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An Overpowering Ring

Part 3

For Sinister

By Draconicon

On her back, her pants stripped off, and her legs in the air. Not the sort of position that Andrea had imagined for herself when she woke up this morning, and for once, she was rather thankful for the ring's wish that had kept her cock from throbbing or hardening in the slightest. She was already humiliated enough just being in this position, and the idea of having anyone see that she might be enjoying it was intolerable. Completely, utterly intolerable.

And arousing, humiliatingly enough.

Her limp dick lay against her balls, drooling down between her legs, the heated juices running all the way down to her pucker and sliming it up. The fact that Tesla was rubbing a nightstick of a dildo against her asshole didn't help, either, particularly as she shivered and felt it pressing against her hole. Despite the fact that it was covered in spit, she knew that this was going to be hard to take, and worst of all...

Well, she could see herself in the mirror across the room. Her hole was already a little 'damaged' from what had happened to it before, all loose-looking and used. There was none of that tight little innocent pucker that she'd had before. It looked used, and that was humiliating.

Tesla, on the other hand, was grinning as much as one could imagine at the purple feline, rubbing her dildo stick up and down along the feline's ass crack.

"Look at that. You're already learning to love it, aren't you?"

"Mmmph..."

She kept her mouth closed, not wanting to give Tesla any more ideas. The Dalmatian had already corrupted her head, forced her mind to be changed, her body to be controlled by the ring. She didn't want to add to a cock addiction any further, or a cum addiction, or the fact that she was completely flaccid without that cock in her throat or elsewhere in her body. She didn't want to go further down that road if she could avoid it.

The pressure of the dildo on her hole only grew stronger as Tesla leaned in, pushing until she could feel the sheer size of it about to push her asshole inwards. She gritted her teeth, trying and failing to squirm backwards. The Dalmatian had too strong a grip on her, keeping her from shifting or sliding around on the sheets. The only way that things could have been worse would have been for her to be in bondage, and thank fuck that Tesla hadn't gone down that road just yet. They didn't need to go that far, not with the ring already twisting things.

A little more pressure, a little more pushing. She could feel the sheer thickness about to break down the doors, so to speak, and she shivered as she looked from the mirror to the Dalmatian down between her legs.

Tesla's lips were parted, her tongue sticking out as she gripped the base of the dildo with such intensity and care that she almost looked childish. Cute, even, what with the way that she was doing the hyper-focusing, like some kid trying to take aim with a slingshot.

It was so cute that she actually smiled...but only for a second.

POP!

Finally, the dildo just slid in. The sheer thickness of it brought a heat of its own, and Andrea arched her back. The purple feline's tail flicked back and forth, whipping about as she clenched down out of instinct, and that only made the dildo feel even bigger inside of her. She hissed, huffing and puffing as it started sliding in, the wet slime of spit and more along the dildo making it loud as it worked its way into her.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Don't be such a baby. It'll be fine."

"Just...big..."

"You can take it. You'll need to, to take me."

"Mmmph..."

"Come on. Remember last night. You love having toys inside you, remember?"

Zmmmmmmmm.

"FFFFFFUCK!"

And just like that, the pleasure came back. She had been trying to keep it at bay, but as soon as the ring was reminded, she was hornier than ever. Her asshole clamped down, hard, and she could feel the toy inside of her. Every inch, every vein, every little feature that it had that was grinding into her and rubbing over her prostate.

Holy...holy...

She had felt it before, felt just how 'good' having something in her ass could be, but this was something on a completely different level. Every time that Tesla moved it, Andrea could feel it grinding into her prostate, could feel the pleasurable burn of her hole being pushed open, could feel everything that was gradually shaping her insides into something else. She curled her toes into the sheets, pinched them between her fingers, and kept arching her back against it.

"Nnnngh...mmmph..."

"Oh, that's hot. That's really, really hot..."

As the dildo stick kept pumping in and out of her hole, she could hear Tesla doing...something. It sounded like the other woman was starting to jerk off to the show. Definitely felt like the toy was going a bit slower, a bit less steady.

