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Royal Flush	By : RAW19 Category: Pokemon > General Views: 3139 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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( At the City Jail )

Onyx slammed Shawna down onto his lap and she yowled in pain as his prick, like a rocky and jagged peak, was forced into her ass. The stone-cold AH leader wasted no time and started roughly and swiftly moving her along his member via a tight grip on her hips.
'He's almost as big as Drake', The Officer thought to herself, as pain flooded her senses from her ravaged ass-hole. She would have loved nothing more then to send all of her electrical power into the the tyrant and see how he felt about 'roasted nuts'. But, with Drake being held hostage she dared not fight against them anymore.
Onyx chuckled to himself, practically reading her mind, as he enjoyed his domination of yet another Anthro. She wasn't as tight as he'd thought she'd be, as stuck-up as she was acting, but merely putting the arrogant Officer in her place was enough to get him off.
"You're a lot more 'open' then I thought you'd be." Onyx said, as if merely commenting on it being a little chilly in the room. "I guess your pet Dragon must do this to you every night." Shawna glared at him over her shoulder, refusing to comment even though he was nearly right, and refusing to make so much as a pained whimper, no matter how much his seemingly studded cock hurt. Drake was a breath bigger then this prick, but he had always been a lot gentler.
"Why don't you face me, Hybrid, instead of hiding yourself?" Shawna demanded. The Tyranitar merely laughed in response.
"Thanks for the offer, but I think I'll pass. If it's all the same to you I'd prefer not having to look at your disgusting, mutant face during this. It might throw me off. Hey fellas! I don't think she's enjoying herself too much, do you? Why don't one of you come over here and help her to have a good time?" Onyx suggested to his crew, which had been watching the erotic display and getting hornier by the minute. It was clear they were all for his suggestion of delaying their trip to the party for another hour so they'd have time to teach the officer's a lesson.
The Alakazam smirked and shook his head. "If it's all the same with you, oh esteemed Head, I feel I would prefer to partake in the next round. How about yourself, Mr. Xue?"
The Weavile chuckled bemusedly and strode forward into the cell, much to the Luxray's chagrin. He assessed the situation and quickly decided it'd be far too awkward trying to take her pussy while Onyx was reaming her from behind. Instead, he tore off the rest of her vest, revealing her bouncing tits in a lacy white bra. He laughed again at that revelation.
"I swear, I will never understand what goes on in an Anthro's mind. You actually use these Human contraptions?" Xue said, in disbelief. Shawna merely glared at him as he ripped off her bra and stood back to admire her bust.
"Wow. That's really some nice fun-bags you've got there, toots. Such a shame they're wasted on you." He commented, before burying his face between her breasts and breathing in her scent. She grunted in disgust as he pushed her breasts together and rubbed his face in her cleavage. Onyx started thrusting slower, albeit even more roughly, into his 'sacrifice' to make it easier for his shorter comrade to reach the tall Anthro's chest.
"Oh, Arceus yeah, that's what I'm talking about." Xue groaned, now biting and licking the Officer's perfect breasts, causing her to shudder from the unwanted attention. "Get off." Shawna snapped at him. "I intend to." The ice weasel replied, not missing a beat. He breathed arctic air on her mounds then took them into his mouth, steadily freezing and thawing her frigid nipples. Shawna gasped loudly In discomfort, his treatment of her sensitive flesh causing her more pain then pleasure. Her hands were still free and she was highly tempted to strangle the demon so tormenting her, not letting go until his eyes burst from the pressure. Or even to lower her paws to her, so far, untainted pussy and try to derive some real pleasure out of this torturous punishment. But, her pride refused to allow her either option.
Onyx continued to fuck the cops cushy ass as the Weavile continued his assault on her furry bosom. The angles and height were all wrong for him to give his own prick a massage with her lovely mammaries. He wasn't even tall enough to try to kiss her, though why that would even appeal to him he wasn't quite sure. So he'd do what he could. He squeezed her luscious tits as hard as he could, being sure to include his claws in the action as well, then chuckled when he successfully got her to cry out in pain. Then, he drew her nipples into his icy mouth, suckling on them with all the passion of a baby trying to get the last dregs of milk from his bottle. Shawna's hand clenched into a fist but she used all her willpower to keep herself from throwing the punch she so wanted to. Much to her relief she was distracted by Onyx coming wetly in her tail-hole. Much to her disdain she found out her ordeal wasn't over.
The Weavile delivered one last nip to her heaving breasts, before stepping away. The NidoKing laid down in front of them on his back, his lengthy member standing proudly in the air. Onyx swiftly stood up, the Luxray's ass still wrapped around his cock, and he flicked her off of him. The move surprised her and she stumbled forward towards the next member of the AH team, falling onto the poison-types pole. Kun grunted in pleasure as his pride slid between her lower lips. He reached up and tightly grabbed her ass, pulling her down the rest of the way until her flower fully enveloped him. The electric-type policewoman was on her knees, straddling yet another bastard in this gang-rape, and not enjoying the dick in her hole one bit. She enjoyed the situation even less when the Alakazam approached from the sidelines.
"I suppose I will pick up where our esteemed leader left off." Doyle decided, moving behind the lady in the surprisingly large cell. His pupils glowed golden as he used his mental abilities to siphon away as much of the loose sperm as he could, not being a huge fan of sloppy seconds or messy sex in general. Then he deftly slipped his own penis, already stiff from the show his crew had provided, between her buttocks.
Shawna felt a moment of relief when she felt that the Alakazam's dick was a lot thinner and limber then the Tyranitar's. Unfortunately, her bum was still horribly sore from Onyx's assault. Her only reprieve is that the psychic-type seemed more interested in getting off on this, then making sure she suffered throughout it. He was being surprisingly gentle as he slid smoothly in and out of her dripping tail-hole. The Nidoking, unfortunately, was slamming into her cunny with abandon and vigor; crushing her swollen breasts against his ripped chest, and laughing in her face anytime she grunted in pain. Kun loved how her cunt squished tight and wet around a member that was only slightly smaller then his leader's, but perversely enjoyed having her impaled on him and utterly helpless all the more. Though she hated to admit it, Shawna actually found this round a lot more tolerable and even pleasurable. Though, it was pleasure that was tainted and unwanted.
