12-14-2010, 10:48 AM
The Renamon whimpered softly, moaning and humping against him when he stopped. Her mind was already nearly gone, replaced by the drug induced lust. Even then, though, she still had a mind, and a new problem. Either way, she would be submitting to him, broken, inferior, it defeated the purpose of not being fucked to admit he was her better. She panted for a few moments before shaking slightly and looking up at him. "Y-You are better..." She whispered. "You are a better slave...you are the better slave...please...fuck my pussy..."