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DIGIMON: DEFENDERS Chapter 2: Gazimon and the Rescue

Gazimon peered around the corner, taking a deep breath. No one was there, thankfully, and the cat-rabbit dashed down the hallway, his feet padding against the marble floors. He knew that if he were caught that he would face deletion or (knowing Succubimon) much worse. However, he just HAD to see the girl again. He was driven to see her again, after the all-too-short glimpse of her in the main hallway. His feet pounded the ground as he skidded around another corner, making his way to a particular wooden door. The door was identical to the hundreds he had passed, only a unique number plate separating it from the others.

Gazi looked at the lock on the door, a sophisticated electronic lock requiring either a signal from one of Succubimon's Black Collars or a specific password to unlock. He sighed heavily, knowing he didn't have the password. The cabbit took a very deep breath to steel his nerves, before he took action.

"THUNDER CLAW!" he growled. His long claws sparked with electricity as he invoked his attack. As gently as he could, he pressed a fingertip to the lock, wincing as he delivered thousands of volts into the electronics. He expected an alarm to go off at any second, but the only sound was a quiet click as the tumblers turned, the lock opening. Sighing in relief, Gazi examined the lock for any damage. Thankfully, there was none that he could see.

Nodding to himself, Gazimon took another deep breath. What he was about to do was much less risky than shorting out the lock, but required much more nerve and courage. It took the cat-rabbit a minute to work himself up, but then he turned the knob and opened the door, stepping inside.

The room was little more than a cell, a small cot in one corner, a sink, and a toilet. Gazimon grumbled a little in irritation, as he realized it was larger than the cell where he lived. He looked down to see the floor of the cell was coated with thick, white liquid, much of it flowing into a drain in the center of the room. He shook his head and looked up with a gasp. There, sitting on the cot, was the girl.

The feline had a dull and blank stare, her eyes glowing red as the collar latched around her neck sapped her willpower, leaving her in an impenetrable trance. Her pristine, white fur was matted down with the same fluid coating the floor, dripping off of her. Little, pink nipples poked through the downy fur of her chest. Her gloved paws moved ceaselessly, one rubbing at her clitoris, sending bolts of pleasure through her body as she slipped a finger into her tight tunnel. Her other paw slid up and down a firm, throbbing rod of flesh, tickling rows of barbs under the helmet. As Gazi watched, a sticky dribble of clear fluid leaked from the slit at the tip and dripped down the length.

Despite all of that, she was simply the most beautiful thing Gazi had ever seen. He was stunned by her, unable to believe that anyone so breathtaking could exist. The girl was mumbling something under her breath, repeating a phrase over and over.

"...Must obey... Pleasure myself... Must obey..." she mumbled, gasping in pleasure between words. Gazi shook his head in disgust. Succubimon grew in power from absorbing lust energy. The more aroused the Digimon around her were, the more powerful she was. It made perfect sense that she'd set her slaves to masturbate constantly until they collapsed from exhaustion, if it meant giving herself an increase in strength. Gazi flicked one of his long ears as he leaned in to look the cat in the eyes.

"...Can you hear me?" he asked, his voice low and raspy. The cat didn't blink or respond, just continuing to stroke herself slowly.

"Gatomon, can you hear me?" Gazi repeated, trying to get her attention. The mention of her name caused Gato to look up briefly, but she returned to stroking herself a second later, moaning. Gazi sighed and sat back. He hadn't expected to get very far, knowing what the Black Collar did to their victims, but he had to try anyway. He blinked as he heard Gato's voice begin to grow strained, whimpers and gasps punctuating her words.

"M-Musssst... OBEY!!!" she cried, suddenly thrusting her hips forward. Her cock jerked and trembled in her paw, before thick, gooey fluid erupted from the tip! Gazi had chosen just the wrong spot to sit in, and he spluttered as he found himself on the receiving end of a shower! Hot, gooey cum gushed hard and fast from her tip with fire-hose force, splashing against his grey fur. Gato's glowing red eyes were shut tight in ecstasy as her entire body shivered and shook. Her hips thrust in time with her gushes, her juices flooding out of her and soaking the fur of her inner thighs. Her long, rope-like tail whipped back and forth, making the metal ring on the end chime loudly.

Gazi shook his head in amazement as she draped large, sticky ropes of semen over his body. On his best day, he could shoot a couple of pints of his spunk, but Gato was beating his record by a long shot. Gazi glanced down at the puddle of cum soaking the floor and realized that she might have been at this since he brought Gato to her cell. Gazi gently reached up, his paw moving without any conscious thought from his brain, and wrapped around Gato's cock. He gasped a little, feeling how hot and hard it was, spasming in his grip as it pumped gush after gush of kittycum into the air. Gato moaned in delight, thrusting into his paw, her thick cum dripping down over the back of his hand.

In the end, Gato's chest heaved as she gasped for breath. She lay still for a moment, staring vacantly at the ceiling. Her pearly semen dribbled down her length onto Gazi's paw, her honey soaking the fur of her inner thighs. Gazi opened his mouth to say something, to ask a question, to try and snap her out of her trance, to just comment on what had happened... but he never got the chance.

"Must pleasure myself... Obey..." she mumbled again, mindlessly. Gato suddenly curled up with feline flexibility. Her tongue extended out of her mouth, gently lapping at the tip of her cock. Gazi's eyes went wide in shock as he watched her rough tongue gently slide over her supersensitive barbs, sending shivers down her spine. In the next moment, she leaned even further, taking the head of her penis into her muzzle. She moaned around her cock, continuing to mumble quietly.

Gazi's eyes were wide open in shock and awe. Blood rushed to his loins as he felt his penis extend from its sheath quickly, throbbing and twitching. His red eyes were locked upon her body, stunned by the sight before him. In mere seconds, his cock was throbbing against his stomach, extended to its full foot-long length. Gazi had always been proud that his length was all-natural, that he had not been altered by his Mistress Succubimon like many of the other slaves. Like all members of his species, his pink flesh was covered with a light fuzz, barely visible, meant to pleasure their partners.

The cabbit began to stroke himself shamelessly in front of Gato, unable to stop himself. He moaned softly, watching Gato begin to bob her head on her own penis, licking and suckling at her flesh. With feline flexibility, she was able to take her length all the way to the sheath, deep into her throat. Her rough tongue slid up and down over the hot, hard rod, sending bolts of pleasure through her body.

Normally, Gazi would be satisfied with mere masturbation. After spending most of his life as a slave to Succubimon, he was REALLY good at it. But watching Gato licking and suckling herself in front of him, deeply entranced, just stroking himself seemed somehow inadequate. He rubbed his heavy testicles in his furry sack, moaning in arousal.

He looked around nervously, for what he had in mind would earn him a fate worse than death if he went through with it. He closed the door, resolving to fry the lock again to get out as it latched shut. Taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, he turned to face Gato.