~ Just......try to enjoy it. ~
Her superiors words rang in her ears. It was what he'd said when he'd realized what they had planned and that there was nothing he could do. How could he possibly expect her to enjoy being raped? That was the whole point of rape, wasn't it? It wasn't supposed to be enjoyed by the victim! But, looking at him, he seemed to be having little trouble with it.
The Nidoqueen was squeezing Drake's engorged penis with her impressive mammaries, and smiling lewdly when 'Frost-Bite' groaned at the feeling. The paralyzing effects of the Dragonbreath kept him from moving, though pain and pleasure were still as clear to him as crystal.
"Are you enjoying it, Chief?" Ila asked him, sensually moving her sizable breasts along his sensitive rod. Drake couldn't help but groan again, as those boobs felt far softer then he'd ever have expected from an earth-type. "Does it feel good?" She pressed.
"It feels quite good." Drake admitted, being too much of a gentleman to lie to a woman's face. "I trust, though, you realize that I'll find it hard to enjoy much of anything while my partner is in that state." He continued, nodding to Shawna who was getting gang-banged by 3 now. He grunted, the painful paralysis still effecting him. "You should really have your friends come after me. I can handle a lot more then Shawna, so you could punish me a lot longer then her."
Nidoqueen simply smiled, already knowing why he'd suggest such a thing. "That's really a tempting offer, but I don't see that happening. Mainly, as the guys over there have never shown any interest in boning other guys, even as a punishment. Only Onyx ever did, to my knowledge. Besides," She concluded, releasing his prick from her rack's imprisonment and gently straddling his head. "I kind of like having you all to myself."
Xue looked around, still more then eager to get back in the fray. But, now that the Luxray was servicing 3 she was officially full; hand jobs weren't enough for him and he knew he'd have to do most of the work anyway. He noticed that Nidoqueen seemed to be having a good time with the fallen Police Chief, so he decided to go check that out.
Ila was rubbing her rocky opening against Drake's maw; filling his nostrils with the scent of her essence. He was having a bit of trouble breathing with her practically sitting on his face and her smell was really getting to him, so he relented; figuring that if he wanted her off he'd have to get her off. A prospect he was appalled to find that he didn't fully object to. He'd never willingly admit it, but he really did find her Azure figure quite attractive. Being more then happy with his Luxray partner he did his best not to look at other women; as a general rule of thumb. But, with a seductive female quite literally in his face the usual rules did not apply.
Rather then waste time with too much foreplay, he decided that he'd show off his skill. He thrust his tongue fully into the poison/ground hybrids slit, twisting and turning and spinning his organ in her tunnel. He drew her sap back into his mouth, grudgingly admiring the sweet taste, but slipped back inside her, swirling around her puffed up clit, and pressing hard against it. He swallowed some more of her sugar, slid back inside her honey pot and sought out her g-spot. He swiftly found it and lapped against it like an over-eager puppy. She was quivering, moaning, and inches away from climax in mere seconds after he started.
Drake started sucking on her outer-lips as well, listening to her gasps and moans of pleasure and realizing she was close, before he was distracted by someone sitting down on his prick. He grunted as his member was forced into a very tight rear-end and tried to figure out who it was, not being able to see over the Nidoqueen who was still on him. Though the fact that his groin now felt chilly was a pretty dead give-away.
The Dark-Ice hybrid sat down on the Dragonite's pole and grimaced. "Oh wow. Maybe this wasn't such a bright move. I think that Mr. Frost Bite is even bigger then Sir Onyx." Xue stated, matter-of-factually. He tried to drop lower on Drake's rod but stopped, groaning in pain, when he could only fit about half of it in his tight ass. Nidoqueen turned around and stared at him in shock.
"You're a homo, Xue?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, Ila, I'm Bi. Can't be helped. Ever since that time Onyx 'punished' me, when I refused to join this group."
Onyx guffawed, remembering that time. "I'm not one to take no for an answer, I'll admit. But, you weren't supposed to enjoy it."
"Humph. One never knows what they'll enjoy till it happens. I don't think I enjoy this too much though." Xue admitted to himself, slowly sliding off of the Dragon's dick.
Drake couldn't say that he was Bi, having never been with another male before. He also couldn't say that he really enjoyed the idea of his first time with a male being with one of these villains, though he'd happily do it if it meant they would leave his partner alone. He would say however that the chance to punish one of them, even in his current predicament, was greatly appealing to him. Drake sent an order to his tail and was thrilled when it obeyed.
Xue was almost all the way off of the cock that had proved to be bigger then he'd expected, and more then he felt he could handle without some serious lube or something, when he found himself wrapped up in the Police Chief's tail. Before he could try to extricate himself Drake pulled him back down onto his member, thrusting himself fully into his ass.
The Weavile screamed in pain, as Drake's huge rod forced itself all the way up his narrow behind. He was an ice-type, but he felt like his bum was on fire. He found himself thankful that the Dragonite species didn't have knots, lest his rear tear open from that being forced into it too. But, even just this was stretching the small-bodied pokemon to his limits.
Dragonite smirked at the scream. His prick was in the extremely tight rear of an ice-type and, as such, was really starting to hurt him as well; despite the fact that his foe wasn't even actively using any ice-type techniques on him. But, whatever happened next he felt the Weaviles reaction was well worth it.
"One really shouldn't start something, if they're not willing to finish it." Drake quipped to his hostage, breathing heavily as he was actually starting to feel some pleasure from this. He then continued to service the Nidoqueen before him, instantly bringing her lustful moans back to the surface.
"You...bastard." The Weavile growled, still quite painfully impaled on the Dragon-type, and started readying an Ice Beam. Drake sensed the energy build-up and repeated his assault; lifting the Weavile up with his tail and slamming him back down even harder. The Weavile shouted at the sensation of his ass being refilled with Dragon-meat; his attack canceling out. It was quite clear at this point who was in control and Xue didn't like it one bit.
If he thought his crew-mates would lend him a hand though, he was clawing up the wrong tree. Onyx laughed out loud when the trapped Ice-type looked to him for assistance.
