I
DO NOT OWN POWER RANGERS. I BELIEVE IT
IS OWNED BY DISNEY. THIS IS PURELY FOR
ENTERTAINMENT VALUE.
Note: This one is FULL of pictures, largely because
there is a delightful selection of pictures of these particular villains
beating the HELL out of the yellow ranger.
Power
Rangers: Vengeance
Chapter
3: Operation Overdriven
By
Evil Ranger (khansen87@yahoo.com)
Now
that Lord Zedd had conquered the two factions of Power Rangers of the year 3,000
and the year 2025, his next stop on destroying the Power Rangers in reverse
chronologically were the Power Rangers of 2008:
Operation Overdrive.
The
rangers had recently destroyed their enemies, but Zedd had a different goal in
this time as well. It was in this era
that it was brought to light that Zedd had a son with the former Empress of
Evil, Rita Repulsa. Believing his father
dead, and wishing to continue his legacy, he formed an alliance against
Operation Overdrive. However, he was
defeated and destroyed…or so the rangers thought. Zedd’s son, Thrax, had retreated to the
moon,, where the former palace of his father still stood. Having just completed his recovery from his
defeat months before, Thrax was caught off guard when his father, Lord Zedd,
appeared before him.
“Father!”
exclaimed Thrax in surprise. “You live!”
“More
than live, my son. I am on a
mission. I have already systematically
dismantled two teams of Power Rangers in the future, and in my quest backwards
through time, I have finally encountered you, Thrax. It has come to my attention that, just as I
had a the original Power Rangers as my sworn enemies long before you were born,
you have now attained an anger and disdain for the team of rangers that
defeated you and your plans to continue my legacy: The rangers of Operation Overdrive!!!”
“Yes,
father!” Exclaimed Thrax, still amazed that his father was standing before
him. “I thought you had been transformed
good, and I wanted to continue the evil legacy that you started!”
“For
that, I praise you, my son. But now you
will join me on my quest. But fear not,
for the very next mission is that to destroy the rangers that caused you such
embarrassment. They believe their
mission is over. They have defeated
their other enemies and have now gone their separate ways. And if I have learned anything in my years
fighting these multi-colored tools, it’s that their strength lies in them being
united.” Zedd sensed something within
his son. “You have more than anger in
you Thrax. You have lust. I know this feeling. Just as I will take special pleasure in
punishing a couple of female brats that caused me more than enough trouble in
my day, you have a special desire to punish one of the rangers specifically…one
of the skirts.”
“Yes
father. The yellow one. Do what you will with the others, but please
let me have the yellow ranger for my own desires, “pleaded Thrax.
“Very
well, Thrax,” replied Zedd. “I will have
the forces I have acquired through my travels each attack the other Overdrive
rangers individually. I think ten
monsters per ranger will do nicely.”
“Thank you” said Thrax. He then sat, silently looking forward to
personally destroying the mind and body of the Yellow Ranger.
Veronica
“Ronny” Robinson was many things. A 21
year old knockout. A first class stock
car driver. A virgin. And most notably, the former Yellow Ranger of Operation Overdrive. While she wasn’t active anymore, she still
kept her overdrive tracker with her. The
overdrive tracker was the device used to transform her into the yellow
ranger. Today, Ronny was dressed in a
tight yellow shirt with nice, low front revealing her cleavage. Over this she had a black jacket which she only zipped about half way, and a tight black skirt. She was also wearing knee high black
boots. Ronny was a fair girl with light
hair, not quite blond, that was long, straight, and flowed beautifully in the
wind.
Even
though she hadn’t been a ranger for some time, today was the first time Ronny
really had a break. The racing season
had just ended, and she was strolling in the park, reminiscing about the days
with her fellow rangers. There were a
lot of good times. But there were some
equally bad times. The three of which
that constantly stuck out in her mind were particularly painful. The first was the time that the son of the
enemy of the Lord Zedd, Thrax, decided to unite all of the rangers’ enemies
together for a strike that nearly destroyed the rangers, and left them
powerless for a while. The second and
third times were both at the hands of the Fear Cats, Benglo and Mig. They were feline like monsters that had been
powered up by the technology of one of the rangers other enemies. 2 times the Fear Cats had kidnapped Ronny and
attempted to steal her powers. The
second of which almost ended Ronny’s life.