"...Listen... Normally, I wouldn't have any qualms about what I'm gonna do, but I figure these are kinda extraordinary circumstances... I'd like to think you'd let me do what I'm about to do if you weren't in a mindless trance, but I figure I'd just explain myself first..." Gazi said to Gato, knowing full well she wasn't listening to a word he was saying. Gazi sighed deeply, shaking his head, deciding to just go through with it.

He gently moved into position, placing the tip of his penis against her damp, hot wetness. Gazi shivered as he felt her heat, and shook his head, steeling himself. With a soft press forward, the head of his shaft pressed inside of her tunnel. The reaction for both of them was like a lightning bolt striking through them. Gato gasped in delight, moaning and purring around her length, feeling it pulse even harder against her tongue. Her inner walls gripped his length, spasming around him, almost trying to pull him in. Gazi groaned in delight as his fuzzy flesh began to pulse powerfully, his eyes rolling up in his head. He slowly sank into her, inch after inch of hot, hard flesh spreading her wet, velvety walls.

He panted as he finally hilted within Gato, every inch of his penis inside her. The feline moaned and mumbled around her own shaft as she continued to bob her head, compelled by the power of the Black Collar to continue pleasuring herself. She shivered and moaned as her rough tongue swirled around the head of her cock, tickling it gently. Gazi growled softly as he slowly began to rock his hips back and forth, sliding a mere inch in and out of her with every small movement. Gato's vacant eyes went wide and she let out a little gasp as the fuzz on his length tickled her inner walls. Gazi smiled a little, knowing from the way her tail began to flick back and forth that she liked it. He slowly began to pick up the pace, pumping a little faster, pulling back just a little further and thrusting harder into her with every thrust.

Gazi soon reached a point where he was pulling out until only the head of his penis remained inside her. He slammed forward hard, shaking Gato's slight frame with every thrust. The rabbit groaned in delight as her inner walls clenched and quivered around him. She fit him like a glove, every spasm sending delicious shivers down his spine. He watched as the feline licked and suckled on the fat head of her penis; her rough tongue rasped over her super-sensitive barbs.

Gato suddenly gave a shudder, her body shivering from head to toe. Her cock visibly pulsed and she gulped loudly as her sweet precum began to splatter against her tongue in sticky bursts. The feline moaned in ecstasy, shivering as Gazi's fuzzy length slid against her clitoris over and over, sending starbursts of pleasure through her entire body. Her tunnel rippled around him, constricting tighter. Gazi gave a strangled gasp of bliss, burying himself to the hilt, and unleashed a sticky blast of his own crystal-clear precum deep within her.

The cat-rabbit leaned low over Gato, beginning to pump his hips faster as Gato rocked back against him. She moaned mindlessly, bobbing and nibbling on her pulsing cock, feeling Gazi's fuzzy length sliding against her inner walls, tickling and stimulating every nerve. Her muscles spasmed and clenched around Gazi, milking his length. The feline's prespunk began to blast deep against the back of her throat, every pulse of her length coinciding with another spurt!

The two Digimon rocked and thrust, faster and faster, harder and harder. Gazi no longer cared if he got caught... It felt too GOOD! His heavy sack swelled with his burden, just waiting to be unleashed into her. He gritted his teeth, determined to fill Gato with every drop he could muster, and help her get off too!

And he did. In the next moment, Gato suddenly gave a shudder that rocked her entire body. A strangled, muffled squeak emerged from her throat... And her penis began to jerk wildly, unleashing thick, pearly semen into her muzzle. Her inner walls clamped down around Gazi so tight that he was afraid he'd never be able to pull out again! She moaned and mewled weakly, her eyes closing as she began to gush over and over, filling her mouth with cum. The liquid dripped down her chin, running down onto her chest. Gato could not even try to keep up with the force of her climax, gifted as she was with immensely powerful climaxes, and most of her spunk spurted out of the corners of her muzzle!

Gazi let out a cry of his own, burying himself to the hilt deep inside the girl. He groaned as he felt the hot, aching rush of orgasm, his cum boiling up his length... and out into her! Her velvety walls clenched around him, practically milking his spunk right out of him. He was happy to give her all she wanted, shuddering over and over as he blasted deep inside her. His length pulsed and jerked inside her depths, his eyes closing in absolute ecstasy as his balls churned, pumping more and more of his semen up his length! Like many Digimon, Gazi's semen wasn't white in color. His was a shade of grey similar to his fur as it leaked out of Gato's delicate folds.

Gato had to let herself out of her muzzle or else risk drowning. She coughed weakly even as her spunk blasted from her tip with immense force, splashing the ceiling above her! Her body shuddered and trembled as her cock jerked wildly, her inner walls gripping Gazi tighter! Her hips thrust wildly as she lay back against her cot, gushing into the air! Gazi moaned and leaned down, wrapping his arms around the feline, pressing his body to hers, even as he filled her with his own semen. He gently nuzzled against her, groaning in pleasure as she practically glued their stomachs together with her spunk.

The little kitten mewled weakly as the rabbit's orgasm soon came to a close. He slumped against Gato, groaning in the bliss of the afterglow, pulling free to sling a few final ropes of grey spunk over her stomach. Gato's climax continued for a minute longer, as Gazi stroked her penis in time with her orgasm. She sighed as the pleasure waned, her spurts of cum beginning to taper off.

"Oh... Man... I think... That was the best orgasm I've ever had... And I've had A LOT of 'em..." Gazi murmured with a sigh, pressing his face into Gato's fur, breathing in her scent. The feline did not seem to even notice that Gazi was there. Gazi looked at her and frowned. He had seen hundreds of slaves come and go, but something was different here... Letting Succubimon control this girl seemed... downright WRONG somehow.

Unfortunately for him, his introspection was interrupted as Gato suddenly sat up and climbed off the cot. Still completely erect, she began to walk towards the door of her cell.

"...I obey... I will leave my room... Obey..." she murmured in her soft voice, a low emotionless drone. Gazi sighed.

"And I bet you won't even call me in the morning..." he grumbled, laying back on her cot, watching as the electronic lock registered the Collar around Gato's neck and clicked open. She shuffled out of the room slowly, her ten inches of flesh leading the way. Gazi sighed, resolving to take a moment to let his afterglow fade, before heading back to his duties cleaning the main hall.

It took him a moment... but then he remembered that a thick, sticky dribble of his grey semen was running down Gato's inner thighs and down her legs. If anyone saw her, they'd know that someone had been with her, and it wouldn't take much effort to find out it was HIM!

Gazi leapt from the cot and scrambled out of Gato's cell, chasing after her, his clawed feet scrabbling against the smooth marble floor!

*****

Gabu, Pata, and the Twins found themselves in the Data Transfer room of the Server Continent Defenders' base. Outside of the File Island Headquarters, the Server Defenders were the largest branch of the whole organization.