"It's your own fault, Xue! I've always taught you guys to never drop your guard around your enemies, no matter how injured they are. You see where it got me, don't you? I never saw that blasted Ninetales coming and ended up in jail because of it. This should teach you a lesson!"
The Weavile then turned to the Nidoqueen, who was looking over her shoulder at him. But, she just scoffed and went back to focusing on the pleasure she was receiving from the Chief.
"Don't look at me." Ila exclaimed. "Serves you right for 'butting' in in the first place!"
Drake chuckled at this exchange between he and his mate's assailants. But, in the next moment the 'Queen', seconds away from a powerful climax, lifted herself off of him.
"Are we finished here, then, your Highness?" Drake asked, in a voice that couldn't help but be suave. The hybrid pokemon merely gave a dark chuckle and turned around, so she was facing away from the Police Chief. She gazed down, lustfully, at him from over her shoulder and lifted her long and agile tail, giving him a great look at her goods; at the wet opening he was so recently tending to...but, mainly showing off her own anal entrance.
"Oh, I never said we were finished, Captain." She replied, in a voice that couldn't help but be lewd.
Drake grunted in disgust, clearly seeing where this was going. "Now hold on there, Mada-" His argument was swiftly interrupted as she squatted down on his face, grinding his muzzle against her rear. A powerful, Earthy musk; dark, nasty, but intoxicating at the same time, assaulted his nostrils as he was literally forced to kiss her ass.
Figuratively speaking, Shawna had her hands full. She was almost completely stuffed full of cock. The Nidoking, Kun, moved his hands from her curvy rear to her delectable thighs, thrusting into her cunt with all his strength so that she fell back along The Alakazam's, Doyle, member which was jabbing gently, but forcefully, between her buttocks while he leaned over her back and held her around the stomach. The pain and pleasure sensation was starting to become too much for her and she really didn't need anything else added to the mix.
"Well, well, well. Doesn't this look like fun." A female voice commented, next to the Luxray. Shawna looked up from her 'double stuff oreo' to glare at the 'Second-In Command' Flygon that had approached. Sauda just gave her a cute little wave and a sardonic smile.
"So tell me, boys, how is she?" The Dragon Fem asked of her partners in crime. The Telekinetic Gentleman rubbed the Officer's fit belly and dragged his tongue, sensually, along the back of Shawna's neck who grunted in disbelief.
"A truly impeccable specimen, if I dare to say so for myself." The Alakazam stated, continuing to pump into the newest sacrifice, despite having an audience. It wasn't the first time and he'd gotten quite used to it over the years. "For an Anthro, of course." He amended.
"Of course." Flygon agreed, snidely. "And you, King of Poison?" She asked, addressing the partner on his back.
Nidoking was gripping the Luxray's thighs hard enough to leave hand-prints. He was thrusting steadily between her lips, dripping in spite of things, with as much force as he could from his current position. It was still almost enough that he wouldn't be surprised if he eventually cracked her pelvic bone. But, that was hardly a major concern for him. The Policewoman was far tighter and felt far better than his wife ever did and he knew that her warm, squishy walls were going to bring him around any moment now.
"You've no idea, Sauda. You really have no idea." He insisted, pulling the Anthro even deeper onto him. "It's a shame that most 'normal' females don't feel this good."
"I'm so glad I'm enjoyed as it really means so much to me." Shawda commented, sarcasm practically dripping from her lips, as she wondered if the Flygon was actually getting off on this scene.
"Aww, but I haven't enjoyed you yet." Sauda pouted, to Shawna's shock. "I really want to, you know. I've been watching this for awhile and it's gotten me all riled up. You will help me out, won't you?" The Flygon asked, moving even closer. Before the Lightning Anthro could offer a heated objection, Ground/Dragon Hybrid grabbed the Officer by the back of her head and forced her face-first into her wet crotch. The Anthro tried to twist free and tell this wench exactly where she could stuff it and what with. But, the grip on her head was far too strong, and she realized that every single one of her assailants had proven to be far stronger than they actually looked. She also realized, more importantly, that the Flygon Vice was pressing her so far into her cunt that there was no air to be had, and Shawna started to get dizzy as her oxygen supply swiftly dried up.
Sauda moaned in pure pleasure as she lewdly grinded her wet lips into her fellow females face; her near gushing juices matting her fur and her swollen clit resting on the Luxrays nose. After a moment, when she felt nearly all of the officers fight give out she pulled away, Shawna gasping for air.
"Oh my, I'm so sorry!" She gasped, in a voice that sounded anything but. "When I get like this I just can't help myself and do a lot of things that I probably shouldn't in order to get off and bring myself back under control. It helps If I have someone willing to help me out, but I would never ask that of you. You....wouldn't mind, would..no, no, It'd never happen, never. I'll just have to think of some-....Oh dear, the urges. it's happening again." The Flygon stammered, instinctively bringing the Officer's head back between her legs.
"Stop, stop! I'll do it, I'll help you!" The miserable Anthro cried out. Her pride demanded that she not succumb to this humiliation; using her mouth to pleasure a female she hated when she'd never even done such to a female she liked. But, her desire to not be suffocated overrode it.
The Flygon Vice chuckled, darkly, as the once-proud Anthro Cop, willingly, put her face back into the Dragon's cunt and began pleasing her. "Ah yes, right there. That's much better, thank you."
Drake wasn't having much more fun on his end; his face half buried under Ila's luscious cheeks. His sharp-thinking had forced him to come to the same conclusion he'd previously had; if he wanted Her Highness off, he'd have to 'get her off'. Which was much more of an urgent thing this time around, in his opinion, given the circumstances.
~ I am so gonna regret this In the morning.... ~ The proud Dragon thought to himself.
Madam Ila moaned gently in pleasure as she relished this moment; sitting on the Dragon Chiefs face while he begrudgingly licked around her rim a few times and then thrust his tongue into the depths of her nether-regions. Her own mate hardly ever did this for her, though it had always been one of her favorites, and she was going to enjoy this treat for as long as it lasted. She swiveled her hips, his muzzle running along her bottom and the base of her tail, which curved sinuously around his head, and squeezed the wet appendage pressing between her buttocks. He grunted in disgust, being forced to get an even deeper taste of the female sitting on his face, but she ignored it; instead turning her attention to the trapped form of Xue.
