end, and he saw the other end tied to the bed posts closest to his head. He looked down, and saw the same to his legs, both likewise bound to the bed.
He saw Veera, who was looking at him, sadly. She looked away, in shame when their eyes met. His heart sank, the weight of his failure sinking in. She'd relied on him to save her, and he'd failed her, twice now. Just like he had the night this had all started.

He was helpless, just as helpless as he was during that fateful night- no, even moreso. A desperate rage filled him as he struggled to pull on the ropes, to free himself, but it was no use. He was going nowhere, and he was at the mercy of whatever it was Brene had planned for him. 
And judging from her expression, and from veera's ashamed look, Shia knew it couldn't be anything good.

Eventually, Shia ran out of energy, and his struggles stopped.

"Done now? Good. As amusing as watching you struggle uselessly against your fate is, I have other things planned for tonight." Brene said with a hint of irritation. Shia gave an angry huff in response.

"Right. So here's the deal. The good news is that your girlfriend..." She looked over to Veera with a sneer, who shrunk away even further. Brene gave a nod of acknowledgement before turning her attention back to Shia and continuing. "...Has convinced me to spare your worthless life."

"... At least for now." She added with a mad grin, before her frown returned and she continued.

"The bad news? Well..." She once again looked to Veera, her malicious grin returning, this time in all of its full, horrible glory for both to see. "Is that you're gonna get her pregnant!"

She laughed as Shia renewed his struggles, as Veera shook in her spot. He shouted protests and refusals at her, but the only thing that came out was muffled noise.

"Aww, what's the matter? You don't want to?" Brene chuckled mockingly. "Your disgusting little dick says otherwise."

Shia looked down, and saw his dick sticking up, full mast, as if ready to obey the order that Brene had just given. His eyes went wide with horror, and his shouts and struggles continued with a renewed vigor as Brene laughed. The shinx, in his frantic struggles and confusion, missed the sound of a glass being kicked under the bed by the mad breloom's foot. A freshly emptied bottle that moments ago had been poured down the unconscious shinx's gullet, the effects now clear as day for all to see. Veera knew the truth of course, but to Shia, this was his own body betraying him, and worse, his best friend.

"Though it's not like either of you get a choice, now do you?" She questioned sarcastically, letting out a high pitched laugh at her own question. It subsided quickly though.

"Now..." Her attention turned to Veera. "Stop sitting there and start riding-"

"N-No."

Brene's eyes narrowed threateningly. "What?" She growled threateningly.

"P...Please..." Veera pleased. "I don't... Not..."

Veeras pleas did nothing but anger the Breloom, who rose from her chair, and before she could plead any further, roughly grabbed her by the scuff. She lifted the now terrified eevee up and held her close to her face. The eevee girl choked from tears and fur as her abuser spoke.

"Listen here you little slut," she growled menacingly, "I spared your boyfriend-"

"He.." She sobbed in protest. "He isn't my boyfriend-"

"QUIET!" Brene screamed directly into her face. Shia watched as the beast raised her hand, her palm open and as far back as she could manage. And then a loud audible slap filled the room as she brought her appendage blazing across her victim's face. A loud yell escaped the tortured Veera's mouth as her cheek exploded in pain from the Breloom's strike, followed by the sobs as the stinging pain throbbed and pulsed. Shia's vain struggles resumed, as he attempted to free himself in some effort to help his friend escape this abuse. To put an end to this monster before he could hurt her more. Something. But alas, he could do nothing but uselessly wiggle and pull at his binds.

"Now unless you get on that fucking cock and start riding it like the little whore you are, I am going to go back on my promise, and make you watch as I turn his cock into plant fertilizer!! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?" The enraged berserker yelled at her prey. Said prey nodded fearfully and tearfully.

