The Wyverian's protest was muffled by the ball gag in her mouth. Had her arms not been tied, nor the leash been around her neck, she would have fled long ago. Her hunt for research had gone too far once more and she now was paying the price again for her meddling. Now the only choice she had was to submit to the huntress she had harassed one too many times.

Sivia smirked as the researcher's attempts to break free died off. She was now aware of her place, a role of submission to a superior, and that brought the hunter a perverse pleasure. This woman had annoyed her for the last time; her so called 'research' was most aggravating for the solitary hunteress.

The assistant regretted her actions immensely. Her hubris had been paramount to idiocy. Bent on discovering the secrets of the Frenzy Virus, as well as Sivia's unique physiology, she had again afflicted the huntress' body. Expecting her to faint like last time, her method of infection was identical, but in hindsight she should have been more cautious.

Sivia physically was unchanged save one aspect, her personality was different. She was still her, all her mannerisms were intact and nothing to indicate an emergence of a second personality. Yet her actions and speech seemed to be unfiltered, no longer had she inhibitions. The hunter seemed to be acting on impulse or desire. 

This change was terrifying, to see such a calm and quiet person become bold and brazen. Most unnerving of all was her eyes; rather than a peaceful hazel, they now seemingly glowed a violent red. Their gaze seemed to pierce through whatever they watched with malice and intellect. The Wyverian dared not meet her eyes.

A few jolting tugs were sent through the leash, snapping her attention back to her 'master'.

"You know, I thought I had humiliated you enough last time. But you just had to try again and now look where you are." The assistant froze as Sivia leaned in close to whisper. "You're mine now."

The researcher shuddered in response. The way Sivia was spread out nude on the couch, and how she herself had been stripped, made it simple enough to realize what was in store for her. How long would she be here? Until the Frenzy wore off most likely... but how long would it take for that? What was she planning? A rough pull yanked her from thought.

A hand forcefully rotated her head to meet with Sivia’s eyes. "I know that look. Your focus is here. Now pleasure me."

Unable to voice her confusion, the assistant merely gave a puzzled look. Her limbs were bound, she had very limited movement, and her mouth was stuck. How could she?

"Haha, how silly of me. You can't can you? Let me undo that gag. No talking once it's off though," she said with sincerity. There was no doubt that a special punishment awaited if she did.

Once her mouth was freed, it took a second for her to adjust. Her jaw ached from the ball forcing her mouth open and popped a few times as she massaged it. Another light tug jarred her. This collar was annoying to say the least.

"Alright, you've got a means now, my sweet," she cooed. There was an underlying commanding tone that contradicted her lighthearted words. "Now my pet, you will do as told. Please me."

Sivia adjusted her legs, presenting her privates. The Wyverian apprehensively inched closer. As her face grew nearer, it dawned on her that she had no idea what to do. While she had some experience in the bedroom, her life had been devoted to her science. She also had always been the one of the receiving end, never the giver. She knew her own body, she knew human physiology, but this woman had always proven herself different and she was afraid to disappoint.

Tentatively, she licked at her master's cunt. The hunter's warm skin was salty from dried sweat. There was a strange urge within her to taste the rest of it. In long laps she dragged her tongue across Sivia's crotch, coating the skin around her vagina in saliva. A low moan escaped her owner's throat. Relieved that her clumsy work was passable, she continued her rough 'grooming'.

Sivia's groans grew more frequent. The feeling of the rough tongue across her smooth sensitive mound was incredibly satisfying. She had the perfect tongue for the job.

"Okay sweetie. Enough 'beating around the bush', I want you in me." The huntress spread her lower lips invitingly. "And to show I'm a fair person, I just might reward you if you do well."

A reward? Perhaps she would be released! The idea of leaving this room scrapped any hesitation she had. Accepting the invitation, the assistant plunged her face into the hunter's crotch. Her face, smothered in Sivia's groin, took in a breath of air thick with sweat and pheromones. The researcher's heart began to race, both of their arousal stood heavy in the room.