It was still more than enough to knock her socks off, though. She arched her back again and again, huffing under her breath as she felt it sliding into her depths. The wetness of Tesla's spit was barely enough to allow the thing to go into her mostly-untrained hole, but it was enough to keep her from feeling pain.

Mostly.

Enough.

But even that discomfort, that feeling of being trained by something that she wasn't ready to take, was something that turned her on that little bit more. She was taking it deep, feeling it forcing her inner walls apart, making her feel like some sort of gaping slut on the end of a gangbang train. She had never wanted that, never would, but...

But...

Nnngh...mmmph...

She was keeping her moans in her own head for now, even though she was a panting wreck on the outside. She could feel her cock throbbing, occasionally twitching, but even now, it refused to get hard from the prostate pounding that she was getting. It just flopped left and right, occasionally jerking up for a moment before flopping again.

"Ah...ah..."

"Oh fuck...fucking hell..."

"Mmmph...so..."

"Your ass is getting so loose, so...so sexy..."

"It's your...your fault!"

"Yeah, and I love it."

The toy suddenly came loose, and Andrea gasped at the popping feeling of it sliding out of her hole, leaving her gaping but without the satisfying feeling that came with it. Her asshole felt like it wasn't quite able to close, her eyes rolling back in her sockets. She panted for breath, trying to take advantage of the moment of 'mercy' before Tesla could take her -

Too late.

Suddenly, she had a pair of hands on her ass cheeks, pulling them further apart, and she could feel a hot breath against her hole. It was the only warning she got before a broad dog tongue rammed in.

"NNNGH!"

Andrea covered her mouth, hating how much she was loving this, how out of control everything was. If she could just have a second to catch her breath, to collect her thoughts, maybe she'd have the chance to get herself into a better state. Maybe she'd be able to figure out how she was going to get out of this. But intentional or not, Tesla was giving her no chance to react, no chance to do anything but take it.

Her breath came in harsh pants and huffs, and her eyes were already rolling back in her sockets as she felt that tongue diving into her ass. The rimming, the tongue-fucking, was almost as good as the feeling of that dildo.

No. It was better.

The urge to reach down and spread her own ass cheeks for the tongue-fucking was rising, too, something that she hadn't expected in the slightest. She could feel the urge to just lift her legs on her own, to keep her legs spread, to show off her asshole to the Dalmatian until she got fucked.

Oh fuck you, Aludiana. FUCK YOU!

The pleasure continued to rise, though her cock did nothing but flop and leak, leak and flop. The wet, slimy tongue running up and down her ass crack, the heated warmth that came when it shoved itself inside of her, the way that it was making her feel all messy and slimy inside and out...it made her feel like a slut. And she wasn't sure that she liked that.

Every time that she tried to seize control, Tesla found a way to shove her back down. Every time that she tried to shift position, the big girl found a way to twist her tongue, hitting her prostate, and Andrea collapsed from the raw pleasure of it all. There was no fighting back, not from this angle, not against someone that was more driven than she was and who had a hell of a lot better leverage and body strength.

She was a sex doll until Tesla snapped out of this, and there was nothing that she could do about it.

Bent back by the Dalmatian, she could feel her pleasure running wild, her ass clenching down every time that she felt that slippery tongue going into her depths. She tried to resist the worst of it, tried to think of something else, but there was no thinking of anything else while she was getting rimmed. There was only that tongue, and every good thing that it was making her feel.

In, out, in, out, wet and messy and sloppy with spit. It soaked her, drenched her, made her asshole feel like something made for fucking. She was drooling on the pillows and she couldn't stop herself.

And yet, for all the pleasure that she felt, she knew that she was nowhere near a proper orgasm.

Andrea groaned again and again, trying to find the willpower to reach down to her dick, or to reach around to her ass. She tried to find the concentration to reach up to her breasts, to grope them and tease them, maybe pull on her nipples here and there. She didn't know what she'd do, but she knew that she needed some little bit more, that little bit to get off and to get herself over that hill to climax.