"Good." Brene tossed the abused eevee onto the bed, directly onto a tied up shinx. With a rough thud, their bodies met, their chest fur pressed against each other, and their faces met. And for the first time since this all began, they saw into each other's eyes. They looked into them, deeply, and although no words were spoken, it was clear just from their eyes what they wanted to say to each other. Two simple words, though for vastly different reasons. Those words being 'I'm sorry.' 
Veera was sorry for dragging Shia into this mess, as in her mind, it was all her fault he was here like this. If she'd only had the courage to act when they were doing something, to say something to warn him about Brene's attack. If only...
For Shia, he was sorry for failing her. For not stabbing the foul witch that brought the two of them into this position when he had the chance. For the pain and suffering he was about to bring on her. He was sorry for his body being turned on by this of its own accord. Even has her chest pressed against his, his traitorous tool stood full mast, ready to do its work and play its part in Brene's evil schemes. 
Neither knew the details of each other's guilt. Only their regret, and what was to come.

"Well hurry the hell up, Veera!" Brene's shrill bark interrupted their gaze. Both of the captives turned their attention to her.  "I'm getting bored over here." Her eyes narrowed ever more threateningly as she growled. "You will not like me when I'm bored."

They took one more look at each other, with Veera choking back a sob. She knew she couldn't delay this any further, as much as she tried. One way or another, Brene would get her way. She knew that all too well by now.

With a sorrowful sigh, she positioned herself. They both knew that Veera could delay this no further. She was just about to position her opening over his raging hard rod, when the beast spoke up once more.

"The other way." Brene ordered to Veera. Veera paused immediately as she said this. "I want to see your face as you slide down that thing."
Brene gave a quick look to the boy behind her, and snarled. "Yours I don't give a shit about." She told him dismissively.

Veera, not wanting any more abuse from Brene, nor wanting to risk upsetting her, carefully turned herself around. She faced the beast, who was still standing at the foot end of the bed, the chair right behind her. She looked at her victim impatiently as she positioned herself. Veera reluctantly took her friend's cock into her hands, and with a sorrowful sob, aligned it with her pussy. 

Shia had not been awake to see it, but before he awoke, Brene had... 'prepared' her in her usual fashion. So she wouldn't be going down on him unlubbed. A small comfort for the both of them, but nearly enough to make right the violation that was about to happen. 

The eevee shuttered a little as she felt the tip of the shinx's dick touch her pussy. It wouldn't be the first time she'd taken something up there. She'd had...'practice' before he'd arrived after all. But it would be the first time she took a real one. Let alone one so unwilling such as this. Not that she was any more willing in any of this.

Slowly, she began to descend on the cock. She let out a gasp as it entered her. This was a new feeling from the hard, cold objects Brene had made her ride for all these days she'd been here. It felt... odd, and while certainly smaller, she couldn't get used to it. She had to take her time, sliding down this, trying to make this feel at least bearable for the both of them-

"Slam down on it!" Her malefactor ordered loudly.

So much for that idea. Gentle and at lease physically pleasureful for either of them was not in the cards. It was clear Brene intended to punish both of them, so perhaps Veera should have seen this coming. Still, she had hoped...

There was no time to think of it now. Brene's patience was already thin, and Veera feared what would happened if she didn't comply. She took a long breath, and closed her eyes. She lifted herself up, slightly, the tip of the cock barely touching her pussy, before she, as per her captor's orders, slammed down upon her unwilling friend.

Both captives shouted at the sudden sensation of squeezing and being squeezed both, of their sexes rubbing against each other suddenly, at the overwhelming sensation of both pain and unwanted pleasure. Veera's hips slammed down and met Shia's, the loud slap filling the room along with their cries. Shia's shout was muffled of course, but Veera's was not, it was a loud, sudden gasp, mixed with a sob. Tears flowed down both of their faces as Veera sat there, getting used to the feeling of her once friend now fellow victim's cock inside her.

But the two were not the only ones to shout. Their captor also shouted as she slid her paw into her sopping pussy at the same time Veera fell upon her would-have-been savior. Unlike theirs, Brene's was one of pure ecstatic pleasure, getting off as much on the pain of the pair as she did from her own hand. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" She shouted loudly. "That's more like it!"