Xue had decided that the best way to escape the Dragon Chief's stiff member was to make it a flaccid one. So, as much as it pained him in more ways then one he was actively getting the Dragon off; massaging Drake's heavy testicles and working his sore rump around his prick. Drake, more then accepting of almost anything that could distract him from his 'job' let the Weavile proceed; merely moaning softly as the 'stolen' pleasure coursed through him.
As was the Flygon. The Luxray was viciously eating her out, putting in work in order to get this ordeal over with as soon as possible. She may have never done this type of thing before, but what she lacked in experience she made up for in enthusiasm. She licked up the Flygon's cooch, left to right, slurping up whatever juices accumulated inside her tormentor. She put her tongue on auto-pilot and didn't give her brain enough time to decide whether or not it liked tasting 'Essence of Flygon'. She was sure she didn't want to know the answer.
Sauda had definitely had worse then this in her lifetime. The feeling of that tongue thrashing about in her snatch, of the Luxray's nose continuously nudging her swollen clit in her ministrations, and of the complete control she had over the officer got her wetter then the possibility of an orgy with a flock of well-hung Dragonite.
A thought that never failed to get her juices flowing.
Of course, she mused to herself, she could come close to fulfilling that fantasy tonight. She put a hand on the back of the anthro's head, pressing her face even deeper into her hot depths, albeit not deep enough that the officer would be unable to breath again. After all, having relations with the unconscious or dead was no fun at all. She'd tried it before. It was no fun at all.
Shawna's nose brushed against her captors clit again, the scent of a heated Flygon completely encompassing her nostrils, and she'd had enough. She focused all of her attention on Sauda's nub, drawing it into her mouth and sucking on it with all her might; attacking it viciously with her tongue from all sides and smirking in spite of things when the Flygon's thoroughly pleasured cries reached her ears. A moment later the Dragon/Ground hybrid came all over the officer's face.
The sound and sight of the Team Vice writhing in her throes of ecstasy triggered a chain reaction around the room. Officer Anthro Shawna flinched visibly as she was splashed, for the first time, with the spray of another female. The Alakazam, Doyle, felt her sexy sphincter tighten around his pole and groaned low before giving her orifice it's second dose of daily-recommended protein. The Flygon's cry triggered a distant and pleasant memory of the one time she'd allowed the NidoKing Kun to plow her and he pressed his entire body against Shawna's and filled her womb with his possibly poisonous particles.
The Luxray felt their sperm enter her and shuddered; the Flygon's flesh muffling her own, reluctant, cry of pleasure as she came. She made a mental note to eat an entire box of the pregnancy-preventing berries if they got out of this alive. Drake, to his mild chagrin, had been coming close and the cry of a female had always been one of his weaknesses in bed. The Dragonite groaned into the ass of the NidoQueen, Ila; triggering her own climax which splashed all over his chest, and came hard in the tight rump still wrapped around his rod. Xue grimaced as the Dragon seed quickly filled his narrow, Weavile, behind; normally a pleasant sort of experience for him but not under the current circumstances. The Police Chief's tail loosened from around him and he was finally able to pry himself off of the cock that had been forced up his rear for so long.
The Tyranitar leader laughed out loud.
Sauda fell on her ass, finally releasing the female officer from her clutches. That had felt most excellent and she was surprised the Anthro had it in her.
But she wanted more.
"Hey, Xue! You finally get that 'stick' out of your ass?!"
"Suck on my nuts, Bitch!"
"Not even in your dreams!"
Alakazam slid out of the Furry's rump with a satisfied sigh, before mentally cleaning himself up. The NidoKing pried her hole off of his pole and rolled her on her back, where she went without a fight. Unlike his Psychic Friend, however, he did not have the ability to just 'make' himself clean. But, there were alternatives to be had, he thought to himself, chuckling. Squatting low over the Antro he took a furry breast in each hand and gave them both a couple of firm squeezes, causing her to groan. He then slid his pride between her assets and began thrusting; using her luscious rack to clean himself off. Shawna was definitely not pleased to be used first as a fuck-toy then as a towel, but having no options available she lay there and took it; using the opportunity to instead wipe the Flygon's essence off of her face.
Ila, currently satiated, lay down near Drake and closed her eyes, knowing the others would rouse her when they were finished here. Xue, Dragonite sperm leaking out of his rear, was far from such. Knowing that Sauda would be livid if he damaged the dragon's 'masculinity' before she had a chance to take it for a spin, he instead approached Drake's side. Channeling his icy aura into his clawed feet he proceed to pummel him with a series of kicks; to which Drake replied with cries of agony.
"Stop it!!" Shawna cried. "Leave him alone!"
"Shut the fuck up, Bitch." Kun growled, removing his prick from her, now semen-coated, chest and shoving it into her mouth. She gagged at the sudden intrusion; his cock hitting the back of her throat. He grabbed the back of her head and began rapidly forcing it up and down his rod, groaning aloud at the feel of her wet mouth encasing him and her hot tongue loosely brushing against his member. "You'd better get used to the fact that we're In control here and you have no say in anything we do.
"Hardly a fair debate, seeing as it's impossible for one to have a conversation while another's mating utensil is in their mouth. It wouldn't surprise me to learn that such is the only way you could ever win an argument, Kun." Alakazam spoke up, watching from the side.
"You want to be in her position, Doyle!?" Kun countered, turning to glare at him, enjoying the sound of her choking as he continued to force his prick down the Antho's throat.
"Were the mere conjecture of trying something like that to ever dance across your 'brain' I would quite kindly remove your head and ever so gently shove it up your neigh-washed rectum. Admittedly, i'm still on the proverbial fence about precisely which head I would detach." Doyle shot back.
Kun merely growled before turning back to his work. Xue paused from his 'foot massage' to look over at the scene. He found himself getting hard again and realized that now he was probably more horny than angry.
"Alright, get up Kun." He ordered. "You've had enough fun and I'm itching for a turn."