The Data Transfer room was completely empty as Gabu stepped off the transport pad. Straining his ears, all he could hear was complete silence. If the situation was normal, he would have heard the hustle and bustle of daily business, Digimon going to and from different places on their duties and routines. Even if the base was on an emergency red alert, he would have heard messages over the Public Address system, the heavy stomp of troops moving to their battle stations, or the chaotic murmurs of scared civilians being ushered to safety.

Instead, all he heard was his own breathing, the soft padding of his feet on the polished black stone floor, and the quiet nervous mutterings of his comrades. Gabu shook his head as a chill ran down his spine. The wolf turned to face Pata, Lop, and Terrier. He lifted his left hand, tapping a button on a metal bracelet strapped around his wrist.

"Goma? You read me?" Gabu asked. The communicator crackled with static, but Goma's voice came through.

"Barely. There's some major interference. What's Server like?" the seal's voice asked. Goma had stayed behind to play a support role, ready to pull his friends out with the Emergency Data Transfer at a moment's notice.

"A ghost town as far as I can tell... I don't hear anyone at all. We're going to go investigate now. I'm going to leave the comm channel open," Gabu said gravely.

"Right. Just holler if you need to warp out," Goma replied sincerely.

"Thanks. Gabumon out," he said, looking up to the others, "All right. Let's get going. Be on guard, but don't be aggressive. If this base has fallen to the Black Collars, then we're not here to fight."

"What?!" asked Terrier, looking almost disappointed. Lop, Pata, and Gabu glared at him disapprovingly.

"This is a scouting and rescue mission, Terriermon. You will NOT engage hostiles except in self-defense. Any attacks will be from controlled allies. If you have the option, fall back and retreat," Gabu ordered sternly.

"...Huh?" Terrier said, not comprehending a word.

"...Don't fight, run," Lop translated, sighing heavily. Not for the first time, he was glad that he seemed to have inherited the brains, if his brother had inherited the brawn.

Gabu silenced them both with a gesture and slowly opened the door of the room. Peering out into the hallway, Gabu nodded. The hallway was as empty as he expected. Gesturing for the Twins and Pata to follow, Gabu led the way out. They moved in silence, not wishing to draw the attention of anyone or anything that may have hung around the seemingly empty base. Their paws padded against the stone floor with barely a noise as they peered around corners carefully, but they met no one on their journey. They soon entered the main hall, a massive ornate room. Lop and Terrier both gasped in surprise as they looked at the room, Pata growled in disbelief, while Gabu gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The main hall was in ruins. Char marks defaced statues. Icicles hung from the ceiling. Stone spires erupted through the formerly beautiful stone floor. Holes were blown clear through four-foot thick reinforced Chrome Digizoid walls. Claw, talon, fang and other marks defaced almost every surface in the room. Despite the devastation, there were no signs of those who had caused the destruction.

"We're... too late..." Gabu murmured softly, feeling his stomach seem to drop into his feet with the weight of his despair.

"What's that?" Goma's voice crackled through his communicator.

"Server is down. I repeat, Server has fallen. The main hall is destroyed; there are no signs of anyone. They're either captured or deleted," Gabu reported, trying to keep his voice steady. Despite everything, he was a well-trained professional and he had a job to do. He pushed aside his anger and fear, drawing upon inspiration from Rena, focusing on his duty to the exclusion of all emotion.

"Mr. Gabu, sir! Over here!" Lop called. He held up something made of metal that was obviously damaged. Gabu walked over and took it into his paws. Upon closer inspection, he could see that it was a relatively intact, but broken Black Collar.

"Goma, I have confirmation. I have a Black Collar here," Gabu said.

"Make sure to bring it back with you... I'm not good with tech stuff, but we might be able to reverse engineer some way to rescue the others," said Goma. Gabu nodded and put the wrecked Collar into a pouch on the belt he wore.

"Let's keep looking for survivors. This is a big base, it's possible they might have hid somewhere," Gabu said to the Twins and Pata.

"Yessir!" Lop said, nodding.

"...I hope a cute girl survived. I'd like to be her hero," Terrier grumbled. Lop rolled his eyes.

"Can you keep your mind on the mission and not on your libido?" Pata asked, sighing. Terrier blinked.

"I dunno what a libido is, but it's hard to concentrate when you're horny!" Terrier replied.

"Are you ever NOT horny?" Lop replied sarcastically, "Now be quiet so we can get to work."

"We should head to the security center. At best we can put the base on lockdown if they didn't do it already, make sure no one can access any information or weapons or anything..." Pata suggested. Gabu nodded in agreement.

"Y'all will get to the security room over mah dead body!" a voice called out, rough, gruff, and with a Southern twang, "DIAMOND SHELL!!!"

A sandy-yellow ball suddenly rolled out with immense speed and force. The Defenders dived aside desperately, leaping and rolling to get into a battle stance... All except for Terrier. The ball slammed into Terrier with a solid THUNK, sending the little rabbit flying across the room. He impacted the wall and slumped to the floor unconscious.

The ball screeched to a halt and uncurled into a Digimon. An armadillo, he had sandy-yellow armor, his green eyes glaring at the four Defenders. He growled, baring his claws at them menacingly.

"Oh, come ON! After all that tough talk, you get taken down in one blow?!" Lop growled at his unconscious brother, annoyed.

"Wait, wait!!! We're Defenders!!!" Pata yelped, trying to calm down the Digimon.

"Yeah, sure! An' the moment Ah let down mah guard, you click one o' those Collars around mah neck and Ah become a droolin' zombie!" the armadillo growled, clearly preparing to attack.

"Armadillomon! Calm down! If they were controlled by the Collars... They'd have Collars on!" another voice buzzed. A Digimon that looked nothing more than a big, red beetle flew into the room. His large multifaceted green eyes glared at Armadillomon angrily. The Digimon's antennas sparked with little jolts of electricity.

"B-But..." Armadillo stammered. Tentomon landed beside him and used one of his long claws to smack the other Digimon upside the head.

"Use your logic, Armadillo! They're obviously from another Defenders base... Probably one that has been attacked themselves, and they came to investigate and seek help!" the insect buzzed angrily.

"But..." protested Armadillo, without any real strength, "Tentomon..."

"I'm sorry about my comrade. He is enthusiastic, but overly aggressive. It makes him a good security chief, but a poor judge of character," said Tentomon calmly, addressing Gabu, Pata, and Lop, "...Is your friend there in need of medical attention?" He pointed at Terrier, lying on the ground at Lop's feet, unconscious.

"No, he's fine... He just needs a good smack," Lop said, bluntly. He reached down and slapped his brother rather hard. The cream-furred rabbit gave a start and looked around angrily.

"Who just hit me?! Huh?! Who wants some of Terrier?!!" he growled, leaping to his feet. He looked around, his little paws balled into fists as he looked for someone to fight. Lop sighed heavily, and yanked one of his brother's big ears.

"Yeah, you just got your butt kicked, bro. Leave it at that. We found some friends, anyway," Lop said, annoyed. Terrier looked around, seeming to take in his surroundings.