She still had nightmares about the Fear Cats. But that was over. She was enjoying her new life far from being a
ranger. Or so she thought. Out of the corner of her eye, Ronny thought
she saw a shadow…something moving in the trees.
“Hello? Is anybody there?” Ronny was on edge. She heard a rustle of leaves behind her, but
when she turned around, there was nothing.
Suddenly, a flash of light nearly blinded her, and before her appeared a
face she hoped to never see again.
“Thrax. I thought we destroyed
you. What do you want?” Thrax seemed to have gotten more powerful
somehow. He now towered at least 7 feet
tall compared to Ronny’s 5’6”.
Thrax
smiled, and through his twisted grin snuck the words, “you, my dear”. Afraid, Ronny backed up, only to have each of
her arms seized from behind. She looked
to her sides, distressed to find Mig on her right and Benglo on her left. Mig wore black armor with accents of green
and gold, while Benglo’s was similarly black, but accented with yellow and
gold. “Nooo!!! We defeated you! You can’t be here!” cried Ronny.
“Of
course we can”, replied Mig with a grin.
“Now that Thrax’ father is back in town,
we were easily rescued from our demise.
And we’re more powerful than ever”
“That’s
right” added Benglo. “And we’re as happy
as ever to see you, my dear,” mirked Benglo as he moved behind her and held her
arms back. Mig then moved around front
and, much to Ronny’s dismay, began to caress her body , starting at Ronny’s
neck, then moving downwards around her beautiful, full c-cup breasts, then
right down around her waist and finally her ass.
“NO! STOP,” pleaded Ronny, unable to do anything
at the moment but endure this humiliation.
“Oh,
they won’t stop,” said Thrax. “We’ll
never stop. We’re going to do things to
you that you never imagined possible…then we’ll do more.” With these words, Mig tore her jacket open,
revealing the her tight yellow shirt which was tight enough for all 3 villains
to appreciate how full and large her breasts were.
“This
is going to be fun!” Smirked Mig. But as
he said this, Ronny stomped on Benglo’s foot, causing him to lose his grip on
her. Ronny stumbled away from the fear
cats. It was at this time she was grateful
that she never left her home without her tracker. She pulled it out the device.
“OVERDRIVE,
ACCELERATE!,” shouted Ronny, as she grinded the wheel on the device down her
arm, creating the energy needed to spark her transformation into the Yellow Ranger. “Care to try that again?”
“Of
course”, replied Benglo. With that, he
materialized his staff weapon and threw it at the yellow ranger. Much to her own surprise, she caught it.
“What,
your just going to throw weapons at me?
This is going to be far easier than I thought”, remarked the Yellow
Ranger.
“No,
it isn’t”, said Benglo. Then, with a
snap of his fingers, electricity began to pour from his staff into the yellow
ranger.
“Agh,
no!” Cried Ronny as sparks flew from her
uniform. She threw the staff away, but
she hadn’t realized that it wasn’t meant to destroy her. It was merely a distraction. Before Ronny knew it, Mig and Benglo had both
pulled swords, and began striking her from either side. Sparks continued to fly from her uniform with
each blow, minimizing the damage of each strike. However, she still felt the pain as blow
after blow landed on her shoulders, breasts, and abdomen. It was as if they were playing catch with her, knocking her to one
another with the blows from their swords.
This lasted for what felt like 3 minutes, until they finally just let
her fall down.
Ronny
knew she barely stood a chance against both Fear Cats alone, let alone
Thrax. He was just watching the carnage
at this point. She took solace in the
rest the ground afforded her untilMig picked her up off the ground and grabbed
her arms from behind in the same fashion that Benglo had done prior to Ronny’s
morph. As Mig held her from behind,
Benglo landed blow after blow to her breasts with his sword.
