Enslaving Princess Abigail

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As the haughty Princess Abigail walked through the archway to her private quarters in the underworld castle she felt a pinch in her arm. Unconcerned she casually looked down only to notice what looked like a small dart. Before she could react she fell to the ground. Her arm went numb and her body became limp. She could feel herself slipping under as the dart took its effect. With her vision blurring someone appeared standing above her.

The ominous figure uttered, “I’ve been admiring you for a long time,” as it kneeled next to Abigail. The stranger then ripped off Abigail’s entire garb in one quick motion, running its fingers from Abigail’s ample breasts to her tight pale blue stomach, then the intruder reached down even further as it grasped each of Abigail’s dual cocks which laid gently halfway down her thighs. Finally it whispered in Abigail’s ear, “Now we’ll finally get acquainted.”

Abigail later awoke, still dazed from her attack and completely stripped bare, aside from a lavender scrunchie holding her shiny white hair in a ponytail. Her vision hadn’t returned yet. She could feel the damp, sticky floor below. Her hair and body were soaked as if she had some kind of warm liquid poured over her. Abigail heard chains rattling and someone in distress. It was a continuous gagging and slurping noise only halted by the sound of a woman panting. Her eyes began to clear. She noticed thick black bars surrounding her, she could tell the room was small, with several sources of light cascading from the ceiling. Immediately reality set in, she was imprisoned. Abigail quickly reached towards the bars in anger, but before she could she noticed what had been making the noise.

Across the room were two unclothed women. One of them was sitting on a throne, forcing the other to perform a blow job. Abigail’s gaze was locked to this demon-like entity on the throne. She had caramel colored skin, green catlike eyes, and jet black hair held in a bun by two horns protruding from her scalp, a few tendrils of hair gently draped across her forehead. Her body was adorned with silver jewelry. She was muscular yet feminine, with the largest breasts Abigail had ever seen, the mysterious woman’s arms flexed as she held the other girls head forcefully on her lap, while her abdominals glistened und