"Aw, man! I wanted to do some damage!" he grumbled. Lop looked at him in disbelief.

"...You didn't learn a thing, did you?" Lop sighed, burying his face in his paws. Tento shook his head in disbelief, while Armadillo laughed, a big booming guffaw that filled the hall.

"Ah LIKE this kid! Ah think we're gonna get along REAL well!" he drawled, chortling.

"...You WOULD... You have the same personality..." sighed Tento, turning back to the others, "Now... I believe we have business to discuss..."

*****

Gazi was in a total state of panic. At any moment someone would come along and see Gato walking down the hall and realize that SOMEONE had his way with her... and then they would look up and see Gazi following her, and he'd be dead. His grey spunk ran down her inner thighs as she shuffled down the hall, joined by several other Digimon that Gazi recognized as her former friends and companions... and now fellow slaves. The rabbit blinked, noticing that each and every one of the Defenders was coated from head to toe in their own cum. He grumbled in annoyance with his mistress and her nymphomania...

Gato rounded a corner, and Gazi followed, deciding to try his best to blend in with the growing crowd. He let his eyes go out of focus and adopted a sleepwalkers' shuffle, sticking his arms straight out to mimic the others. With any luck, no one would notice him amongst the other hypnotized Digimon.

The group of Digimon was now made up of Gato, Vee, Agu, Biyo, Pal, and Gazi, as they walked down a corridor. An electronic door slid open, and the Digimon filed in. There were several seats placed in a circle around a glass globe in the center. The Digimon climbed into each of the seats, staring blankly at the globe.

Gazi gasped in horror as he realized what was about to happen. The room was a programming chamber, designed with the cutting edge in Succubimon's hypnotic technology. When the globe in the center activated, the Defenders would be subjected to subliminal programming... Their personalities would be erased, and they would be permanently converted into Succubimon's slaves. While normally, Gazi would not have been able to care less about that, he could not let that happen to Gato.

Gato sat in her seat, slumping over as the Black Collar's programming shut down, leaving her in her default "mode" of a mindless trance. Pal slouched in the seat beside her, moaning softly as her cock jerked, spurting thick ribbons of green sap onto the floor constantly. Agu lay in his chair, staring dumbly at the orb, even as thick orange semen dripped from the tip of his penis. Biyo's chest rose and fell slowly as she almost seemed to be fast asleep, laying back with her black-colored shaft resting on her soft stomach. Gazi blinked as he noticed a second penis jutting out of Vee's sheath, and guessed that Succubimon must have altered him at some point since the last time Gazi saw him. He almost felt envious.

The globe in the center of the room began to light up, glowing with all the colors of the rainbow, constantly shifting and changing. Gazi gasped as he realized the reprogramming process was beginning. The cabbit scrambled out of the room as fast as he could. He put his paw over his eyes to shield him from the tempting, coruscating light that emitted from the globe.

Once out of the room he ran to a maintenance panel beside the door. Prying it open with his claws, he revealed a tangled mass of wiring and circuitry. If he had the time, he would have worked a little more subtly, cutting the right wires to shut down the system... but he did not have time for precision. Instead, he shoved his claw into the workings, and shouted, "THUNDER CLAW!!!" A surge of electricity raced down his arms and into the wires and circuitry, frying and scrambling them!

He knew he only had a small amount of time... That would have set off an alarm somewhere, and one of Succubimon's other slaves would come to investigate. Gazi quickly replaced the panel, locking it back into place. There wouldn't be any evidence he had been there unless they looked very closely. He ran back inside the room, hoping his plan worked...

The globe was still active, swirling and glowing. Looking away from it, Gazi looked at a status display on the wall nearby. According to the readout, the induction program was still functional, but the subliminal program was offline. The globe was drawing the Defenders deeper and deeper into their trances, but it was not doing anything else to them. Gazi sighed in relief. Unfortunately, he made the mistake of looking up, right into the globe.

Almost immediately, he found himself drawn to the multicolored light. His eyes locked on it, and he could not look away even if he wanted to. Without thinking, he found himself walking over to a spare seat beside Agu and climbed into it, never taking his eyes off the sphere. After that, Gazi lost track of time, entering into a deep and mindless trance... He was vaguely aware of the Defenders sitting and staring as well, watching it shift and swirl. His mind drifted in a warm, cozy haze, unable and unwilling to think. As an almost Pavlovian effect to hypnosis, his sheath swelled, his penis beginning to erect itself. Young Gazi had come to associate that deep, sleepy sensation with impending sex, considering whom he worked for...

He might have sat there for minutes or hours... It was hard to say. However, somewhere in the back of his mind, he suddenly realized he heard footsteps approaching the room. He tried to look away from the wonderful, pretty colors that left him so sleepy and comfortable... and found that he couldn't.

"...What the heck? Why isn't the program running? Mistress won't be happy to find out her slaves aren't prepared for her..." he heard a voice murmur. A Digimon walked into the room, looking around curiously. She was a plant Digimon, with feet like roots, a short green tail, and her fingers resembled flower petals, a curled stamen sticking out from her wrists. Her face was covered in red petals that almost resembled a helmet, with openings for her eyes to see through. A collar of red petals ringed her neck. Gazi recognized her as a Floramon.

The Floramon's eyes were covered with a special visor, designed to block the enticing light from the globe, allowing her to enter the room without falling under its spell. She wore a belt of tools around her waist. She looked around the room, making sure that each of the Defenders was deep in their trance. Out of sheer luck, she seemed to think that Gazi was one of them, and simply passed him by; ignoring the fact that he was not wearing a Black Collar.

As she examined him to ensure he was entranced, she stood in the way of the globe, breaking its hold on him. Gazi had the presence of mind to pretend that he was still empty and mindless until she passed by him, before closing his eyes to avoid falling back into his trance. Peeking out of squinted eyes, he saw the Floramon walk over to a maintenance panel and begin to tinker around inside with a tool from the belt on her waist. Gazi slipped from his chair and sneaked over behind her.

"Need help?" he asked, taking a casual, friendly tone.

"...Nah, thanks, I've got it," she replied absent-mindedly as she continued to poke around at the machinery. She paused for a moment, blinking... "...Wait a moment."

Before Floramon could react, Gazi plucked the visor off her face and put it on. He gently gripped her by the shoulders and spun her around until she stared at the globe. The Floramon struggled in his grip, but as the globe's light took hold, her struggles slowly grew half-hearted... until the ceased completely, and she went limp in his grasp.

"Sorry 'bout that... I can't letcha do that though. I really hate to defy the Mistress, but... there's something special about that girl, and I can't let her brain get wiped..." Gazi whispered in the Floramon's ear.

"...Can't let her get her brain wiped..." she mumbled quietly, clearly in a deep trance of her own. Gazi blinked, realizing that he had an opportunity at hand...

"Tell me, Flora... Do you like working for the Mistress?" he asked quietly.

"...Not really, but there is nothing else. We live and die for her. We serve her every whim..." Flora murmured quietly, her voice soft and emotionless. Gazi smirked and moved closer to her to press his loins against her rump, sliding his erection between her buttocks. Flora gasped, her eyes going wide at the sensation.

"Shhh... Sleep, Flora... No thoughts, just peace. Close your eyes, and calm down," Gazi said quickly and soothingly. Flora relaxed in his grip, falling deeper and deeper into her trance as Gazi whispered, "What if there was another way? Would you like to live differently? Rather than spending your life as a sex slave to an insane slut, what if... we could be free?"

"...We are M-Mistress' slaves. There is no other life," Flora replied bluntly, as if reciting something from memory. Gazi frowned. Clearly, Succubimon had done a good job programming this Floramon.

"...But say, just hypothetically, that there WAS another life... Where we were free to make our own choices... Would you want that?" he asked again, slowly reaching down. He gently began to rub at Flora's groin, sliding his furry paw up and down. Almost immediately, Flora's body reacted to his touch, the featureless flesh changing shape, shifting form into her cleft. He smirked and began to rub her clitoris, listening to her gasp in delight.

"Ahnn! I... I would like... I would like that..." Flora moaned, as if unsure about the words that were coming out of her mouth. Gazi smirked, realizing he was making progress. He gently bent the entranced plantgirl over, rubbing the helmet-shaped head of his penis against her delicate petals.

"That's good... What if I told you... That I could get us out of here... That we could be free?" he asked, slowly rocking his hips to slide his length against her cleft, teasing her. Flora gasped and was silent, apparently unable to answer. Her blue-green eyes were glassy as she stared at the glowing orb.

"C'mon, Flora. Speak up!" he urged. Flora gave a little shudder.

"...Yes. I would like that..." she murmured. Gazi smirked as he gently reached down and ran his fingers over her diamond-hard green nipples, kissing her neck. Flora gasped, shuddering in his grip as he continued to rock his hips against her, constantly teasing her with his fuzzy shaft. It only took him a minute to have her trembling with lust, her inner thighs glistening with her nectar.

"That's good, Flora... It feels good to think about being free, doesn't it... It makes you want to help me... And I want to help you too. We need to work together if we want to get freedom," Gazi purred in her ear gently.

"...Work together..." she repeated slowly. Gazi smiled, realizing it would only take a little more to break through her programming.

"You've been a very good girl, Flora... Like me, you've served your Mistress loyally all your life... But that time is over. We need to help these Digimon if we want to live free," Gazi explained, "I need your help to do that. And if you help me... I'll give you want you so desperately want too..." Gazi punctuated his last statement by pressing his hips forward until just the head of his penis slipped inside her, but pulled out before she could do anything, making Flora moan in frustration.

"...Y-Yessssss... I'll help you... P-Pleeeeease... Give it to meeee..." Flora moaned in entranced lust. Gazi smirked at the way she thrust her hips back against him in desperation. He leaned down over her to whisper in her ear.

"Well, since you asked so nicely..." he growled quietly. He suddenly pressed his hips forward, letting each and every one of his twelve inches slide into her smoothly. The near-invisible fuzz that covered his flesh tickled her inner walls and made her cry out in delight as he slowly spread her wide. She moaned and shivered in pleasure and her inner walls spasmed and clenched around him.

The cabbit wasted no time and began to pump his hips quickly into her, driving his long cock into her depths. Having spent all his life as a slave to Succubimon, the one thing he had learned, and learned to do REAL well... was have sex. Now, he put those skills to use, pounding into Flora, probing her warm depths with his cock. He growled softly, his clawed paws on her hips as he pumped into her from behind. The underside of his cock pressed against her clitoris with every stroke, making her squeal in delight! He smirked as he looked around him through the protective visor and watched the entranced Defenders sitting and staring at them.

"They're watching me take you... You know that, don'tcha? They can't... Nnn... stop watching me p-pound into ya over and over..." he whispered into Flora's ear, grinning. He buried himself to the hilt and ground against her slowly, making his length swirl around inside her. She gasped in glassy-eyed pleasure, her body rocking back against him. He growled and thrust harder and harder, driving his hard, thick flesh into her, feeling her spasm and tremble around him.

"...Unfortunately, it looks like all of them have a bit of a problem... They look sooooo hard, but they can't do anything about it because of those Collars... Maybe you can help 'em..." suggested Gazi with a smirk. Just as he hoped, Flora took the suggestion in her trance, reaching out her hands. She tapped a command into the globe's controls and as Gazi watched, the pattern of the swirling colors changed subtly. Flora gasped as she watched the new whirls of light move before her eyes. The other Digimon suddenly stood up from their chairs and walked over to surround her and Gazi.

"What'd you do?" Gazi asked, frowning as he continued to pump into Flora.

"...One of the default test programs in the inductor..." she mumbled. As Gazi watched, the Defenders each reached down, wrapping their paws and claws around their flesh, and began to stroke themselves quickly. Gato moaned softly as she stared blankly ahead, her gloved paw gripping her erection, tickling her sensitive barbs. Agu groaned as steaming prespunk dripped from the tip of his length as he stroked quickly. Pal's cock bobbed up and down, dribbling and spurting her thick, green spunk constantly even as she stroked herself slowly. Vee's twin penises sprayed a dual spurt of crystal-clear pre against Flora as he gripped one shaft in each paw. Biyo whimpered quietly, one wing rubbing her clitoris, the other slowly pumping her penis. Gazi groaned in frustration.

"Of COURSE she'd have a masturbation setting on this dumb thing. Why not?" the cabbit grumbled in irritation. He sighed and got back to his task; beginning to pump harder and faster into Flora's cleft. Already her inner walls were beginning to spasm rhythmically around him, even as she moaned in delight. His fuzzy shaft ground incessantly against her sensitive clit, sending powerful jolts of pleasure that cut through her like a knife. Gazi suddenly gave a shudder and buried himself to the hilt within her. His cock pulsed and jerked, pumping a sticky spray of precum deep inside her. He pressed his fingertips into her hips, feeling her spasm and twitch around him deliciously, milking his shaft. Around him, he heard the moans of pleasure of the entranced Defenders and felt the splashes of their prespunk against his fur.

"H-How much d-do you want to come, Flora?" Gazi grunted as he pounded into Flora's tender petals. He leaned in to breathe into Flora's ear gently, panting to excite her further. She trembled under him, gasping and yelping.

"I-I nneeed i-i-it!!!" she stammered. Gazi smirked and decided to turn the final screw to get Flora's will to break.

"Good. Then I'll let you come... IF you agree to help me escape with the Defenders," Gazi whispered, letting the words sink into Flora's mind. For a moment, the plantgirl panted, but was completely silent, shivering from head to toe...

"...Yes..." she murmured, so quietly that Gazi was not sure he heard her right.