"Fuck off, I'm in the middle of something. Like her top and bottom lips" Kun grunted, swiveling his prick around Shawna's mouth in example.
In response, Xue charged an Ice Beam in his paw and aimed it at Kun. "That wasn't a request."
"Punk-ass Bitch." Kun snarled, albeit eying Xue's hand warily. "Fine, I was done anyway." The NidoKing slipped out of the Luxray's maw, held her head up and, like Sauna before him, came all over her face. Tears of anger and humiliation brimmed Shawna's eyes but she refused to let them fall; instead using her mental focus to curse this 'mon and all like him to a bitter and well-deserved fate.
Shawna was finally relieved of the NidoKings presence when he got off of her, dragging his penis across her lips, and walked over to his own mate. The Weavile left Drake, who was quietly groaning from the most recent assault on his person, and walked over to the messy form of the female officer. He looked down at her and frowned.
"Doyle, do me a favor?" Xue asked of the nearby Alakazam, gesturing at the Anthro.
"Oh, I suppose I can. Though it'll mean you can't faint attack me for a month, as favors with me are always 2-way streets." The Psychic-type said, lifting his spoon and channeling most of the mess away. The officer had no qualms about being decisively less sticky, but didn't allow herself to fell too relieved over it. Who knew what sick depravities she'd be forced to endure next.
~ At least Drake isn't suffering anymore. ~ She thought, as her line of sight was filled with another of the hated ones.
Xue nodded his approval of Doyle's work before bending down and capturing the Luxray's lips in a fierce, crushing kiss, much to her surprise. He forced his tongue into her mouth and dragged it along her own, albeit briefly. It wouldn't do to have too much contact with something that had just been on Kun's member. Not that any of them were ever in fear of catching something from the other. They all made sure to stay healthy and get their regular shots. They were smarter then that.
He pulled away after a moment, sneering at her glare of disgust mixed with confusion.
"Questioning my intentions? Well, don't expect any more 'sympathy' from me. You begged me to stop pummeling your ass-hole of a boyfriend and I did. But, if you want that to hold then you'd best be ready to put in work for I'd be more then happy for the chance to return to my 'exercise' routine." Xue stated coldly, before crawling over her so that his dripping ass was in her face.
"Now clean this mess up!"
Onyx, still thoroughly sexed up from earlier, merely laughed while watching the proceedings, before turning to see what the rest of his crew were up to.
Drake was hoping that this painful and humiliating ordeal wouldn't last much longer, before his attention was directed to the pleasant sensation of a warm tongue lapping at his near-icy hide; coolly licking the pain away. He looked down and saw that the next assailant was to be the Flygon; whose deep and intelligent red-encased eyes, sleek green body with a supple tail, shapely ass and round, firm breasts he might have found alluring under different circumstances. She looked up at him and smiled.
"Feeling better now?" She asked in her most sultry voice, giving his side another long lick. He just glared coolly at her in response, remembering her most recent subjugation of his partner. Far from being offended she chuckled and sat up.
"Not in a talkative mood now, I see. Well, you're welcome anyway. Fortunately, I don't need you to be too vocal for us to have a little fun."
With that the Team Vice turned around and approached the Police Chief's nether regions, on her hands and knees, and proceeded to clean him off. Her languid tongue licked copious amounts of his seed off of his pale-orange member, enjoying herself immensely despite of where it'd recently been, and was pleased to hear him biting back groans.
Drake mentally cursed himself, for getting turned on again. This was the last female he felt like mating with, but he didn't have enough control over his own body. She licked and sucked and nipped like a professional and it wasn't long at all before his mast was at full height. Sauda was highly enjoying cleaning the dragon off, finding his seed to be delicious compared to all others she'd sampled in her life; which were merely tasty or tolerable. But, as soon as she noticed 'Jr.' in attendance she forced herself to stop so as to move on to the main act.
The Flygon Fem Fa-tale straddled the, still paralyzed, Male Officer. He felt her hand gently clutch the back of his head and then his view was completely filled with her gorgeous rack. She playfully rubbed his face in her cleavage for a bit, then swung around so she was facing away from him. He felt her slide down to straddle his waist and Drake could barely hold back a groan as he felt her settling against his member; pressing the head teasingly against her puckered tail-hole.
~ Hmmm. Which one, which one.... ~ Flygon thought to herself. ~ I think that position would be best. ~
Meanwhile, Kun was looking down at his mate and shaking his head in disbelief.
~ That's all it took to satisfy her? Is she saying the Dragon Chief is just that good? Well, whatever. I know I'm better then that hack. ~
The NidoKing knelt over Ila, spread the NidoQueen's legs, and thrust himself fully into her. The napping hybrid woke with a gasp of mingled pain and pleasure. He didn't even pause to let her become fully awake, but thrust heavily in and out of her, groaning lewdly in wanton pleasure. Ila couldn't help but moan as he took her like a bitch in heat.
"Dammit Kun, this couldn't wait till later? I was tired!" She complained in an odd moan/growl.
"You can be tired after the mission." He stated, his balls slapping against her rectum. "Right now you can shut up and take it." He leaned over, rubbed his face in her titties and drew a soft nipple into his mouth; biting down on her breast and drinking her milk. It was a little known fact that NidoQueen's chest plates were cream-colored because of the large amount of milk they carried in there. But, unlike with a Miltank's liquid, only Poison-types could safely drink it.
"Asshole." Ila panted, squeezing the invading member with her tight wall, much to her partner's enjoyment. "You're going to regret this later." She murmured, as they reached their peak.
The Flygon deftly slipped the Dragonite's cock into her wet clutch. He fought back moans of pleasure as that silky-warm snatch wrapped sensually around his poke-hood. She lent low over him as she bounced herself on his prick; sliding his sinuous tail between her tanned bust and lifting her own tail out of the way to give him a great view of her enticing backside. His sensitive tail felt every bit of the soft, firm heat that her lovely rack provided as she used it like a life-sized sex toy. He was entranced, albeit unwillingly, by her perfect bottom rising and falling with her every thrust. His more primal instincts urged him to grab that ass and tame it, preferably with his languid pole, despite the fact that he was still paralyzed and couldn't even if he wanted to. Sauda, for her part, was in heaven as what she now knew to be the 'biggest prick' was taming her wet pussy. Each downward stroke on the Dragon's steel sent quiver-inducing pulses of pleasure to her brain. The scaly tail trapped in her cleavage also felt wonderful, but between her thighs was where the real party was at.