“AAAGH! NO!” Screamed Ronny, as agonizing pain
radiated through her chest. Finally,
Thrax spoke up. “Each of you grab an
arm. It’s my turn.”
With those words, the Fear Cats obeyed, opening the Yellow Ranger open
to an attack from this most dreadful creation.
With the Yellow Ranger completely
defenseless, Thrax held out his “Z” staff, identical to his father’s, and out
shot two currents of electrical energy, one falling upon Ronny’s chest, the
other into her crotch.
“AAAGH!”
The yellow ranger screamed in agony as her breasts and cunt lit up with
energy, feeling as if they were on fire.
She could hardly think clearly as the current rushed through her body,
draining her will to fight.
Finally, he ceased attack, and the Yellow
Ranger went limp in the arms of her enemies.
She quickly recovered her footing, for she realized that it was far too
dangerous to lose consciousness at this time.
“It’s unfortunate that we have to take turns
putting her through torture. This ought
to free up your arms.” As he said this,
Thrax raised his “Z” staff, and from it materialized shackles that cuffed
Ronny’s arms behind her back. “ We don’t
want her to be to mobile, either, do we?
Otherwise she’ll just run away, even with those shackles”.
“No,
master”, replied the Fear Cats in unison.
With that, Thrax raised his staff once more and shackles connected each
of Ronny’s legs to the ground, about two feet apart from each other.
“This
is almost too easy!” Said Mig.
“Nothing
wrong with that!” Said Benglo. With that he began the barrage of attacks
that the two inflicted upon the Yellow
Ranger, as she could not move.
She withstood blow after blow, until she fell to her knees.
“Yes,
that’s the position you should be in.
You had better get used to it”, remarked Thrax. “Take her helmet off.” The Fear Cats obeyed, as there was nothing
Ronny could do about it. Her hair flowed
out of her helmet as they removed it.
“Ah, still beautiful even though your in so much pain”, said Thrax with
a smile, as he observed all of the burn marks on the chest of her costume. It was evidence of just how many sparks flew
from her costume from the countless blows that landed on her chest.
“This
is the end of your old life”, remarked Thrax.
“No…please”,
cried Ronny. But as those words floated
out of her beautiful, full lips, Thrax landed a single fist on her face and she
fell forward to the ground as she went unconscious. With a wave of his hand, Thrax made the leg
shackles disappear.
“Take
her back to the Moon. That is where the
real fun begins.”
“Yes, Master”, said the Fear Cats in
unison once more. Mig grabbed and lifted
the defeated ranger her by the hair, and they all vanished in a flash of light,
just they way Thrax had appeared.
“She looks delightful,” said Mig, to
Benglo, as he observed the Yellow Ranger’s new position. Still unconscious, she was shackled against a
stone wall by her wrists, somewhere in the confines of Zedd’s palace on the moon. Her legs, too, were shackled, about 2 feet
apart. Finally, to keep her head from
hanging down in her unconsciousness, a choker had been placed around her neck,
firmly locking her neck and head against the wall. Still in her ranger suit (minus her helmet),
she was a site to behold, perfect for display.
“Thrax said she was ours to have as we
please until he returns,” replied Benglo, with a tremble of delight in his
voice. With that, the two began to
caress the beaten Yellow Ranger’s body.
Mig began where he had left off, feeling
her up before when they had caught her off guard. He caressed her breasts, as Benglo lifted the
skirt of her costume and played with her crotch, and pulled her hips away from
the wall so he could feel her ass.
“You know,” said Mig, “These costumes
seem far too thin and fragile to provide the protection that they do. Her young tits feel amazing, even through
this fabric!”
“I agree”, replied Benglo. “It almost feels as if it were a second
skin. But I don’t think it will provide much
protection anymore,” said Benglo. If his
face were capable of it, you’d think it would bear a twisted smile at this
moment. Ronny moaned in her
unconsciousness, but did not wake, her hips inadvertently gyrating against the
stimulation to her body. Soon, her
nipples had grown hard from Mig’s stimulation.
They protruded from her costume in the most beautiful fashion.
“I think she likes it,” commented Mig on
the former heroine’s unwilling reactions to their touch.
“No doubt,” replied Benglo. “We’ll see how well she likes it when she
wakes up.” The Fear Cat’s were able to
enjoy Ronny’s body for quarter of an hour before her eyes finally began to stir.
“Ugh…what?...What’s going on?” Ronny pondered her situation as she regained
consciousness. “What? No!
Stop! What are you doing?”
“Merely enjoying our victory,” said
Mig. “What do you think happens when
evil wins?” said Mig, as he continued to
enjoy her breasts.
“No…My friends will come for me. You’ll never win.” Ronny tried to hide her fear, but her voice
trembled as she spoke. Mig smiled.
“Sorry.
That’s just not so. Take a moment
to look around you, and you’ll see what we mean.” Ronny did just that, and what she found around
her filled her with despair. All around
her, decorating the walls of this cell, were the helmets of her teammates. They were burnt, cracked, and all but
recognizable from the damage they must have taken on. “No…It can’t be.”
“Of course it can,” spouted Benglo.
“You see,” started Mig, “while we took our
time and great pleasure in defeating you, Lord Zedd, and all of the evil forces
he has acquired through his recent travels through his recent travels through
time, amassed and attacked your fellow “Overdrive Rangers” one by one. By attacking you all separately, it was quite
easy. Your friends have all been
destroyed.”
“Well, almost all,” added Benglo. “Lord Zedd has a…thing, for Pink
Rangers. Your friend, Rose, is now one
of his personal fuck toys.”
“And he left you to Thrax.” Mig chuckled disgustingly. “And Thrax has left you to us while he
attends to some other business. You
know, universal domination, time travel, it’s all a very delicate business. He has to deal with his duties to his father
before he breaks you in.”
While
the Fear Cats had been filling Ronny in on her situation, tears filled her
eyes. She finally realized she was
alone. Her heart pounded in fear, for in
all her times she had been in dire situations as a ranger, no situation had
been this desperate or frightening.
“What
are you going to do with me?” Ronny feared the answer to her question.
“What
do you think?,” remarked Benglo, as he ran a finger along her lips. “Now that she’s awake, Mig, what do you say
we take her down from the wall. She can
be used for so much more than just an decoration.” With those words, the shackles on her wrists
unchained from the wall and connected behind her back, once again locking her
arms behind her. The shackles on her
ankles disappeared entirely, and a long chain materialized from the choker on
her neck and extended into Mig’s hand.
“Force
her to her knees,” ordered Mig to Benglo.
Benglo grabbed Ronny by the shoulders and pushed her down. She hesitantly obeyed, scared of what was to
come next. Mig then reached down to his
crotch and removed the cod piece of his armor.
From beneath extended a solid, erect, 10 inch cock, that was as black as
the armor that had covered it, and looked leathery in texture. To make it worse, it was dripping with a
green goo that she could only assume was Mig’s preliminary jizz.
“No…please
don’t make me…I’ve never…just please don’t,” pleaded Ronny, knowing what was
coming next. Mig moved forward and
rubbed it too her lips, then bent down to face level with her and whispered in
her ear.
“You’d
better suck me off nice and good. We
can’t have a rookie working in the service of Master Thrax”. With those words, he tightened her choker to
the point of cutting off air to her lungs.
As she gaped for air, she struggled in her bonds, realizing there was
nothing she could do. Mig released his
tight hold on the choker chain. Ronny
gasped for air, tears filling her eyes even more as Benglo grabbed her hair and
slowly, almost torturously, forced her mouth down towards Mig’s cock.
The
2 ½ inch wide phallus reached her lips, and Ronny looked up at Mig’s terrible
eyes, almost begging him for mercy. She
didn’t know if she could do this. She
was completely inexperienced, and not only was it incredibly long, but it was
so wide. Almost as if to deny the mercy
that her eyes were pleading for, Mig shoved his cock into her mouth. Benglo cooperated, forcing Ronny’s head up
and down on the large cock, tears starting to flow from her eyes.
“Ah. You have some nice lips their, whore,” said
Mig, taunting Ronny as her head was forced upon his cock. “But I want to see how much you can
take. Benglo, hold her head in one
place. I’m going to see how great the
gag reflex on this power whore feels.”
As Benglo held Ronny’s head in place with both hands, Mig forced more of
his cock into Ronny’s mouth. She
struggled with it, choking on the phallus as it worked it’s way down her
throat, her head struggling to break free from Benglo’s grip. Slurping and gagging sounds escaped from her
mouth and throat. “That’s right. Gag.
You know it just feels better on my dick.”
Mig’s
taunting continued as he creeped more and more of his cock down her throat,
until the entire shaft had disappeared into her mouth. Ronny was having trouble breathing, as she
had never done this before, and didn’t quite know how to breath through her
nose with a dick in her throat. Her eyes
rolled back as she struggled for air, until Mig finally pulled back out of her
throat, allowing Ronny to cough around his dick and catch her breath.
“Now
that we’ve warmed you up, let’s really get started,” remarked Mig. With those words, Benglo took advantage of
the heroine’s new training forcing her head up and down, taking in the whole of
Mig’s cock with each thrust. After a few
minutes, Mig was ready.
“Pull
her off, Benglo, and hold her mouth open.”
Benglo obeyed Mig, and Ronny, struggling from lack of air, gave little
resistance. Mig then, with a few strokes
of his cock, shot his slimy green load all over her face, down onto her neck,
and onto her chest, defiling the “Overdrive” symbol that adorned her
costume. Just as she thought he had
finished, the flow of the envy colored cum reinvigorated it’s flow, until the
white portion of her costume on her chest had been completely stained
green. Finally, the flow stopped. Just as Ronny thought this part of her ordeal
was over, she hear dreadful words seep from Mig’s mouth.
“Now
it’s your turn, brother.” The words that
came from Mig stung in Ronny’s mind.
“No…No
more. Please, don’t!” Ronny pleaded for
her torturers to stop.
“Haven’t
you learned by now?” Benglo questioned the Yellow Ranger. “We’re not going to listen to your
pleas. We’re the bad guys. This is what we do.” Benglo then traded places with Mig, and
removed his own cod piece to reveal what seamed like a carbon copy of Mig’s
penis, fully erect. The only exception
was that the goo already dripping from his cock was blue, not green. Ronny was weird peculiar to Ronny, but she
had no time to ponder the physiology of her captors as before she could realize
it, Mig had already grabbed her head and was forcing it towards Benglo’s mighty
phallus.
“No,
stop-mff…mmpf…MMFF,” the Yellow Ranger’s protests were muffled as her lips were
forced once again around a Fear Cat’s cock.
There was no slow transition, this time, however. Mig forced her all the way onto cock over and
over again. She felt as his dick grew to
a climax in her mouth, until Benglo, as Mig had before, ordered his brother to
remove her from his dick.
“Let
her go. I don’t think she’ll be a problem.” Benglo’s guess was correct, for as Mig
released his grip on Ronny, she fell off her knees onto her side, then rolled
as far onto her back as she could with her hands shackled behind her. Then with no warning, Benglo’s dick erupted,
pouring onto Ronny’s face and into her mouth as she lied on the ground, then
onto her chest. Benglo moved to her
abdomen, pouring his blue colored jizz onto her stomach and skirt. He then lifted up her skirt, just so it could
saturate every pour of her costume near her crotch. Finally, he let it consumer her thighs.
“One
more?” Mig questioned his brother.
“One
more,” agreed Benglo. With those words,
Mig pulled on the Ronny’s chocker chain until she begrudgingly rose to her
knoees. They then shoved both of their cocks
into her mouth with no warning, and expelled a copious amount of their seed as
if on command, until it poured out from
the seems of her mouth. Afterwards, they
let her fall to the ground as before.
They observed the formerly mighty Yellow Ranger lying unconscious in a
pool of green and blue cum. The Fear
Cats then replaced their codpieces. As
if waiting for them to cover themselves, Thrax walked in right afterwards.
“Enjoy
yourselves?” Thrax was content at the site before him.
“Immensely,”
replied Mig.
“Thank
you for this opportunity,” replied Benglo.
“Good. Leave us,” ordered Thrax.
“Us?” Mig was curious.
“Us,”
boomed a voice. The Fear Cat’s then
bowed as the mighty Lord Zedd entered the room.
“Leave. It’s time for some
father-son bonding,” ordered Zedd.
“Yes,
your evilness,” said both Fear Cats in unison as they trembled at the powerful
being before them, and left. Zedd and
Thrax then looked upon the unconscious beauty upon the ground.
“Good
pick, Thrax. I see why you like this
one. She will be…enjoyable.” Zedd then smiled wickedly under the grill
that covered his vile mouth.
“Hmmm,” pondered Zedd. “I’m rather impressed that your Fear Cats
managed to defeat and humiliate this one so much without even tearing her
ranger outfit. It bodes well in
prolonging her torture”.
“Yes father. But I would hope her costume wouldn’t be
intact for entirely much longer.
Ronny awoke what seemed like hours
later. She was suspended in the air by
shackle-like bracelets around her wrists, but was confused when she found that
they weren’t connected to any chains.
Similar shackles were around her ankles, but for the time being they
weren’t serving anything but a decorative purpose, as she had full mobility of
her legs. She also felt a new collar
around her neck. She assumed it was
similar to the shackles at her wrists and ankles. She was still in costume, at least, although
it was tainted with blue and green cum that the Fear Cats had been rather
liberal with.
“I can’t believe the others are
gone. I’ve got to get out of here,”
Ronny thought to herself.
“You’ll find that quite impossible, my
dear,” spoke Lord Zedd, his son, Thrax, standing at his side.
“I didn’t say anything,” said Ronny,
confused.
“Silly girl, do you think you could hide
your thoughts from me? Your in my domain
now,” said Zedd, confidently. “Well,
since you can’t read mine, I’ll let you know what I’m thinking. Right now I’m thinking of how grateful I am
to my loyal son to let me observe his first…conquest…of a Power Ranger. I’ve never observed from the outside
before” Zedd paused a moment. “Oh…and I’m also hoping that you’ll be more
fun than your pink friend. She…broke
rather easily.”
“NO.
You sick bastard! What did you do
to Rose?” The Yellow Ranger was furious.
“You’ll find out soon enough, my dear,”
remarked Zedd.
“I swear I’ll get out of this, and when I
do, you’ll pay dearly.”
“This one’s got fire! Good choice, son!” Zedd was surprised at this rangers sudden
anger.
“Thank you, father,” said Thrax. “And you can hardly be taken seriously, my
dear Yellow Ranger, when your covered with the Fear Cats’…residue.” The Yellow Ranger’s resilience quickly faded. She was still worn from her battle with, then
sexual assault by, the Fear Cats.
“I hope you like your new shackles, my
dear. They respond to the mental
commands of my son and I. For example,
if I want you to be lowered to the floor and your arms outstretched to each
side…” Like magic, no sooner had Zedd
said these words than Ronny was lowered to the ground and her arms we stretched
to her sides due to the pulling of the shackles.
Thrax chimed in, “And if I decide that
we’re getting to much lip from you…” The
collar around Ronny’s neck began to tighten, but only enough to let her know it
was a warning. “You get the picture, my
dear.”
“Well, son, she’s your conquest. Have at her,” Zedd conceded to his son.
“Very well. Where would you like this first my
dear?” As Thrax said this, a 14 inch
long cock erupted as if out of nowhere from his crotch, which up until now was
not “anatomically correct”. Fear filled
Ronny’s eyes. It didn’t help that it was
about the width of those of the fear cats, which was over 2 and a half inches.
“Oh..Oh God, no.” Ronny trembled at the very site of the mighty
and muscular phallus, which shared the same skinless red texture that both
Thrax and Zedd shared on the majority of their body.
“Her thoughts are telling me that she’s a
virgin in both holes! You scored a
jackpot, son! But her first thoughts were,
“please, not in my ass!”” Zedd laughed
at how Ronny’s mind betrayed her.
“Very well, then that’s where we’re
going!” Thrax smiled. With a simple thought, Ronny’s legs spread
about 2 feet. He positioned himself behind
her. “Be sure to enjoy her facial
expressions, father! I’m sure they’ll be
precious!” Ronny’s body jerked as Thrax
ripped the ass her costume open, revealing her black lace underwear. “Wow, for a virgin, you sure like to dress
for success!”
Ronny lowered her head in shame, but
raised it again quickly when Thrax snapped her panties right out from her
costume. Before she knew it, Thrax was 4
inches inside her ass, and her mouth gaped open and her eyes widened as pain shot
through her body. Zedd merely laughed as
the former Yellow Ranger bucked wildly in pain as Thrax shoved more and more of
his mighty phallus into her ass with each thrust.
He stopped for a moment, and Ronny had
hoped that that was it, but soon Thrax started again. So far he had managed to fit half of his
length in her, and the width stretched her as far as she could bear. Her breathing got heavier as she protested
with each thrust into her.
“No, please, stop, your, too, big, it’s,
to, much, AAAGH!” Ronny cried out in
pain, tears flowing freely from her eyes as Thrax had only fit in 8 of his 14
inches. Each thrust was like descent
into a lower level of Hell. Finally, the
Yellow Ranger had stopped protesting, as screams had become the only sound
escaping from her with each thrust. 10, 11
inches. Ronny felt as if she insides
were mush.
Zedd enjoyed the bouncing that was taking
place, especially since his son’s cock was lifting the poor girl off the ground
with each thrust. But he wished he could
see that sweater meat bounce. “Do you
mind if I open up her front, son?” Zedd
was enjoying her pain.
“Sure thing”, replied Thrax. With that Zedd walked up to Ronny, who was
far to preoccupied with the pain in her ass to care, and he took a single hand
and tore off the front of her costume from the belt up to just below the
collar. He left the bra that matched the
panties she was once wearing intact. It
added a sense of confinement…as if she needed any more.
“Ha, ha, ha, ha!” Zedd laughed as her breasts bounced up and
down as the Ronny continued her screaming.
Thrax had finally fit all of himself into her, and Zedd laughed once
more as he could see Thrax’s dick protruding from her stomach with each thrust,
like a baby kicking it’s mother in the womb.
“Magnificent, Thrax! She can’t
take you!” Thrax pulled on Ronny’s hair
to raise her head. Zedd could now
perfectly view the exquisite expression of pain and shock on her face.
Over the next hour and a half of pounding
in her ass, the Ronny’s screams died down to mild protests, both her mind and
body tired from the fucking. She
couldn’t believe Thrax had lasted this long.
She had no basis for comparison, but thought it was pretty unheard of.
Just then, Thrax shot his hot, white cum
into the Yellow Ranger’s ass. Her
stomach expanded as he filled her up.
Ronny felt as if she would explode from the pressure. Then as he pulled
out, the pool of it poured out of her ass after his dick made a popping sound
as it finally released itself from her anus.
After pulling out, he continued to spray his seed onto her ass. Finally, Ronny had some relief…But not for
long.
“You know what’s next, my dear”, teased
Thrax, as he moved to in front of her.
“I apologize that I came so quickly into your ass. I’ll be sure to last longer this time.” Then, while looking her square in her tired,
fear ridden eyes, he lifted the skirt of her costume and tore out the
crotch. Like his father, he liked to
keep the skirt intact. It was always a
nice accent to the costume.
“No…I’ll do anything you want, just
please don’t”, pleaded the Yellow Ranger.
“You’re already doing anything I want…and
this is it”, remarked Thrax, rubbing his fingers along the lips of her cleanly
shaven cunt. