A/N: This is a very mature story. Like most other fics on here, you should probably be in your late teens. Or just pretend you’re older, hehe.

First lemon =) Enjoy!

Play Date

Sora opened her eyes. She looked around nervously. Where the hell was she? When did she get here? She really couldn’t remember anything. She was sitting in a chair, and she couldn’t quite get her hands to move. There was something cold surrounding them.

“Hello?” she called in hopes of someone she knew would be there.

There came no reply. She sighed heavily. Ever since she returned to the digital world with Tai and Matt, weird things were happening. They were probably playing some big prank on her. She felt herself shiver from the cold.

“This isn’t funny!”

Again, no reply. She let out a humourless laugh.

“Okay, guys, you--”

“Oh, you’re awake.”

Sora spun around, but found it difficult. It seemed as though she was tied to the damn chair.

“Don’t you recognize my voice?”

This time the voice came from in front of her. She looked forward and saw nothing. Sora started to shake uncontrollably. The voice was familiar, but…

Suddenly, she felt something stroke her hair. She finally had managed to turn her head around and see nothing. Just what was going on?

“Who’s there?” she snapped, trying to sound brave. As she faced forward again, she became an inch away from LadyDevimon’s face. Sora screamed in surprise and jumped back. She would have fallen if the chair wasn’t bolted to the floor or something.

LadyDevimon let out a laugh. “Surprise,” she whispered in Sora’s ear. Sora shivered.

“What do you want?”

Before any reply was given, LadyDevimon kissed Sora and forced her to open her mouth. Sora was disgusted and tried to turn away, but the digimon wouldn’t let her. Desperate, Sora bit LadyDevimon’s tongue.

“Why’d you do that?” Sora asked as soon as LadyDevimon stepped back.

The evil digimon smiled wickedly and stroked Sora’s cheek. “It’s what I do, digidestined.”

Sora snapped her face away. “How did I get here? Why me? What’d I ever do to you?”

LadyDevimon stopped to think for a minute. The teenage girl raised an eyebrow. Sora and this digimon had never had a rivalry. Even Sora’s own digimon had never hurt LadyDevimon personally. What could she possibly want with Sora?

“Here’s the deal,” LadyDevimon answered. “You’re kidnapped from your friends. Obviously, they won’t suspect I have you. My goodness, aren’t you dim.”

“Why did you kidnap me?”

The digimon took out some duct tape and stuck a piece across Sora’s mouth and whispered, “Because you turn me on the most.”

Sora was stunned. What did she mean, turn her on? Like…sexually? Like…

LadyDevimon answered her mental question for her by spreading Sora’s legs and pulling down her skirt. Sora squirmed and wondered just what was going on. Why would LadyDevimon do something like this? It just didn’t make sense. And if it was anyone, wouldn’t it be Angewomon or Kari?

“I want you to relax,” LadyDevimon said softly, lightly scratching Sora’s leg.

Sora refused and continued to move in a desperate attempt to keep her skirt on. LadyDevimon reacted the opposite way as Sora wanted; LadyDevimon stuck a long nail inside of Sora’s pale leg. Sora winced in pain.

“I want you,” she repeated, softer this time, “to relax,”

Sora felt her eyes water up. She was so confused, but stopped squirming.

LadyDevimon pulled down her skirt and found white panties. Sora had to close her eyes. Was this rape?

Suddenly, Sora felt strange feelings. She looked down and saw LadyDevimon licking her vagina. She tried to move around again, only to receive another stab, this time higher up. She stopped and tried to focus on something else. As her muscles began to relax, she suddenly realized how pleasurable it felt. She smelled something odd and wondered if it was coming from the digimon’s mouth.

A moan somehow escaped from Sora’s lips. She didn’t know how--it was as if she couldn’t control herself. Whatever the wicked witch was doing, it sure felt good. Sora tried as hard as she could to make it look like she wasn’t enjoying it at all.

LadyDevimon started to massage Sora’s thighs. God, it felt so good.

Suddenly, some sort of liquid began to come out of Sora’s vagina as she moaned loudly. She had never felt something so…amazing.

LadyDevimon licked every single bit of the liquid and smiled at Sora, stripping off the duct tape from Sora’s mouth. “You like that?”

“What did you just do?”

“It’s not important, but this isn’t over yet.”

Sora began to panic. “What’s…what’s next?”

“I bet you’d like to know,” the digimon whispered mysteriously. Sora tried to get her heart to beat slower.

“Can you get this thing off my hands?” Sora stressed, struggling to even move them.

LadyDevimon laughed and didn’t reply. Sora took it as a no.

“We’re not even close to done. I’m sure you’re glad to hear that.”

Sora let out a small groan. She slowly close her eyes and was slapped very quickly.

“Don’t even think about falling asleep! Those drugs should have worn off hours ago!” LadyDevimon muttered something about a punishment. Suddenly, she smiled and picked up a whip from the floor. “You know what I just did to me? You have to do the same to me.”