Though things were hardly as fun for Luxray. Xue's rump rose and fell with each one of her, reluctant, deep licks and he panted lewdly each time. Though she normally enjoyed the taste of her mate's seed, that could hardly hold true for licking it out of a Weavile's ass. And it was in there deep. Her pride was all but shattered as she cleaned the ivory mess from her assailants tail-hole. It didn't help that every now and then he'd dunk his sack in her open mouth; tea-bagging the poor Anthro. It only added even more insult to injury and she could practically feel him getting off on it.
To her relief, he finally let her go when his ass stopped feeling like it'd recently had an enema. But it didn't last long. He lifted up her legs and bent them so that her knees were practically on her chest. Wasting no more time he spread her lower lips and deftly slid his penis into her. She noticed that his prick was nowhere near the size of NidoKings, but her weakened body still found great pleasure in it thrusting through her folds. She worked hard to keep any signs of enjoyment, other then a few grunts that could easily resemble pleasure or pain, from being shown by her, including one when she felt his claw penetrate deep between her ass-cheeks. No matter what she succumbed to she refused to let this break her, which she was certain was exactly what they wanted.
Drake was a moment away from cumming, when Sauda slipped her wet clutch off of his member. He didn't have long to regret this, however, as she took his wet dick in her hand and lined it up with her tailhole, before sliding down on it all the way. She grunted loudly for a moment, now seeing why Weavile had such a 'hard' time, but forced her body to move against him. Pleasure replaced the pain almost immediately to her immense enjoyment. His moan of satisfaction as his more primal side got it's wish was cut off when the seductress thrust her languid tail into his maw. He unconsciously sucked it as the unwelcome pleasure from his rod squeezing into that warm, tight ass; stretching widely and visibly around his dragon-hood, shot through him. Pleasure that was a lot more welcome on her end, as she joyfully squatted on his pole; moaning unabashedly.
Shawna cringed as Xue, who luckily hadn't lasted long in his lust, exploded into her cleft. Something told her that now that Xue had finished they were finally done with her and she nearly sighed in relief.

Though she would be probably need years of therapy, as well as Karate Lessons, to get over this ordeal. The Weavile panted happily for a moment as he rode out his climax, before finally pulling out of the Luxray.
"Thanks for the ride, toots. For an Anthro, you're not all that bad." He stated, wiping his cock off on her fluffy ass-cheeks.
"I do so hope you enjoyed your 'pleasure cruise'." The Cop retorted, sarcasm practically dripping from her lips. Weavile chuckled and gave her rump a sharp, dismissive slap to which she flinched, before walking over to hang with the Alakazam.
"Ugh! Um-mph! Ahhh! Oh!" Sauda vocalized as that dragon meat continued to pummel her tail-hole. She worked her rear around his length like a pro and both parties cried out in pleasure. Though Drake's conscious side argued that this was all wrong, his more primal side told him to shut up because it felt damn good. The steel-like flesh moving in and out of her crack felt superb to the Flygon, as did the warm and wet sensation of having this handsome male lavish attention to her sensitive tail. Even his own tail, still being held prisoner by her bountiful rack, felt great to her.
But, she wanted more.
So, releasing his tail from it's cushy cage she instead maneuvered it downward and swiftly plunged it between her lower lips. Both of them felt the new sensation of this double penetration and cried aloud as a shot of extreme pleasure filled their minds and drove them both to the ultimate heights; each of their vision being clouded by a sensational bright, white light.
~
"Forgive me, Shawna. For I have sinned."
"Forget about it, Drake. I came once or twice too, despite it being the last thing I wanted to do. I understand."
"I just hate being weak. I vow it will never happen again."
Shawna pondered over his words while her eyes couldn't help but wander to his rear.
(Flashback)
The Dragonite was staring at his own crotch. Drake was being held in such a way that his upper back was against the ground, paralyzed arms hanging uselessly over his head, and his ass in the air. Onyx was crouched low over Drake's rear, holding his beefy legs up in each of his muscular arms and keeping Drake's long tail out of the way with his own, while he plunged his rock-hard phallus deeply between his buns.
~ Urrgh! So...this is what it feels like. Can't.... say it's one of my favorite's. ~
Drake for the most part merely gritted his teeth as he was penetrated for the first time; the near razor-like cock violating his posterior. In this position he felt more helpless and utterly used then ever before and he found it quite humiliating. Even worse was the look on his mate's face, who looked like she wanted to scream for them to let him be, but feared a repeat from the last time she complained.
(End Flash)
"I'm.....sorry they did that to you." She muttered.
"No worries." Drake sighed. "At least now I can sympathize with what you went through."
"Anyway, I mirror those sentiments. I fully plan to train myself after this so I can take on any number of punks like that in the future, single-handed if need be. Speaking of them though, what do you think they're up to out there? Do you think they're planning something else?" The Luxray replied.
"More then likely. To be honest, though, I'm more worried for their next targets then for us. Those kids you told me about barely beat the Tyranitar before and now he has some serious back-up. I don't think we'll have time to warn them and I'm sure he's going after them next to exact revenge. It's what all the bad guys do in the stories, after all."
"What, those over-hyped 8-part movies based on 7-book series that the humans read their children at night? That's not always how it is in real-life."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm just saying. That group is messed up, insane, and capable of anything. After what they did here, I wouldn't put it past them to do just about anything."
Shawna pondered over his words while her eyes couldn't help but wander to his cum-stained face.
(Flash)
Onyx held Drake's head against his crotch as he fucked his face as swiftly and brutally as possible.
~ Hack! So....this is what it feels like. Can't... say I enjoy it much. ~
Drake for the most part just bore it and tried not to choke as the hard length in his maw repeatedly forced it's way in and out of his throat. Being forced to breathe in the musty odor of his assailants crotch while his mouth was used in this way was shamefully humiliating. Even worse was the look on his mate's face, who looked like she wanted to scream for them to let him be, but was afraid of a repeat from the last time she complained.