"What was that?" he asked.

"Yes, I will help you..." Flora repeated, her voice a sleepy drone. Gazi smirked.

"Good girl... Now! Here's! Your! REWARD!!!" Gazi growled, punctuating each word with a powerful thrust! His hips slammed into hers, making her body in ecstasy with each pound! His fuzzy cock slid against her clitoris, making her inner walls spasm wildly.

With that, Flora gave a scream of ecstasy as her orgasm ripped through her! Her body shook and shivered as her honey flooded out around Gazi's cock, dripping to the floor. The plantgirl shouted and yelped, her high voice echoing off the walls as all the tension within her exploded again and again into bursts of pleasure!

With Flora's walls gripping tight around him, Gazi couldn't help but bury himself to the hilt inside the girl. He groaned in delight as his fuzzy testicles tightened and began to churn. A feeling of hot, almost painful pleasure rushed up his length, and then exploded with a powerful burst of ecstasy! With that burst came a thick, long, sticky gush of thick cum! His cock jerked and flexed, filling poor Flora past overflowing! Gazi's thick, gray semen ran down her inner thighs, mixing with her nectar on the floor as he groaned in delight.

At that moment, moans and cries echoed their own from all sides. Gazi looked up as the Defender's penises began to bounce and throb in their grips. The constant rain of precum paused momentarily... only to be replaced a moment later by thick, creamy sprays of multicolored goo! Gato yowled in joy as she gripped her barbed shaft, shuddering with each gush of white spunk that erupted from her length! Biyo gave the quietest coo of ecstasy as pink semen, thick enough to glue tiles, erupted from the fat head of her cock, splashing against the two! Agu grunted like a caveman, stroking himself quickly as molten orange spunk fired into the air, actually steaming as it landed on Flora's green skin and Gazi's gray fur! Pal's long, flexible green cock began to jerk wildly as the constant, sticky dribble of pale-green spunk turned into a fountain! But it was Vee who drew Flora and Gazi's attention. His twin penises jerked and throbbed, before two thick sprays of blue spunk erupted from the tips with the force of a fire-hydrant opened all the way! The plantgirl and cabbit gasped as gallons of thick blue spunk splattered against them, mixed with swirls of white, green, orange, and pink.

Gazi and Flora slumped to the floor as their orgasms came to a close, followed one by one by the entranced Defenders. Each fell back into the chairs or straight to the floor, returning to their blank state as their orders were completed. Pants for breath and the sticky drip of cum to the floor were the only noise. Gazi reached up and found the power switch for the entrancement globe and shut it down, before turning his attention back to Flora.

"I filled MY end of the bargain... When you wake up, you will be compelled to fill YOURS. You will willingly help me escape..." Gazi commanded. Flora gurgled weakly, which Gazi took to be an affirmative.

"Now wake up," Gazi commanded. Flora blinked for a moment, and then slumped over. Her eyes fluttered as if she was waking up from a deep dream, and she grinned at Gazi.

"...Whoooooo... I think I fried a few synapses with that orgasm..." she giggled dazedly. Flora nuzzled into Gazi's chestfur with a smile. Gazi blinked in surprise.

"...But if we're gonna get out of here, we gotta get moving... I wanna get away from this hellhole and out to freedom!" Flora said, climbing to her feet with a groan. Gazi scratched his head. He hadn't expected his suggestions to have had such a strong effect on the girl. At best, he had hoped that she'd be compelled to help him against her will, but it seemed he had actually changed her mind completely. Shaking his head to focus back on his mission, he nodded.

"Right. Now let's get planning," Gazi said with a grin.

*****

Meanwhile, in Succubimon's throne room, the villainess herself was groaning in pleasure as Rena thrust into her, pounding her hips hard. The fox grunted quietly, staring blankly ahead as she leaned low, driving her long, hard shaft into the vampiress. Succubimon was currently thrusting back against her, suckling on Guil's length as he growled in delight, his ridged penis bouncing off her talented tongue.

Succubimon glanced up to see five figures file into the throne room. She grinned as she recognized them and pulled off of Guil to greet them.

"Oh, there you are, my five Generals. About time. I'll be with you in one moment..." she purred. She suddenly engulfed Guil's length with her mouth, taking him to the hilt. Even Guil wasn't sure exactly what she did to him, but he found himself erupting in climax almost instantly, spraying thick crimson cum into her mouth! He let out a roar of delight as his heavy balls twitched, pumping their burden up his length and out against her tongue and her face! Rena let out a cry herself and buried herself to the hilt, shuddering in pleasure as she blasted deep inside Succubimon, sending gush after gush of pearly semen into her.

Their orgasms waned after a few minutes, leaving Succubimon coated with a glaze of red and white cum, mixing in swirls of pink. She sighed happily, having had a rather powerful climax herself, sating the constant arousal she felt, at least for the moment.

"Good job you two... Now clean up this mess," Succubimon ordered. Guil and Rena nodded slowly, muttering their obedience as they walked off to a nearby closet to get cleaning supplies. Succubimon smirked and stood up, addressing the five Digimon who had entered.

The first was humanoid in shape, tall, over six feet. She wore red leather over creamy white skin, a bustier and tight leather pants. She wore thigh-high black boots with stiletto heels. Vines curled around her red gloves, covered in sharp thorns. A cape of green leaves cascaded behind her, which she brushed back haughtily. Her red lips seemed permanently curled into a deep sneer of disgust. She would have seemed completely human except for the fact that instead of a nose, eyes, and hair, the top of her head was the bloom of a rose. She somehow approximated a glare at Succubimon.

"...Could you try not give yourself completely over to hedonism until we have taken over the Digital World?" she asked, her voice cold as ice. Succubimon smirked.

"Oh, if only you WOULD, Rosemon, you wouldn't be so uptight... You really need to get those petals of yours unbunched," the succubus replied, her crimson eyes narrowing behind her mask.

Beside her, a large, hulking beast of a Digimon snickered. He was large and green, with a mane of white hair. He wore clothes of black leather and carried a big spiked bone club. His face was almost all fangs and tongue, as he laughed evilly. The leather trunks he wore barely hid a gigantic bulge, which he stroked lasciviously.

"Nah, nah! She can go right on! She puts on a good ol' show!" the troll said with a grin. Succubimon gave a dramatic bow.

"At least SOMEONE appreciates a show, Ogremon..." she said with a smile.

"Neeheheeehehehee! C'mon, Mistress... Tell us what we're here for! Can I hurt people? Puh-leeeeeeeeeeez?!" the next Digimon tittered in a high-pitched screech. He was short, barely taller than Guil, who was currently mopping up a puddle of his own cum at Succubimon's feet. He was entirely made of wood, his joints screwed together. A large wooden cross was mounted on his back, and he wore clothes of ragged blue fabric with a red cap. Long red strings dangled from his wrists and ankles, connected to the cross.

"Now, now, Puppetmon... There will be plenty of people to hurt soon, my sadistic little Pinocchio..." Succubimon purred, grinning. She turned to the next two Digimon, who remained silent.

One was an aquatic Digimon. She was about five feet tall, with sea-green skin. She wore blue armor on her body, arms and legs, and an ornate blue helmet with a crest that curled back like an octopus tentacle. She was all shapely curves, but at the same time, it was clear from her muscles that she was a trained and lethal fighter. Her facial expression was strangely vacant and empty, as if there was not even a hint of a thought in her mind. Her red eyes glowed faintly as she stood at attention, staring straight ahead.

"...Ranamon? How are we feeling today?" Succubimon asked, as if addressing a small child.

"...I am fine, Mistress Succubimon. I await your command," Ranamon replied, her voice empty of emotion, soft and high. Succubimon smirked.

"Of course you do... And how about you?" she asked, turning to face the last of her Generals.

The Digimon was short, with purple fur. He had clawed feet, and wore red gloves over his paws. A yellow tattoo of a smiley-face with razor-sharp teeth was emblazoned on his stomach. A red bandana was wrapped around his neck. His face was white, a frown on his fanged muzzle as his green eyes glared. His long, barbed tail whipped back and forth.

"Whatever... Can we just get this meeting started already?" he asked, sighing heavily.

"Impmon, you should relax. Stress isn't good for the sex drive," Succubimon said with a smirk. Impmon grumbled.

"My sex drive is fine, thank you very much. Can we get down to business?" he growled in irritation.

"As soon as DemiDevimon gets here..." Succubimon said, looking around in irritation, "GET OUT HERE, NOW!"

"Yeah, yeah! Keep your pants on! ...Whoops. You weren't wearing them in the first place..." an irritatingly high-pitched voice rasped sarcastically. Succubimon looked up to see the bat-like creature flutter into the room, carrying several rolled up maps in his talons. DemiDevimon set the maps down on a table nearby and hovered above the proceedings curiously.

"Good..." Succubimon said with a smirk as she unfurled one of the maps, "Now, here is what we have so far. We have subdued the File Island Headquarters, and the Server main base of the Defenders. The Black Collars are attacking the Server North and South bases next..."

"So far, the capture rate is anywhere from eighty to ninety percent. I'd say if we tinker with the Collar's functions, we can reach as high as ninety-three percent," Rosemon said with a frown.

"Ninety-three? That's not good enough. I want them ALL," Succubimon replied. Rosemon growled in irritation, tapping her foot on the ground.

"I TOLD you, there is no possible way to get one-hundred percent capture. The Digimon will defend themselves, run away, or shelter themselves. Ninety-three is as good as you're going to get!" Rosemon explained, clearly repeating herself for what must have been the tenth time. Succubimon shrugged carelessly.

"Excuses, excuses, just do it!" she said carelessly. As Rosemon tried to protest, Succubimon ignored and interrupted her by addressing Ranamon, "Ranamon, dear... You're so good at tactics and plans... Where should we attack next?"

Ranamon stared back at Succubimon blankly before glancing down at the map and responding, "...The Defenders will have tightened security and fortified their defenses as they lost contact with their other bases. As such, I would say we can only attack one more base before the capture rate will drop below fifty percent. I recommend we attack the Database Islands base."

"And what do YOU think, Impmon?" Succubimon asked in a soft purr, already stroking her clitoris even as they spoke. Impmon grumbled, but did not answer immediately. Finally after enduring Succubimon and the other Generals' stares, he spoke up.

"...Defenders protocol states that if you lose contact with more than one base for any reason, you enter lockdown immediately. You'll only get one shot before the Defenders go completely underground. Each base is built with a shelter that is completely impenetrable by normal means, and they have supplies to remain down there for a month," Impmon said with a growl, "After that, you're gonna hafta change your strategy, because they won't let you attack 'em again."

"And...?" Rosemon prompted, sensing there was more that Impmon was holding back.

"...And, the big weakness of the shelters is the ventilation system. They're filtered to keep out everything hostile, gasses, biological threats, radiation... but not something like the Collars. Once the Defenders are in the shelter, send the Collars in through the air vents, and it'll be a massacre," Impmon said reluctantly.

"...I concur..." Ranamon replied without emotion. Succubimon grinned.

"Then we have our next course of action. Meeting adjourned," she said with a wide grin. The Generals turned away, each heading off in a different direction to go about their business. Impmon and Ranamon remained behind.

"Ranamon, dear... Go to my bedchambers. I will meet you there momentarily. I have a feeling Impmon wishes to talk," Succubimon ordered the aquatic Digimon sweetly. Ranamon gave a curt nod and walked away, leaving Impmon and Succubimon alone.

"...We still have a deal, right?" Impmon asked, glaring at Succubimon. The vampiress smirked.

"Of course. You're more valuable to me as a conscious, thinking ally than a mindless slave. That is why I have the Generals... I need willing subordinates, not just empty servants," she replied.

"Good... Because make no mistake, Succubimon, if our interests didn't coincide for the moment, I'd delete you without a second thought," Impmon growled.

"I'm sure you'd try. You'd fail and spend the rest of your life licking me out, but I'm sure you'd give it your best," Succubimon giggled, "So, have you made a decision on whom you want?" Impmon frowned and glanced at Rena, who had finally finished scrubbing the floor clean. Her furry rump wiggled as she used the brush on the stone floor, her glistening cleft clearly visible, her long, hard penis hanging down between her legs.

"...I may have found one," Impmon said with only the tiniest hint of a smirk. Succubimon smiled.

"Good. Now go, and we'll talk more later," she commanded. DemiDevimon hovered above Succubimon as he watched Impmon walk away and leave the room.

"Jeez, Succu-boss. What the heck is up with that Impmon? He looked like he was gonna give himself a hernia tryin' ta tell ya about that air duct... And Ranamon sounded like she had been hit upside the head with a blunt object one too many times..." DemiDevimon mused.

"Ranamon was my first test subject for the Black Collars. A shame really. She was my most intelligent and loyal servant before she volunteered. The Collar gave her brain damage. Even after we removed the Collar, her free will was gone forever. She is my most loyal servant, because she literally has no will of her own," Succubimon explained, leaning back with a lazy yawn.

"An' Impmon?" DemiDevimon asked.

"...He's an interesting one... He USED to be a Defender... before he left their order because of a disagreement in policy," Succubimon said with a smirk.

"So why's he workin' for you?" DemiDevimon asked.

"...Because I can give him what he wants. Power," Succubimon said with a smile, standing up to walk towards her bedchambers. DemiDevimon hovered for a moment, watching her leave.

"...The Master's gonna love ta hear this..." he murmured, already flying off to make a report.

*****

"So the Black Collars decimated the Server Base?" Gabu asked, sitting in a chair. Tento worked at a console, trying to rewire it. Armadillo was entertaining the Twins with stories of his mostly false exploits (or at least entertaining Terrier from the expression on his face and the growing sheath between his legs; Lop looked less than amused). Pata was reporting to Goma back at the File Island Base.

