Disclaimer:
I don’t own Bandai, Toei or Digimon cause if I said I did I’d be getting my ass
grilled in court right now. Anyway, this is a torture fic with tentacles
(D-Reaper to be precise). If you don’t like that or or under 17, you might just
want to close this story right now. Enjoy!
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Innocence
Denied
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She knelt in her yellow shirt and green jumper amongst the thick orange cables
of the menace she was powering with her guilt, sadness and despair. “None of
this would have happened if it wasn’t for me. Maybe I shouldn’t have been
born.” Her depression kept building up inside. She was teetering on the edge of
suicide in the depths of her darkened heart. “Stop saying things like that,
culu! It’s not your fault! It’s the D-Reaper’s!” Culumon was panicking,
screaming to Juri to believe she’s not the problem. He had to get her to
understand. If he didn’t, she’d die. “No, it is my fault.” Culumon fell against
the cables. What else could he do? Well, he knew that if he didn’t do something
soon it was bye-bye Juri for sure!
Juri pulled the dog sock puppet from her purse. She slipped it onto her hand
and began talking in a high- pitched tone through the
inanimate creature. “It is her fault. It’s her fault and no one else’s. She’s
the reason all these bad things keep happening to all her friends. She
shouldn’t have friends. She’d just lose them like Leomon. Just like her mother!
She should just be killed so no one else gets hurt.” Culumon was shocked at
what he was hearing. This wasn’t the Juri he had met so long ago. Not the Juri
who had held him and given him cream puffs. In fact, this was not Juri at all!
He had to bring his real friend back before it was too late. “It’s time!” She
took the puppet and began to strangle herself with it. That was the last straw.
Culumon jumped for her arm. “STOP IT!” He grabbed the puppet from the
brunette-haired girl’s arm. “Don’t listen to that stupid rag, culu! You’re Juri
Katou. You’re Takato’s friend. You’re Lee’s friend. You’re Rika’s friend.
You’re MY friend! You have to listen to me, culu!”
Juri was in total awe. Why was he trying to save someone who just caused pain?
It made no sense. “Please, Juri.” He started ripping the cables from her
emotionally hurt body. “Juri, so many people care about you, culu. Me, the
others, your dad, even Impmon. Snap out of it and see the truth. You’re loved
by so many. This is D-Reaper’s fault, culu. It’s the reason you don’t want to
live. Come back, Juri. Think of what Leomon would want.”
“Le..omon.” Juri’s heart filled with a deep hope that
moment. She realized what Culumon was trying to tell her. “You’re..right.” Culumon kept pulling cables and paused. “What?”
Juri stood up and started pulling cables from herself. “You’re right! C’mon,
let’s get out of here. I have so much to live for! This isn’t my fault. It’s
this..this..this thing’s!”
Culumon’s ears extended and a big smile formed across his face. “Thank you,
Juri, culu. Thank you.”
A huge roar screamed across the program’s mind. The cables came back to life
and grabbed Juri and Culumon and pulled them away from one another. Juri was
screaming to be freed. Then she heard her voice. “You must be punished for
knowing the truth. You must be filled with guilt, sadness and despair.” Juri
wriggled against the strength of the cables. “Stop it! Stop using my voice! Let
us go!” The cables tightened. “You must not be freed. If we free you, we will
destroy you. You must stay and power us so we can destroy both worlds. Then we
will destroy you. You will die either way.”
“Stop! You’re not me! Stop using my voice! I don’t care what happens to me. I
won’t let you win!” The cables surrounded her more. “But we have already won.
It is almost over. There is no hope. You will be punished now. You will come
back to us.” The cables tightened and shredded her jumper and shirt from her
skin. The cables became pleasantly warm and started snaking their way around
Juri’s body. “What are you doing to me!”
“This is your punishment. The Digimon will also be punished by having to watch
the whole experience because of his attempts to free you.” Juri looked up at
Culumon, who was crying in sadness. This thing only wants to create pain and
misery in every living thing. The cables around her legs began to move and
spread her legs apart. “No, not this. Please, not this!” The cables tightened
again and ripped away her bra and panties. She was now completely naked and
about to have her innocence taken. She began to cry as the cables moved around
her developing breasts. It had felt so good, but so wrong. This was the worst
punishment she could think of. She moaned against her will. It was so
invigorating. “Stop this…It’s not..right..” She moaned as the cables moistened.
Her body tingled as the cables circled around her delicious tits. Her pussy
became wet with anticipation. “Noooo…Pllleaassseee, nnnoooo.”
“You will succumb to D-Reaper. Whether you want to or not.” It said. Culumon
stared at the tortured Juri. “NO!” He screamed, trying to divert his eyes from
the horrific sight. “Stop! It’s too much, culu! I can’t take it! Let her go!
Let her go now, culu!” The cables pulled him tighter as he began to writhe
free. “Heck, let ME go, too!”
“Your cries are pointless. You will not be freed, no matter how much you
scream.” Juri squeezed her eyes shut as the cables continued to circle her
maturing mounds of flesh. Then a new feeling came upon her. The cables below
her waist started exploring the outer walls of her labia. “Oh, god. Oh, GOD!!!”