(End Flash)
"I'm.....sorry they did that to you." She muttered.
"No worries." Drake sighed. "At least now I can sympathize with what you went through."
Shawna was about to ask what their next course of action should be, when a loud explosion went off at the front door. More of which swiftly sounded off at the other exits, ensuring that there would be no way out or in for any parties interested. The building was now on fire. The explosion had caused a lot of the semi-old fashioned buildings wooden supports to shatter free and start falling. All of the light fixtures shattered and broke, scattering glass particles through the air. The electricity sparked and ignited all the nearby wooden supports.
"Damn those Bastards!" Drake growled, instinctively rolling onto his side in his bid to get up.
"What the- you can move?!" Shawna cried in surprise. Drake looked just as surprised as she did, however, realizing he was no longer paralyzed.
".....So I was right." The Dragon murmured.
"Right about what?!" The Luxray Anthro responded, thoroughly confused.
"Shawna, look out!"
The Police Chief's warning came too late as a piece of burning debris fell from the ceiling and struck her on the head; knocking the Police Vice out instantly. A larger piece of rubble starting to rapidly fall from the ceiling over her.
"Dammit!" The Chief cursed, activating the Extreme Speed bequeathed to him at birth. He flew over to Shawna and scooped her up just in time. Carrying her bridal-style in his strong arms, putting the pain In his joints and side at the back of his mind, he continued to fly around the crumbling building; looking for a way out.
~ The exit's have been blown up and blocked, including the side entrance. I'd rather not risk the narrow basement given the circumstances. The windows are all covered up by smoke now and in any case I could throw Shawna through one but I couldn't fit myself! Damn, how do we get out of here?! ~
Another piece of flaming debris fell down next to the tired and scared dragon, nearly clipping his left shoulder. A ray of moonlight shone on the floor in front of him and caught his attention. Looking up he noticed that a small piece of the burning outer roof had fallen away.
The roof.
The walls and ceiling of the building were designed to withstand any single Pokemon attack and he couldn't be positive that using a Hyper Beam in the doors wouldn't trigger another, worse explosion. If something went wrong there wouldn't be enough time for a second chance. The outside of the roof may be burning, but normally it was fire-resistant and the fire alone shouldn't have been enough to cause even a small piece to fall off. But, the roof had never been tested like this under intense cold and it was winter out there. Maybe the cold and the heat hitting the metal dome at the same time...
It was probably his best chance.
Concentrating, Drake channeled the frigid aura of the Ancients in his maw; firing an immense Ice Beam at the ceiling above him. The attack was far stronger then anything his patented Ray Gun could come up with, though it was a lot more taxing. But, he'd have time to be tired after this ordeal. The attack hit the ceiling and with a great shattering sound a large part of it fell away. Just large enough that he and Shawna could barely fit through.
It would have to do.
~
Moments later, the silhouette of a large dragon could be seen erupting from the roof of the famous police station. The police station was in ruins; the fire and explosions having reduced the once grand building to so much charred rubble. It was clear that if anyone had remained inside they would not have survived. The dragon, carrying the sole other witness to the night's horrors, alighted on the roof of a nearby grocer's to catch his breath and check on his passenger. Seeing that she was still alive and well, he turned his attention to the distant horizon where the one's responsible for all of this had vanished into. His mouth tickled and he moved to wipe off the fluids that was dripping out of it. Fluids that he already knew were dark-green in tint.
(Flash)
Sauda bent over Drake, moments after Onyx let him move away from his prick, and joined their muzzles together in a strong kiss. The Dragonite's eyes widened in surprise as the sexy Desert Lizard not only forced her affections on him again, but also a large amount of liquid from her mouth into his. The act disgusted him, but she shoved her tongue in his mouth and didn't pull away until he'd been forced to swallow it. A bit of the fluid dribbled out of his muzzle, but none of the other AH members seemed to notice the weird exchange. Sauda had merely requested to give the Dragon Chief the last, and best, kiss of his life.
(End Flash)
"I should have realized it sooner." Drake chastised himself.
~

( En Route to the Dance )
"So, why did you kiss that trash afterwords? You knew where he'd been." Xue asked of Sauna.
"Not that it's at all your business, but I just so happen to like Dragonite, as a whole, regardless of circumstance." The Flygon duly answered. "Besides, didn't you do the same with the Lightning Wench after Kun-"
"Yeah, yeah, shut up already!" Xue snarled, then mumbled. "At least Kun hadn't gone ass to mouth."
"Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, it's okay to go ass to mouth," Flygon argued.
"You NEVER go ass to mouth!" Xue insisted.
"Oh, do give it a rest." Doyle pleaded from the front of the van. "We'll be arriving before long."
Sauda let it drop and looked out the window with a sigh; thinking of the one that had inadvertently captured her heart.
(Flash)
"Dammit, I knew I shouldn't have trusted that Magikarp Salesman."
A lone Vibrava was currently and hopelessly lost in the deserts of Sinnoh. In her mouth was a supposed map of the desert. One that apparently, if one was vigilant and cunning enough, led to a vast and buried treasure. But, it might as well been a map of Atlantis for all the good it was doing her.
"Note to self: never trust someone who dresses like that. Damn, if that cactus doesn't look familiar. Ugh, smells familiar too, now I know i've passed it already. It's getter late and every single limb I posses is tired. Maybe I should turn back. I wish I was better at flying, this would be so much easier."
Next thing she knew, there was a ring of very sharp claws around her neck.
".....Note to self: don't talk to yourself so often. It makes it easy for people to find you."
The claws belonged to a group of all-male Anthro Sandshrew. They were tall and lanky like most humans, but everything else about them was pure Sandshrew. Some Anthro's, rather then living in civilization as humans do, went by the name Feral and lived in the wild as Pokemon do. These Sandshrew was a pretty infamous group of such.
Especially their claws. Great for digging, but better for assault.
"See here, boys?" The Leader said. "We've got ourselves one lost little pokemon. She has to be lost to be foolish and stupid enough to wander into our territory and not pay us tribute." There was a long and jagged looking scar along his cheek. If he'd won that fight, probably for leadership rights, she wondered how the loser looked.