Yet, for all that she was frustrated beyond belief, for all that she wanted to cum, she couldn't stop thinking about how fucking good that tongue felt inside of her ass, and how much she wanted to feel more than that. She kept humping her hips back against it when she had the slightest freedom, burying Tesla's tongue all the deeper inside of her hole.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

She couldn't stop moaning, either, her tongue hanging out, her body going crazy with all the pleasure. Something had gone wrong. Something had gone so very wrong as she could no longer focus, no longer keep her head on anything but that tongue.

Slut. Slut. She felt like a slut, and she felt like she needed more than that. Her cheeks burned at the change, at the way that she had gone from being the one in charge to being the one just taking it.

And from such a dumb dog, too!

Finally, Tesla came up for air, gasping for breath, grinning from ear to ear. The Dalmatian stood up, moved off to the side -

And the view that Andrea had between her legs in the mirror was beyond embarrassing.

Her asshole was clenching constantly, pulling in and then pushing out, and when it did, there were little bubbles of dog drool coming free. She could see just how loose the toy and the tongue had worked her, and she could feel the little bit of air that was caressing the inside of her asshole as it gaped for the mirror.

Fuck...fuck...

She tried to clench down, but all that did was make her ooze more spit, making it look like a bubbly, clear creampie oozing out of her ass as she did. She groaned and curled her toes, but even that naughty sort of 'leaking' felt rather good, rather hot, rather naughty.

Aludiana, I hate you...I hate you so much...

"Isn't that hot? God, I love seeing you like this. You're so much sexier this way. A naughty little kitty, just needing a bone."

She waited for the zmmmm sound, but it didn't come. Maybe the ring had reached its limits...Or maybe she was already at that point.

Either way, she blushed, her cock hanging down limp over her balls, still drooling like a disobedient faucet. She stared at the way that her hole had been warped, transformed by the toy and the tongue, and...

And she couldn't shake the feeling of wanting more.

Mmmph...

Tesla was clapping her hands already, and only clapped louder as Andrea reached down and spread her cheeks further, exposing her hole. The feline shivered in aroused embarrassment, feeling her ass cheeks and the weight down there, the natural padding that she had never quite admitted to and had tried to keep down. She could feel the cool air against her hole, felt it sliding in like an invisible finger, and she gritted her teeth as it gave her prostate even more hunger that would need fulfilling.

"Oh, Andrea, I love you like this."

Zmmmmmm.

Andrea arched her back at the sudden heat that came from the ring, and from her ass. The feeling of being on her back, of being used as a slut, of being a dog's bitch and getting humiliated. All of those things went from being things that she didn't want to things that made her useless cock drip all over her balls and her bed. Her cheeks burned hotter than ever, and her eyes rolled back in her head as she started to hump the air.

"Oh, and you're in heat, too."

"Nnngh..."

"Don't worry, Tesla will take care of her kitten."

She still sounded so innocent. It wasn't even the naughty sort of dirty talk, or the cocky sort of smirk that she was used to hearing in the voices of a dom in a porno. It was just this happy, innocent voice that didn't know any better, that wanted people to be happy and was so bubbly and -

Fucking annoying, really, but she was forced to like it.

Tesla hopped back on the bed, and before Andrea knew what was going on, she had a pair of big, musky Dalmatian balls in her face. She gasped as she felt them press down just over her muzzle, right over her nose, and the first breath -

"Mmmph!"

She gasped through it, huffing out through her nose as the hot, sweaty smell started blowing down her nasal passages and right into her brain. Hot, wet, thick, and so much more than she was used to, it almost blew out her ability to think right then and there.

"Yeah, that's it! Just enjoy it," Tesla said, grinding back and forth as she leaned forward, hefty breasts pressing against the cat's belly. "You love my musk, you already proved that."

