Kronii love
Okayu and Kronii are tied up in the back of your van wearing nothing but these shirts and tape around their wrists and ankles.
They're both crying and begging for you not to hurt them.
What do?
After escaping the city limits, you parked yourself on a service road just outside a local suburb. The sides of the van you jacked had been stenciled with the name of the city along with "maintenance" underneath the lettering. It wouldn't suspicious for it to be here at night.
"Alright!" You scuttle over from the drivers seat back towards the doors, the two huddled figures shivered in terror at your approach.
These beautiful young women you had just abducted were well dressed tourists who were enjoying the sights, you were driving around bored found yourself captivated by their beauty. violently taking them into your ride and knowing theme out, stripping them to only their dress shirts.
The one on the left was the chunky one, pink-purple hair with nice fluffy cat ears, her face fat but cute with purple eyes. Her long bare legs shaking as your greasy hands slide over them.
The one to the right was a slender, with a tall angular face and luscious black hair. Her blue eyes stained with runny mascara around it.
Both had amazing bodies, full and meaty breasts that were designed to be violently groped for a rogue such as yourself.
"Now, before begin. I would like to say. Among the two of you, the one who cums the hardest I keep, while the other I sell." You speak loudly and slowly, as if you were talking to children. You had no idea where these bitches were from so you were backed up your words with some gesticulating. Their horrified muffled screams didn't really give you an answer.
You didn't come fully prepared so you needed to improvise, you scourge around a nearby toolbox and cried eureka as you took out a screwdriver. The girls eyes widened as they saw the tool in your hand.
You grinned, you were close to jamming in the tip, but decided against it. You wanted their cute pussies more or less undamaged. So you flipped over the screwdriver and stuck in the plastic handle in first inside the pink haired one.
"UMPH!" She squirmed, legs thrashing around madly as you plunged the screwdriver inside her cunt. You plumbed the depths of her pink orifice crowned with a nice lovely field of soft purple pubic hair. You hold her down, your other hand pushed her chest down, molesting an exposed breast.
Her blue-black haired compatriot let out a muffled scream, crawling back towards a corner of the van. Looking on with horror at your assault.
Your dirt lips start planting sloppy kisses over the fat cat's body. Her tail failing around as you violated her. The tears in her eyes gushing out and you could see the whites as her irises shot up from the intense pleasure. A good 30 minutes later and you extract the screwdriver out.
The entire handle was slick with girlcum, You slide a finger across it, it gets coated instantly. You look down at the panting and defeated form of the purple cat. Her head lolling backwards as her entire body seized up with orgasmic rupture.
Yeah she was definitely the winner, but you were a fair man. You'd give the other girl a shot.
You lick the mucus off with your tongue, and then use her shirt to wipe out the excess.
"UMMMPH!AHHHMPH!" The blue-black haired beauty raised her bound hands up, trying to shield herself as you approached.
You seize her by the hair, her blue eyes wide open in despair and animalistic frenzy. You force her legs wide apart, her bushy and pink vage exposed to you, lubricated with pee, but you could tell she was a lot drier than the purple haired neko girl.
Oh she was not playing, she was fighting for her life. She managed to land a kick to your sternum that took the breath of your lungs for a second or two, but by then the adrenaline kicked in and you got angry.
You finally forced her done, her growls of defiance giving way to a pained whine as the screwdriver sunk deep inside.
You were not gentle, she gave you way too much trouble for you to be a nice guy. You outright jostled the screwdriver like you were using a joystick while playing battle toads. She was screaming the entire 30 minutes you had spent tormenting her.
You take out the screwdriver. Just as you had expected, the handle wasn't coated enough. It was a lot more slick, more piss from fear than cum from orgasm.
But yet you could not decide. She stares you down, her blue eyes staring at you with a mix of hatred and fear.
You didn't want to sell either of them. The purple haired fat cat would've been a good fuck. The blue-black haired gook would've made a good toy to break.
What to do what to do