“But…but I’ve never done it before!”

LadyDevimon walked to the back of the chair and unlocked something. Sora felt her hands free and immediately grabbed her bleeding wounds on her leg. LadyDevimon walked back to in front of Sora and licked the cuts. Sora winced again. The digimon unlocked something on the teenager’s feet. Then the witch threw Sora off the chair and sat down herself.

“Go,” she demanded.

Sora looked up at her, confused.

“Well, what are you waiting for?” LadyDevimon snapped, whipping Sora’s bare arm. “Go! Take off my pants, lick me! Do you want more punishment?”

The redhead immediately obeyed and unbuckled her belt. A few moments later, she was face-to-face with LadyDevimon’s vagina. LadyDevimon took off her mask and revealed a much better-looking face than Sora was used to.

Sora slowly began to lick the wet vagina, unsure of what to do. The liquid didn’t taste to good, forcing her mouth to stop uncontrollably.

LadyDevimon let out a few tiny moans here and there, but there was no clear satisfaction.

Sora backed away. “I can’t do this,” she muttered, feeling to urge to puke.

LadyDevimon nodded slowly. “You could continue with this or we can try…something else. You won’t have to do anything.”

Sora began to like that idea. “We can try it.”

LadyDevimon removed herself from her chair and wordlessly ripped Sora’s shirt off, revealing only a white bra. “I’ll be right back.”

The young woman looked around once again, wondering if she could make an escape. Before she could find a door or window, LadyDevimon was back with something that looked like a long cylinder.

“What’s that?” she asked curiously.

LadyDevimon smiled once again. “Wouldn’t you like to know. It’s twenty inches long. That’s the only thing that’s important.” She stared at Sora with a hungry look in her eyes. “Ever had sex, digidestined?”

“Sex? No…why?”

Sora mentally kicked herself. She had just walked right into the evil digimon’s plan.

“Oh, good!” LadyDevimon cried, inserting half of the thing inside her. “Don’t worry…I’ll be gentle with the dildo.”

Sora was confused, but LadyDevimon stepped on her back, forcing her to lie on her back. LadyDevimon then got between Sora’s legs and licked up her stomach. “Remember, Little Girl…just relax.”

Sora was crying uncontrollably. Then She felt the other half of the dildo inside of her, ramming in and out. It was a lot bigger than it seemed, and Sora was torn between pain and pleasure. She screamed as loud as she could, which had caused LadyDevimon to crash into her harder. LadyDevimon had no problem feeling pleasure--she had obviously done it before. Suddenly, the evil digimon stopped while their hips her touching, indicating that the thing was all the way inside Sora.

“Say my name,” LadyDevimon demanded, slowly pulled out and slowly pushing back in.

“Why?” Sora whimpered.

“ ‘Cause I’m not going to stop moving this slow until you do.”

Sora moaned out loud in pain. “LadyDevimon.” she said quietly.

“I can’t hear you,” the witch snapped, entering even slower into the teenager.

“I don’t wanna say it!” Sora screamed.

LadyDevimon shrugged and twisted the dildo for some reason. Suddenly, Sora felt vibration throughout her entire body. It made the slow movement hurt even more.

“Oh, LadyDevimon!” she cried, as if a reflex, pretending to be please. “Oh, Ladydevimon!”

“Now you have to beg me,” LadyDevimon replied, still going slower. “And you should probably call me Mistress.”

“Please stop,” Sora said quietly, crying more than before.

“This thing ain’t gonna stop just because you want it to.”

“Oh, yes, Mistress!” Sora cried again. “Oh, keep going, Mistress! Pleeeeeease, go harder, I’ll do anything!”

Although all of the things said were lies, LadyDevimon rammed faster and harder, still keeping the vibration on.

“Please turn it off.”

LadyDevimon shook her head. “Beg me.”

“I’ll do anything!”

“Anything?”

LadyDevimon turned off the vibration but continued pushing into Sora, and soon enough she had cummed.

“Wanna get that for me?” LadyDevimon asked innocently.

Sora gave a dirty look. LadyDevimon snatched Sora’s red hair and pulled her face towards her vagina. “All you have to say is ‘yes, Mistress’.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Sora muttered, but hesitated to do anything.

“Didn’t you say you’d do anything if I turned the dildo off?”

Sora didn’t reply. LadyDevimon nodded and stood up. “I’ll see you later for your real punishment.” Before the witch walked out of the room, she said, “Oh, and if your little friends save you, don’t think I can’t come back.”

Once Sora was alone, she rushed to get her clothes back on. She saw a few drops of blood on the floor and swore out loud. A few minutes later, she heard,

“Sora?”

She spun around and saw Tai and Matt, looking at her with concern. “LadyDevimon?” Tai asked.

“How long have you been here?”

Matt shrugged. “Ten seconds. C’mon, let’s get out of here.”

Tai smiled. “She didn’t hurt you or anything, did she?”

Sora thought for a second. “No,” she lied. “Not at all.”