And she did, and that was the problem. It was so heavy, so thick, so powerful, that there was no getting around it as she tried to tilt her head this way and that. She groaned as the scent pushed down on her brain, making it harder to think, harder to do anything but breathe and lay there under the bigger woman.

And then, Tesla slid forward.

Her nose went from testicles to cheeks, and her eyes went wide as she realized that Tesla was actually sitting on her. Not just grinding her balls against her face, but actually sitting on her. Sweaty ass cheeks parted, and her nose was shoved in deep, right past the cheeks and right up against the pucker.

"Mmmmph!"

"Oh, that's it. That's it. Right there!"

"Mmmph!"

Her protests fell on deaf ears, and the Dalmatian started rocking back and forth, grinding her ass right over the feline's face. She was forced to taste and smell that thick, rutting, bitter, salty thing that was the Dalmatian's ass and asshole, and she was forced to stay right there and be the doormat, the tongue-bath, the...

The slut that the other woman wanted.

She blushed, feeling the heat rising between her legs again, almost like she had gotten a heat cycle in her ass for the pleasure of the other woman. She groaned every time that she felt her hole clench as Tesla pushed back against her face, forced to go deeper, to take that smell so far into her mind that she would never be able to forget it.

"Go on. Lick it."

"Mmmph!"

"Come on, please?"

"Mmm-mmmph!"

"But...but you feel so good..."

"Mmm-mm!"

"Just lick it a bit? I've always fantasized about having a butt-slut under my ass..."

Zmmmmmm.

She was running out of ways to curse the daemonette, but she made a personal note of it to start coming up with new curse words to fling at that woman. The fact that she was being customized into Tesla's personal toy was not what she had wanted to do with the ring, and Aludiana damn well knew it.

But it was too late. She was already sinking down, already being changed, already feeling the thick, heavy smell of that musky ass changing from something that was almost offensive to something that she needed, that she loved. She moaned, humping the air again as she started to stick out her tongue. Before she realized it, she took her first lick of that pucker.

It wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be. Still musky, still sweaty, still a mess of a thing, but nothing filthy back there. And the taste, while slightly bitter, was mostly flesh and sweat. There was nothing to be worried about in that particular area, but it still left her blushing up a storm.

That, of course, only led to her being hornier, and that, in turn, led to her being a royal mess in her own head.

She was a puddle of lust, getting worse as she was dragged beneath that hole, pulled against that spot so that her nose rested just above that pucker, and then against it, and then just above it as Tesla kept shifting how she sat. Sometimes, she allowed the feline to get her tongue in there easily, and other times, she was more focused on getting her nose deep under there, getting her to take in the musk and realize her place.

Andrea was drowning in sweat, in submission, in the utter humiliation of being under a dog, and she was hornier than she had ever been in her entire life. Her mind was swallowed up in dog-musk, in ass-sweat, in all the juices of a woman that had been completely pent-up for too long. She could feel pre-cum raining down on her chest, marking her from head to toe with the lustful juices of the other woman, and...

And...

And...she wanted more.

She stuck her tongue out, submitting to the lusts that had seized hold of her and shoved her tongue deep inside of that pucker. Tesla moaned over her head, and the big dog started grinding back, riding the cat's tongue with moan after moan. The shower of pre-cum continued, spreading along her chest, getting thicker and heavier with each passing second. She dragged her tongue along the rim and then stabbed it in again, the short thing struggling to find Tesla's prostate until -

"Ah! Right there! Right there!"

The Dalmatian pushed back hard, grinding back and forth along the feline's tongue, and in her dumbed-down, needy state, the feline stuck her tongue in deeper, wiggling it right on that one spot. The other woman gasped and moaned, clenching down hard, trapping Andrea's tongue where it was. No getting away, no pulling it free.

"Ah...ah...AH!"

And just like that, Tesla was cumming, squirting her load out over the floor, over the bed, over Andrea's legs. She could feel every single hot spurt of cum over her, feel the thickness of it, the heat, the warmth. The hunger for it already had her wishing that she could pull her tongue free, the forced fetish for rimming warring with the forced cum addiction that she had been forced to take on.