"No one is allowed through here, unless they pay tribute." The Vice Feral Anthro Sandshrew seconded.
"Best believe that." A third FAS said, looking tough but also like he'd lost a fight.
"So, what say we skip the formalities and introductions and get right down to it. You look in a hurry to get on your way, little girl. The first of three payments accepted here is 100 Poke$."
The Vibrava was starting to turn pale. She'd spent all her money on that bloody map. After all, if she'd found the treasure she would have more cash then she'd know what to do with. The FAS Leader was smirking at her.
"I take it from your lack of response that you have no money. So, I suppose you'll want to know the second of three payments accepted?"
The Vibrava nodded earnestly.
"Food. 100 dollars worth of food. We of the desert have little use for the tools and technology of the human world, but all beings need to eat."
The Vibrava was starting to pale visibly. She hadn't brought too much food to begin with and had actually just eaten her last berry 10 minutes ago. The Leader's smirk grew more sinister.
"I take it from your lack of response that you probably ate the last of your food not too long ago. So, I suppose you'll want to know the third of the three payments accepted here?" He asked, while the rest of the five surrounding her could barely contain their glee.
Dear Ho-oH, how long have these guys been watching her?! The Vibrava gulped and hesitantly nodded once more. The Leader bent down and looked her right in the eyes.
"Slaves."
"No..." Vbrava whispered, backing away.
"Sex Slaves, to be precise and Servitude if you prefer."
"No." Vibrava murmured
"Males if necessary, but females are obviously preferred." The Leader continued.
"No!" The Dragon-hybrid exclaimed, louder, two of her captors grabbed hold of her.
"Yes. Since you're unable to give either of the first two tributes you will be our sex slave..."
"No!" The lone female insisted, struggling to escape and being flipped over onto her back.
"Doing everything we wish of you..."
"No!" She shouted, as one of the FAS who'd yet to speak pressed his member against her unguarded cunt.
"For the next 100 hours." The Leader finished.
"NO!" She screamed, as the Anthro Sandslash slammed into her. The Sandshrew Vice shoved his own, putrid dick into her mouth; heavily muffling her screams as they continued to hold her down and fuck her. She was instructed to suck and grudgingly did so. If only she knew something like Ice-Beam, then she might have been able to escape. She hadn't been a virgin, but the Sandshrew was far bigger then any of her past mates and was ravaging her dragon-hood with all the vigor of a male who hadn't been properly laid in ages. The Leader happily waited for his own turn, looking on as the last two guided her upper-most legs to their own stiff pricks and made the Vibrava stroke them off. They'd found long ago that doing the deed themselves often resulted in painful experiences; their sharp claws being of little use when it came to anything sexual.
"You can do better than that, Woman." The FAS Vice scowled at her, as he slid his cock in and out of her muzzle. "I'd advise you to put in work, unless you wish things to get....personal." He stated, caressing her cheek with his right claw.
Vibrava flinched and wrapped her tongue around his prick; licking it like it was her favorite candy. He started panting like a dog and thrust even more haphazardly into her mouth, so she knew at least one of them was enjoying themselves. For her It was anything but, and his member tasted like it hadn't been properly washed in over a week.
It got worse though when he stretched out over her, so that his head was above hers and she was staring at his midriff, and brought his hips down against her face and his cock into her maw with all his might, over and over; fucking her throat as brutally as possible. Her screams and chokes of pain were continuously cut off by the acrid prick that was lodged in her esophagus, fucking it raw, and she knew that her vocal objections were just turning him own even more. She couldn't see his expression, but he stared down at her between his front paws and smirked at the pain he was causing; thoroughly enjoying getting his rocks off at her expense. The bitch should have known better to come wandering in their territory and now she would learn the 'hard' way.
It occurred to the Vibrava that this wasn't the first time she'd been assaulted by an Anthro before, but it was the first time they'd ever gotten this far and they were the only kind of Pokemon that ever attacked her. She now officially hated all of them. It wasn't long before the SandSlash Vice came in her mouth. His seed tasted worse then he smelled, but she was forced to swallow it. Shortly after the others followed suit, until her womb was overflowing with earth-based semen and her used form was covered with their spunk; sticky seed all over her tail, stomach, backside, arms, legs and neck. She hoped for a moment that they would give her a breather, but instead they switched places and started abusing her again. This time the FAS Vice stood off to the side and watched as the Leader took his place; the enticing scene holding his full attention.
"My friend here tells me you're good with your tongue." The Leader said, sounding as if such a thing was a real rarity in these parts. "I'd like to find out for myself, if you'd be so kind."
The Vibrava steeled herself for another foul pole being stuffed into her face, but instead the Leader turned around and presented his ass-hole.
"I find it very to hard to keep myself clean down here, without inflicting serious bodily harm with these claws, and it itches something fierce. Do be a dear." He practically purred, smirking at her look of denial and utter disgust.
"Maybe I can help." An authoritative voice called out. The FAS Leader looked up and got a face-full of an Ice-Beam. It encased him completely and instantly.
"I hear that Ice can do wonders for itching." The voice said again, revealing itself to be a Male Dragonite, who was pointing a Weapons Grade, Official Police Ray Gun at the next Sandslash. They quickly scrambled to get away, but the ones who managed to dodge the Police Chief were swiftly taken down by the rest of the Force who'd had the place surrounded.
The Dragonite walked over to the Vibrava and knelt down beside her; checking her for any serious injuries. She looked in his eyes and was surprised by how much compassion and concern she saw in them. Far more then any Officer of The Law she'd previously met had ever shown.
"Get a medic over here, Stat!" He called out to his team, before turning back to the victim. "Don't worry miss, you're perfectly safe now. Everything is going to be fine. I just wish I could have gotten here sooner."
Whether then ask how he knew to turn up there, and if it had anything to do with the human who'd sold her that map, she asked him his name, as a field nurse gave her a shot for the pain and to help her sleep.
"Drake. Police Chief Drake, ma'am. Can I ask you yours, for the report?"
"....S.....Sauda." She murmured with a smile, before blissful unawareness claimed her.

(End of Flash)
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