It was a feeling she had never felt before. A wave of excrutiating pleasure
wrapped around her mind. “Ohhhhh..Goooodddd..” One of the cables stopped and
went further into her. The pleasure was increasing. The cable continued to
squirm through her womanhood until it stopped at her hymen. A deep, monotonous
laugh filled the room. “D-Reaper commands your innocence be denied.” The cable
backed away for a minute, then thrust through her virginity. She screamed in
agony as the pain collided with the pleasure. D-Reaper had won.
More cables moved away from the outer walls of her pussy and further into the
newly revealed part of her body. Culumon started crying from high above.
“Why-y-y? Why do you want to torture us?” The cables tightened around Culumon
as he continued to try to squirm out of D-Reaper’s grasp. Tears flowed down his
face down his belly and feet. “Sto-o-op it.” He choked out. He was in so much
agony for his friend. “Sto-o-o-op!” He stilled writhed against his pain. He
wouldn’t give in to D-Reaper. Not ever.
Juri, however, was just about to give in. It had taken the one thing she so
wanted to keep. “Give in, Juri Katou. You cannot win.” Tears streaked her
porcelain skin. “NEVER!” Then the cables paused. “You leave no choice. The job
will be finished in all it’s wonderful torturing glory. Juri cried at the
heavens as the cables resumed their exploration, moving in and out of her wet
cunt. One found her clitoris and wrapped around it squeezing it. “God, no! Stop
this! Stop this right now!” The cables slowed as pleasure filled all creavases
of her delicate mind. “No! Stop! For the love of God, Stttooopppp!” She reached
her climax and hung their as the cables stopped.
The pressure was killing her. “Now you will release.” She was a slave to it.
She would have to do what it wanted. Otherwise, she would die with pleasure.
The cable around her swollen clitoris tightened as all her pleasure was
released as her cum shot over the cables in an extremely strong orgasm. As she
gained composure, she realized it had won. The cables let go of the two as the
fell into the cable-laden floor. She grabbed her clothes and hurriedly put them
on. Culumon hugged Juri. “It won’t win, Juri. It won’t, culu.” Juri fell back
against the cables. “I hope so, Culumon. I hope so…”
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Two hours later
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“Juri?” Juri fluttered her caramel-brown eyes and looked sadly at Culumon. “Why, Culumon?” Culumon looked weirdly at her, scratching his head. “Juri, what are you talking about?” Juri’s eyes began to fill with tears of pain. “Why did it take me? Why? Wasn’t it good enough it had my pain and sadness?” Culumon started shaking, worried about his friend. “Juri? Please tell me you’re not going to be sad again!” Juri started sobbing. “What’s to be happy about! We’re never going to get out of here! The world’s going to end and…and…AND I WAS JUST RAPED BY A PSYCHO COMPUTER PROGRAM!” Juri took her fists and started slamming them into the fiery orange tentacles. “WHY? YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT? WHY!!!!!!!!” The orange cables started shifting again. Culumon saw this and started poking the angry pre-pubescent girl. “Juri?” Juri kept banging on it. “ARE YOU SO BLIND! HUMANS MAY FEEL PAIN, BUT NOT ALL THE TIME! YOU CAUSE WHAT YOU HATE! DON’T YOU SEE THAT?!” Now the tentacles were in full motion. Culumon stood still like a statue. “Juri?!” Juri fell against the wall of the monster. “Not now, Culumon.” Culumon grabbed Juri’s arm and yanked it. “YES! NOW!”
Juri blinked and looked where Culumon was pointing. The wave of tentacles was approaching them. Juri screamed. “Not again!” Yes, again. The wave of burning digital cords clenched them and pulled them high up, spread-eagle form. “Why are you doing this?!” The D-Reaper simply laughed. “You simply do not understand, Juri Katou. D-Reaper has only taught you a lesson, but as you can see, you are causing D-Reaper for your pain when you should be blaming yourself. The D-Reaper thinks another lesson is in order, only this time, the Digimon and you shall be punished much more severely. The cables thrust them out of the cable-covered poles they had been raised against and Juri’s clothes were ripped off once more, only more furious than before. They were shredded now. All of her clothes; her jumper, her shirt, her panties, gone. “You asshole!” She shrieked as it started rubbing her developing breasts and still-swollen flower. “I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!” No matter how much she thrived or screamed, her body would still react to the feelings of pleasure it was causing. So she became wet.
Culumon began to cry yet again. “Why do you hate us, D-Reaper! Why?!” But this time instead of simply suspending Culumon, it did more. Much more. One of the cables slithered slyly across Culumon’s left arm before snaring it. “What are you doing, culu?” Culumon was afraid now. Very afraid. The cluster of CGI snakes holding him in place moved him closer to Juri. Closer and closer with every breath. Juri’s eyes widened as the tentacle extended his arm toward her aching slot. “No…” She whispered. “Not that. Anything but that!” Culumon winced as the cable motioned his tiny white paw onto her slit. Juri knew exactly what it wanted to do, and this was sure to be worse to the both of them before by far.