Her tongue explored her depths. It was warm, soft, moist. Spacious yet tight. The inside of Sivia tasted bitter, but it wasn't off-putting. The older woman pushed in and out, rubbing and prodding the wall of her canal with her tongue. Her nose nuzzled right into her master's clit, grinding it as she ate her out. Was she doing it right? She looked up inquisitively, and was grateful to see a smile. It made her very happy to know she was adequate for the huntress. 

'Wait... when did I take pleasure in this? Why? I-I shouldn't be happy, I'm held against my will... I suppose I should just accept my fate, it'll end once I atone.'

Resolute to her mission, she redoubled her efforts. Her observance of Sivia's earlier reactions had revealed her sensitive spots. Continued pressure on those would achieve her goal. She pushed and rubbed her master's soft walls. Occasionally she gave a smooch, pulling at the hunter's lips. Her owner's moaning grew as she was worked over.

'This is necessary,' the researcher assured herself. 'The better I do, the faster this finishes. I'm not taking any pleasure from this. That's just my mind being confused... yeah, that has to be it.'

“Oooooh damn. That feels so good,” Sivia mumbled. 

The rough, clumsy loving was better than expected. A content sound escaped her mouth and she couldn't help but gyrate her hips in an attempt to feel it deeper. The texture of the tongue inside her squirming about was heavenly. The way it moved inside her made evident this woman was learning quickly. But she wasn't going all the way. There was still hesitation in her movements though, and it was testing her patience. 

"You're doing well, honey," Sivia cooed, playing with the lady's ponytail. "Yet this is taking too long. You've got enthusiasm, but that only counts for so much. Let me give you some motivation!"

Without warning, the researcher found her face shoved completely into the huntress' crotch. A tight grip on her head kept her from pushing away and firmly in place. She was powerless against Sivia's strength.

'This is humiliating! How dare she do this to me? After all I've done for her at the shop... But why does my heart race? Do I actually enjoy this?'

Resigned to her fate, she continued her work, taking a little pride in the results she was achieving. Being pressed up so close allowed her a little more reach, but the effects were profound. Sivia was clearly out of it. Her eyes were unfocused and was constantly grinding into the assistant's face. She wouldn't last much longer.

“J-just a little more! Go deeper!"

Obeying her orders, the Wyverian continued. Sivia groaned something incomprehensible, arching her back. Without notice, the huntress came. Fingers twisted into the researcher's hair, she shoved the woman even deeper into her groin. Her body's hot lubricant coated her servant's face.

As her high wore off, Sivia finally released her servant. She gasped for breath, as she had been unable to breathe when pushed so deep. The hunter herself took a needed second to gather herself. For an amateur, this woman had done fairly well. She hadn’t been eaten out so well in a long while.

Kneeling beside her pet, she spoke softly, "Mmm. That was very well done, honey. I suppose I should give you a reward as promised. Do as I say, and you'll experience something better than anything else you’ve ever felt."

Perhaps she spoke the truth, perhaps she didn't. It wasn't like she had a choice. Sivia pushed the woman's body into a rather embarrassing position and refastened the gag. Face on the floor with her rear sticking up; it was like she was presenting herself as a gift to a mate. She guessed what was waiting for her, but the anticipation was driving her crazy.

A peep escaped her mouth as a pair of fingers probed her. Twisting a few times they left, no doubt they had been 'mapping' her. She was surprised to see those same fingers pushed into vision. They spread then touched again and the repeated that a few times. Each time the fingers moved, the sound of the moist sticky fluid filled her ears and bridges of it stretched between them.

"Aren't you a naughty girl? Getting all wet just tasting another lady?" She grimaced as a playful slap rang out across her backside. Her flesh stung and jiggled from the force. 