Brene, content now that things were finally going the way she wanted, withdrew her paw, and sat down in the chair. To her disappointment, Veera had not moved since her initial descent. She was still breathing heavily, panting, getting used to the cock inside of her.
Brene would not have it. She'd seen her little slutvee fool around long enough. Now was the time for her to get on with it.
"Now ride that bitch boy's cock, ya little slut!" She ordered.

Veera, tearfully and slowly arose without any further prompting. She knew enough by now that any further delay would simply result in further reprisals. Something she feared for both her and her friend. As she rose, the cock slowly left her insides, rubbing itself against her wet walls and further drenching the shinx's unwitting tool, furthering the sensations both of them felt. Once she was lifted up enough,  with practiced precision, Veera slammed down upon her friend yet again, another grunt escaping both of them as she once again slowly rose, and fell with another tear and sob choked grunt.

She had ridden dildos in front of Brene enough by now to know what she expected, so she picked up her pace, despite the pain. Pain, that much to her, and unknown to her, his chagrin, was quickly turning into pleasure. Shia felt an indescribable shame as the pleasure built. It sickened him that his body could receive pleasure from any of this. That he was being made to rape his friend, and that he was enjoying it. Veera felt similarly, but nonetheless she carried on, putting on the shameful show that her master demanded. 

Said master had slouched comfortably in her chair, her own legs spread wide open. Her right paw was busy working her raging hard clit, her digits rubbing it in a circle, while her left hand was buried in her sopping wet cunt. Unlike the pair in front of her, she felt no shame in any of this. If anything, their shame and agony at their 'betrayal' of one another only served to make her own pleasure all the sweeter. A fact she was not afraid in the slightest to vocalize.

"Oh Draught this is hot!" She yelled happily, her paws working her body as her eyes remained glued to the show in front of her. She watched her little slave rise and fall upon the cock she'd only minutes ago tried to protest against riding. And now, she was riding it as if her life depended on it. 

"You love this, ya little slut, don't cha?" She taunted. Her own paws worked her paws harder as her slave rode the bitch boy in front of her even harder and faster.

Veera shook her head. She wasn't enjoying this at all. At least, her mind wasn't. She tried hard to block out the feelings her body was giving her, but all of this was wrong. This was rape! She was raping her friend! She couldn't enjoy it! She shook her head with denial, sobs mixing in with her moans and grunts.

"Don't lie to me you little whore!" Brene shouted in half anger, but mostly pleasure. "You fucking want this! Ahh! I can see how wet you've gotten! Nnngh!" She yelled amongst her own pleasurable moans and pants, her fingers working her clit and pussy all the harder.

In truth, Veera was only going faster as a way to get this over with. She knew if she fucked her friend hard, then maybe, maybe she'd cum quickly. That seemed to satisfy Brene. Usually. She just hoped, that Shia would forgive her for all of this. For doing this for him.

Shia meanwhile felt guilt of his own. Unbeknownst to her, he did not blame her for raping him. From his point of view. How could he? From his point of view, HE was the one raping HER! A feeling of shame and resentment that grew with each hard slam down upon him, as the unwanted pleasure mounted more and more. Try as he might to hold it back, he knew there was nothing he could do to prevent what was coming. He felt his climax build up, and he knew what was going to happen.

Brene watched as Veera leaned down, using her arms to grab shia's ankles to get a better grip as she slammed herself harder. The slaps, sobs, grunts, and moans filled the room. All of it music to her ears. The former two more than the latter, but it still added to the delicious soup that was the scene in front of her. The breloom knew now that it would be only a matter of time before they popped. One of them was going to cum. She was going to get her way in this. She always did of course. But she wondered who could cum first, her little slut, or the bitch boy? Or perhaps, perhaps it would be both at once? She had her money on the bitch boy though. Males always came fast.

Speaking of, a wicked thought crossed her mind.  One that left her lips aloud. 

"Maybe I should try Spikey out on him later." She contemplated to herself. After all, she had a viable test subject to herself. She'd never tried it on Veera. She liked having her little toy not being a bleeding mess a little too much. But the boy? That was another story.
Yes, she'd let Veera believe she was being nice to her by sparing her friend. Boyfriend? It didn't matter to her either way. And then, suddenly, she'd whip it out and force the little shit boy to take it up the ass. 
Ohh, she could almost TASTE the torment she'd inflict upon him with that thing.