"Yes. We were caught completely off guard. They took half our people in the first pass, then almost everyone else in their second. I'm Server's chief technician. Armadillo is our chief security officer, even though he doesn't look or act the part. I managed to drag Armadillo into a closet and fuse the door, so we were safe... but when we came out, we were the only ones left," Tento said, approximating a frown, "I've spent the last couple of days working hard to reestablish contact with the other Defenders bases... But as far as I can tell, the same fate has befallen all of them."

"...No one made it to the safe-rooms?" Gabu asked.

"Yes, I'm sure they did... but the rooms were breached. From the security footage, we saw that a single Collar made it inside, took over a Digimon, and forced him to open the door. They swarmed in and took everyone," Tento said without a hint of emotion in his voice. Gabu guessed that Tento was doing the same as he was, burying his emotions and focusing on the work.

"...We're not safe here. We should head back to the File Island base. We're secure there," Gabu said, frowning.

"If you say so. I'm sure your science facilities are functional at least, compared to ours..." Tento held up a broken tool and sighed, "There's no hope of reverse engineering the Collar you found here."

"Then it's settled. We'll go back to File Island, and find some way of shutting down these things and freeing our friends," Pata said, walking up to the beetle and the wolf, "Goma's already warming up the EDT to bring us back."

Tento's face actually seemed to somehow turn pale as he buzzed, "....EDT? Emergency Data Transfer? Uhhh... Can't we walk?"

"...Across an entire continent and three hundred miles of ocean?" Gabu asked in disbelief.

"Well... uhh..." Tento buzzed nervously. Pata laughed.

"Don't tell me you're scared of the EDT! The chances of finding yourself missing a head are minimal! Only like ten percent!" Pata giggled. Gabu cracked the smallest smirk.

"I'm sure that was supposed to be reassuring, but it didn't help, Pata," he said, then turned towards Armadillo and the Twins, "Yo! You guys! We're moving out! Get over here!!!"

"Ah'll tell ya the rest of the story when we get to the base. Ah guarantee it'll have ya spurtin' all over the walls," Armadillo said to Terrier with a wide grin. The little cub was practically salivating, his sheath swollen dramatically. On the other hand, Lop had his face buried in his palms, groaning at the thought of hearing more of Armadillo's tales.

"All right... Let's go," Gabu said, nodding. With a bright flash of light, the Server base was empty...

*****

"C'mon, Flora... We gotta keep moving..." Gazi urged, leading Gato by the paw. She followed mindlessly, her feet plodding mindlessly behind him. Flora panted, practically dragging Rena with her vines as she tried to keep up, racing down the corridors as fast as their entranced quarry would follow.

It was a couple of hours since Gazi had "convinced" Flora to help him. They had waited until the guard shift was changing, and then grabbed Gato and Rena and made their way towards a way out.

"Tell me... again why... I-I'm dragging this... big fox behind me?" panted Flora haltingly.

"Because according to the combat data the Collars downloaded from the Defenders' database, Gato and this Renamon are the best fighters and two of the highest ranked officers. If we can free them and get them back to the Defenders, they'll be able to help the others... and we can use that to negotiate for sanctuary or something," Gazi explained, huffing with the effort of getting Gato to follow. The going was made harder by the fact that both Defenders still had dripping erections that swayed back and forth with every step. It was constantly distracting to Gazi and Flora, who had been trained since birth as sex slaves...

As they rounded a corner, Gazi grunted, slamming into someone. He landed flat on his rump, groaning in pain. He opened his mouth to yell at the person he had slammed into, only to find...

"HEY! Watch where yer goin', jerk!" Impmon growled angrily, his hands on his hips. Gazi yelped nervously as Impmon looked up to see the entranced Gato and Rena, and a panting Flora looking back at him.

"Ah! Good! Yer already bringin' them to my room! I didn't even know Succubi had called for them yet," Impmon said with a smile, eyeing Rena and Gato lasciviously. Gazi blinked.

"Uhhhh... huh?" he mumbled dumbly, completely confused. Impmon looked down.

"...Just take 'em to my room, moron," Impmon sighed, "God, Succubimon is SUCH an idiot. What good are servants if you sauté their brains with shallots and stick 'em back in their skulls?"

"Y-Yes, sir..." Gazi stammered, climbing to his feet. He grasped Gato's paw and began to walk past Impmon, hoping to get away quickly.

"...My room's the other way, jackass," Impmon growled, clearly losing patience.

"Yes, sir, sorry, sir!" Gazi whimpered. He glanced at Flora meaningfully, then looked to a bust of Succubimon standing nearby (with emphasis on the BUST), then at Impmon. Flora blinked, then gave the tiniest of nods. She lifted her hand and the stamen under her wrist began to snake out, moving towards the statue. As Gazi led the two entranced Digimon past the glaring Impmon, Flora lashed out, grabbing the statue and cracking it across the purple Digimon's skull! Impmon sagged to the ground without a sound.

"Ohmigodohmigodohmigod, what do we do now?! We're sure to get caught!!!" Flora whimpered. Gazi looked around quickly and came to a decision. He grabbed Impmon's limp form and walked over to a nearby garbage chute. With a quick movement, he dumped the General down the chute and closed it.

"...That should keep him out of the way for a while. Maybe if we're lucky, he'll hit the incinerator! Now c'mon, we don't have a lot of time!" Gazi growled, grabbing Gato. Instead of leading her by the paw like before, he heaved her over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. To his surprise, she barely weighed anything. Trying to ignore the incredibly soft fur and incredibly hard shaft rubbing against him, he led Flora and Rena down the halls at a dead sprint.

The four Digimon burst into a room. A Candlemon inside blinked in shock as Gazi pounced into the air, leaping at him.

"THUNDER CLAW!!!" Gazi shouted, slashing at the living candle. His claws crackled with electricity as he cleaved clean through the wax creature in one slash. The candle exploded into shards of light and vanished.

"Alright. This is our Data Transfer. I know there's a Defenders' base here... And an access node here... If we use this, we should come out within about three miles," Gazi mumbled manipulating the controls of a large device in the center of the room. Flora led Gato and Rena onto a set of pads. The two girls simply stared dumbly ahead, their eyes glowing red as the Collar's virus rendered them mindless and obedient. Flora climbed onto another pad nearby and nodded to Gazi.

"Alright, I'm good!" she called.

"Good. I've set this thing for a quick 'port, then it'll scramble itself. They won't be able to track where we went," Gazi said, leaping from behind the machine onto a pad next to Flora.

"...So now we just hope?" Flora asked, her face flushed with adrenaline and fear. Gazi nodded slowly.

"Now we just hope..." he replied. With a loud resonating hum, the Data Transfer activated, and they were gone...

TO BE CONTINUED...