"Last time I had figured it was because of my extra 'package', but it seems you have a thing for women too. I'm flattered that my body gets you going regardless of its state. Anyway, since it seems that you're already ready for me, time to give you your reward.~"

Unfortunately, the Wyverian's guess had been correct and she felt an object prodding her lips. It teased her, spreading her opening and rubbing her labia. Sivia's strong hands gripped her hips, fingers drumming her fleshy body in anticipation. The strap-on was lined up perfectly with her wet entrance, and all it needed was a shove

The prostrating woman’s body shuddered nervously in anticipation. The mature lady's mind was slowly giving in to her desire. It had been broken gradually, and she just wanted to feel the pleasure Sivia had moments ago. Her master was a benevolent one and slowly eased into her. She could feel every inch of the dildo as it entered her. It stretched her just slightly and its bumps and grooves were burned into her mind as they slid into her. She bumped into the floor as the phallus bottomed out inside her; it barely touched her back wall, kissing her womb as they met.

Sivia greatly enjoyed the assistant’s body. Her body was firm but had some cushion to it. Her breasts, and most importantly her butt, were to her liking. And now she had her all to herself! Holding tightly to the researcher’s wide hips, she sped up her motions, pushing in and out of her with much more force. It seemed her pet was enjoying herself; she was in a silent, almost comatose as drool slipped from around the ball gag.

"I don't think this pace is quite hard enough. What do you think my cutie?" An unintelligible response came out from behind the red ball. Regardless of the content, Sivia already had an answer. "More you said? Harder? I do believe I can do that, since you asked."

Sivia arched herself over top the researcher to get a better angle. With a single strong motion, she went from tip to hilt. The woman squealed into the gag and looked back to see huntress smirking once more.

"Now, let's see how long you last.~" 

Sivia began pounding her like a jackhammer. She was relentless and precise with her movements. The sound of slapping flesh resounded in the room, their bodies meeting as the huntress bottomed out inside the researcher's depths. The force of the blows sent waves through the pinned woman's flesh. Her butt bounced with each smack, coaxing Sivia to give more force, further eliciting deep moans from the assistant's throat.

Much like her breathing, the older woman’s thoughts came in short spurts. She felt like an outside observer looking in on the action. ‘When did I give in to all this? Why does it feel so good? And is… is that really me I’m hearing? I sound like a jaggi in heat.’

The huntress couldn’t hide her grin. Everything was working out nicely. She had gotten her release and was making this woman hers. She had known full well her affliction, but these were her true desires and she had the blessing of being able to fulfill them unhindered. Nothing would stop her now.

The panting and grunts from behind the gag had devolved into incoherent noise. Her dry breath hurt her lungs and her shoulder would have quite a bruise from the assault she was under. The researcher was long gone though, she cared little about the pain; it was a mere afterthought, blocked out by the mind melting ecstasy she was in. It felt as if her body was cooking within a furnace, sweat clung to her and was occasionally flung off from the impact of Sivia’s rough loving.

‘Time for the finale. Let’s try something… memorable.’ She chuckled at the first idea that had popped into her head, it was perfect.

With the Wyverian on the edge, she paused a split second. Everything in place, she brought down the hammer with all her might as a hunter. The very moment she hit the bottom, she lined her thumb up and pushed it right into her servant’s butt. It slipped past the opening and went straight in without resistance. The researcher let out a loud moan, or what could be counted as one, through the gag. Hot liquid splattered Sivia’s crotch and began to run down her legs.

“Oh ho. Bit of a squirter aren't you?” No response. “I said… Oh.”

Slowly the ‘moan’ dulled to a whimper before finally tapering off. Moments after reaching her climax, the assistant had passed out. Her body twitched very slightly, despite her being unresponsive. It must have been one monster of an orgasm. Sivia decided against playing with her further and pulled out of her. Fluid dripped from her gaped hole and from the freshly removed phallus. The Wyverian’s butt was still stuck up in the air, her body balanced in the embarrassing position.

“Perhaps I should move her… No, she’ll be fine. I suppose I should get some rest too.” She undid the strap-on, letting it clatter to the floor. Jumping into her comfy bed, she laughed as she drifted off to sleep. “Haha, she’s adorable like that. I do wonder what she’s got stewing in her head. I guess I’ll know soon enough.”