Shia felt the end coming. He tried to give Veera at least some warning, but all he could manage was a particularly loud muffled yell. Veera apparently didn't pick it up, or perhaps she knew all too well that there was nothing she could do even if she did know. Or perhaps, just perhaps, she was too focused on her own orgasm which was quickly approaching with each hard slam down.

Veera's slaps and slams quickened, as her climax approached, she hoped to end this quicker than her friend, to spare him the shame of cumming inside of her. But deep down, she knew that wouldn't work. Brene seemed insistent on him cumming in her. But she had to try. 
"AAAHHHH!!" 
With one, last determined slam, Veera slammed down on her victim, her body shuddering as the now familiar feeling of an unwanted orgasm washed over her, her body spasming with shameful pleasure as her orgasm, one that was far stronger than any of the times she'd ridden dildos for her enslaver's entertainment, washed over her. However, to her horror, she quickly became aware of another feeling. Of the throbbing deep inside of her, of the warmth filling her up.

Shia yelled into his muffle as he felt himself lose the battle he'd been fighting in holding his orgasm back, his hips bucking up involuntarily as he felt himself shoot his load deep inside of Veera's throbbing cavern. Try as he might to hold it back, he knew this was impossible. So much of it came out as his body shuddered. 

Veera fell forward from exhaustion. It wasn't the first time she'd done this, but this time, had taken more out of her than anything else. In doing so, the cock slipped out of her pussy, its cum-covered wetness now visible for all to see. Especially shia, who looked away in shame at what he had done. He'd caught a glimpse of his friend's cum filled pussy. His failure to hold himself back right in front of him. He could only pray that he hadn't gotten her pregnant.
Though, if recent events were anything to go by, he and the so-called 'gods' were not exactly on good terms. 

Brene looked on with a mix of pride and disappointment as she saw the both of them cum. Pride that she'd gotten her way, and that the little bitch boy had almost certainly knocked the little vee up, just like she intended. If he didn't, well, they had all the time in the world now. 
However, she was disappointed that they'd both come too soon. It was her own fault of course, she hadn't ordered them to slow down or wait for her to cum, but she was soooo close! And now, she just needed that little bit of extra entertainment and she'd burst as well.

She had an idea. Oh yes, if Veera thought she was done yet, she had another thing coming. During their time together, there was one place she hadn't gone with her. One hole still virgin for the taking. 
And the fact that the stuff she's slipped the Shinx kid in his sleep was still working to keep him as hard as he was before they started meant that now was the perfect time to do it.

"Good. Very good!" She laughed. She slowed her own pleasuring as she continued. "Now take him up your-"

A noise at the door interrupted her orders. Everyone turned their attention towards the noise. Veera froze in place, scared and unsure of what to do next. Shia looked over to the door, partially out of curiosity, partially as an excuse to focus on something other than his failure and shame.

"Let's nevermind that." Brene said dismissively as she looked back to her toys. "As I was saying... Next, you're going to fill your other-"

"BRENE!!" A loud, voice unfamiliar to all but one of the three boomed out from the other side of the door, followed by a series of loud knocks. "I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE! COME ON OUT! DON'T YOU BE HIDING IN THERE!" More loud knockings came from the other side, causing the already traumatized eevee to shake with fear.

"Oh Balance Breaks!" Brene yelled with irritation as she got up, growling with anger at her orgasm being denied. Her wetness dribbled down her legs and left small puddles on the dusty wooden floor as she sauntered across the room. She went to the wall, and took the mace off of it. 
Veera could only guess that whoever was on the other side, knew her. And he didn't sound friendly in the slightest. Brene looked to her with a look of pure annoyance.

"Keep going, you two." She ordered. "I better see both of your holes leaking with cum by the time I get this shit outside sorted out. If I come back in and there ain't a spot of gunk in your butt, Spikey's coming out to play."

Veera watched as the Breloom made her way to the door, opened it, and slammed it shut behind her. She could hear talking outside, but couldn't make any of it out.