The pressure on her face allowed the rimming to win out, for now, but only for now. The moment that Tesla moved, she knew what she was going to need, what she'd need to get for herself.

The Dalmatian kept pressing down for nearly a minute, though, and Andrea was genuinely thinking that she was going to be smothered if she didn't get some air soon. It was only when her vision started to black out that she finally had the chance to breathe, and even then, it was filled with the thick scent of Dalmatian ass.

The sweaty hole pulled away from her face, and she got some slightly cleaner air. Andrea was allowed to sit up, and she looked down at her body.

Her purple fur was matted down along her legs, belly, and chest, each part soaked in a different way. Her chest was soaked with clear pre-cum, matted down and a bit stiff. Her stomach had a bit of pre-cum lines, but there were thicker white lines, as well, where the cum had landed and hadn't yet started to split and turn to slicker slime.

And further down along her legs was the real stuff, the prime stuff. Without even thinking about it, Andrea lifted her leg, starting to drag her tongue along her calf like one of her feral ancestors. She did it without even thinking about it, too.

"Mmmph...mmm..."

Licking up the Dalmatian's cum, feeding on it, pushing it down her throat gave her some sense of satisfaction that she hadn't known she was missing. She moaned as she swallowed it, adding it to the mess in her gut.

She was halfway through cleaning her leg when Tesla grabbed her by the shoulders. She yelped as she was spun around, only to have the Dalmatian lock lips with her.

"Mmm..."

"Mmm..."

Two soft moans followed by a deep kiss. They were together, holding one another, and then Tesla's tongue was inside her mouth. Andrea didn't know how to deal with that, didn't know how to function with someone licking her tongue, her cheeks, her teeth. The long thing went almost all the way to the back of her throat, on the verge of throat-fucking her, before it finally pulled back. She coughed as they broke the kiss.

"Sorry, but that looked so hot," Tesla panted. "I just...I needed that."

"You could have licked me, instead."

"You were gonna fight me for that, though. You're a cum addict."

"..."

She groaned, realizing that Tesla wasn't even entirely wrong. If she had tried to take some of that seed without asking, Andrea had a horrible feeling that she would have lashed out without even thinking about it. She would have slapped the other woman down, and then kept licking her legs.

This thing has to stop. And soon.

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell Tesla about the ring...but the words wouldn't come. All that happened was a long, open-mouthed stare as her jaw and tongue and even her vocal cords seemed to suffer from paralysis, refusing to move. She looked down at the ring, and then cursed under her breath.

Goddammit, Aludiana!

Not only was she completely at the whims of an innocent yet highly perverted Dalmatian, she couldn't even tell Tesla what was going on, or why things had changed so much. The other woman was forced to basically believe that this was just what Andrea wanted, or worse, that she would go along with literally anything that the Dalmatian said. There was no way to correct this without Tesla picking up on it on her own, and fuck knows if that could ever happen with her tiny little brain.

Andrea groaned, closing her mouth and covering her face. Tesla nuzzled her gently.

"I know what you need."

"You really don't."

"You need to get fucked, don't you?"

"I -"

"I would love it so much if you did...please? It'd be so sexy to see you begging for my dick."

Zmmmmmmmmmmm.

And just like that, the only thing that she could think to do was to roll over and expose her wet, slimy, puffy, and loosened hole to the Dalmatian. She fought it, and managed for a total of three seconds to keep from doing what she'd been asked to do.

Then the tingles and power of the ring got too strong for her to resist, and she had no choice. She rolled over, blushing worse than ever, the commands to be aroused from humiliation, the commands to want this, the commands to have fetishes for that piling up until the need to cum was all that she could think about. She reached back and spread her ass cheeks, showing off her pucker to the Dalmatian.

"Please...I need your cock, so badly..."

The words were coming without her knowing where they were coming from. She didn't know why she was saying this, didn't know what was happening to make her want it, didn't know how the ring could force her to do any of this, but...well, it was happening now, and there was no going back.

"Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me right into the bed so that I can't think of anything but your dick."

"You want to be my dumb slut?"

"Please..."

She didn't want to hear the ring sound again. She didn't want to go that far. She didn't want to lose it...

And she didn't.

Instead, she felt the Dalmatian climb up behind her, holding onto her hips. A throbbing cock that shouldn't still be hard but nonetheless was pressed between her ass cheeks, grinding up towards her hole and dripping away. The strong scent of the Dalmatian continued to linger, the musk filling the room, drowning out any scent that Andrea might have had of her own and making her feel that much less.

That much further down.

That much more submissive to the other woman.

She felt the heat of the thick cock pressing against her hole. Loosened, licked, prepared, she was able to take it without any pain, though the friction remained. She gasped, hissing in bizarre pleasure as the thick tip went deeper and deeper, until she could feel the other woman pressed hip to hip with her, ass cheeks quivering at the feeling of something so forbidden inside of her. This wasn't how their relationship was supposed to go, but here they were, fucking, rutting, with her on the bottom.

This...isn't...

She couldn't even complete the thought before Tesla slammed in, scattering Andrea's ability to think to the four winds, and finally, finally, making her cock hard again.

Aludiana watched the show through her magics, smiling to herself as one of her many toys brought her a bag of popcorn and another one slurped at her balls. They were quiet, as they were trained to be, and the daemonette ignored them almost completely, focusing instead on the pleasure of what they were doing.

"Ah, Andrea...you really should read the fine print."

Not that there was much fine print to read, nor was it in English. It was all on the inside of the band of the ring, and it was written in the script of her people, rather than in any mortal sort of print. She imagined that Andrea would call that unfair, but she had been dealing with a daemonette. She should know that the games wouldn't be played under the more standard rules.

She sighed as her cock was swallowed to the halfway point, the studs along the underside tickling the tongue of her toy before he started pulling back. A good little kitty, well-trained to love dick, well-accustomed to her scent, but he was still drooling through his chastity cage onto the floor. She'd need to do something about that, but later.

She popped another piece of popcorn into her mouth as she watched the show, cocking her head to the side as Andrea took it like a champ. The feline had no business being on the bottom, really, but it had been too good an opportunity for a reversal for the cocky feline woman. It might turn in time, but for now...

Well, that was a purple butt that needed dick.

Chuckling, she turned to another slave, one that stood at her side. He looked down at her with a blush.

"Yes, Mistress Aludiana?"

"Go write a message for me. An email or something," she said. "Send it to Andrea. Tell her that the ring will come off in a week, and we can talk about whether she needs anything fixed then."

"Yes, Mistress."

"And when you're done, come back here and get under me. I believe that I need a little bit of attention between my cheeks."

"Y-yes, Mistress."

She smiled. She knew that slight note of fear. He was afraid that he would end up being zonked out completely by her musk, becoming a little lust zombie for the rest of the day if he ended up down there.

He was right, of course, but that didn't mean it was any less amusing.

As the two lovers continued humping each other, Aludiana could just make out the glow of the ring that she'd given to the feline. It was clearly having a very strong effect on her now, considering that she was hard as a rock as she was getting humped from behind, dribbling pre-cum all over the sheets. She wondered if Andrea would have the willpower to last to the end of the week against the ring.

She wondered if the feline even wanted to.

Her toys continued to service her, and she continued to nibble on her popcorn, a hedonist to the core to the point where she barely felt her orgasms as they happened. She just enjoyed the indulgence that they represented.

The End

Summary: Andrea and Tesla continue the 'fun' that they've been having, with Andrea getting changed more and more as the story goes on...

Tags: S/S, shemale, intersex, feline, canine, Dalmatian, voyeurism, anal, training, anal training, orgasm, cum, facesitting, rimming, face sitting, musk, tongue play, spit, French kissing, humiliation, impotent, mind control, corruption, body control,