The cable continued pulsating moving the frightened Calumon’s arm around the moist opening slowly. Soon Culumon felt very relaxed. This was definitely a new feeling for him. “I’ve never felt like this before.” He muttered slightly. Juri opened her squeezed eyelids and spotted Culumon. Something seemed to be bursting out of him. Some sort of small purple stick. She squinted to see it easier and gasped. “A penis!” Culumon looked down and saw it too. “Is that what that is?” Juri tried to break her hands free and get Culumon. “Culumon! Don’t let your penis go into me! Please!” Culumon nodded, but still found his arm circling the lips. Juri fought back moans as the furry arm was thrust further in. “Cu…lu….mon…” D-Reaper seemed to stop and pulled out Culumon’s wet sticky arm. “Is it over, Juri?” The tentacles began squirming again. Juri shook her head. “No, Culumon. It’s not over.” This time the cables flipped Culumon into a Superman-like position. Face to face with Juri’s yearning velvet vice. The smell of it enticed Culumon as his digital dick became bigger and longer with every whiff of desire. “Juri…you smell so good…” Juri bit her lip, forcing herself not to scream. Culumon closed his eyes and licked her left pussy wall. The taste was like nothing he had ever had before. It was gooey and salty and sweet. “It tastes so good, Juri.” He stuck his tongue back in and continued to lick her clean. Juri fought the temptation, but soon gave in. Moaning with every lick of the small child digital creature’s every lick. “Culumon…oh Culumon…” This was wrong and she knew it, but she couldn’t fight anymore. She was so weak already. She shut her eyes and embraced the painful pleasure.
Culumon started sucking and licking faster than ever. Juri’s back started arching as screams and moans filled the air. “CU..LU..MONNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!” She filled to the brim and burst her feminine love juice on the small creature’s face. It licked it off it’s face and was flipped upside down then raised to Juri’s eye level. The D-Reaper spoke yet again. “Now suck the digimon.” Juri turned her head away from the horrific request. “NO! Culumon’s my friend! I won’t do it! Do you hear me? I WON’T!” The D-Reaper only laughed. The cables swirled around her head and twisted it to face the purple member. Another cable moved up her chin and latched onto her mouth forcing it open. Culumon’s joystick was then placed in Juri’s mouth as the tentacle snapped it shut. She squeezed out tears of pain as she slowly began to suck on the schlong of her friend. Crying all the while, like a whining baby with a pacifier in it’s mouth. She had no choice anymore; and to think she thought it was bad before this.
The sucking continued as the small digimon started squeaking and shaking under the heavy waves of ecstasy. He held as long as he could but still ended up orgasming, shooting his digital seed into the tortured brunette’s mouth. She swallowed it reluctantly, crying with each gulp. When it was all gone the D-Reaper removed the cable from her mouth. She started panting, gasping for breath still not quite sure what had just happened. Then it truly hit her. She gave a blow job to her only friend as of right now. She didn’t have time to cry, as the two of them were flipped over once again.
“What are you doing now, you techno-ass?!” The D-Reaper spoke yet again in her voice. “Finishing it.” Culumon and Juri were thrust at each other and since Culumon’s wang was still there and still hard, he pierced Juri’s pussy. “Oh God!” Juri started wriggling. She couldn’t do this. She just couldn’t. The cables started slithering all over her hardening tits. She let out soft moans yet again, though she tried not to show her body enjoyed this. The tentacles started tightening on her breasts and the pleasure kept building. Culumon was being pulled in and out on her as if he was really fucking her, even though she knew he was only a puppet to this monstrosity.
Ecstasy filled the air as Juri and Culumon filled at the brim with love juices. D-Reaper continued speeding up the motions causing them both to feel intense pleasure. Juri was still wriggling, but now it was because of her extreme erotic feelings. Moaning with every slight touch, she thought she was going to burst. D-Reaper snickered as one of the tentacles slowly made it’s way down to her ass. “Ohhhhhhhh.OOOOhhhhhhhhhhh….” Juri’s moans filled the room and Culumon’s followed almost immediately. The cable near her hole paused and almost immediately after, seemed to impale her as it thrust in. The quick sharp feeling caused Juri to release causing Culumon to release in turn. Juri’s slit grabbed hold of the purple stick, squeezing it for every bit of digi-cum it had. Culumon squeaked as she kept pulling him in. He thought he would completely be sucked into her when the vibrations slowly faded. The cables unwrapped themselves from the two victims and dropped the to the ground.
Juri only laid there, completely and utterly scarred mentally for life. Culumon made her way over to her, stumbling and tripping over the cables. He hugged Juri’s head. “I’m sorry, Juri. I’m sorry.” Fresh tears came to her eyes as she took Culumon and held him in her arms. D-Reaper had hurt them in the worst possible way. Now she only lay amongst the fiery orange cables, praying that this demonic psycho would be destroyed. She and Culumon fell asleep in each other’ arms hoping this would all be over soon.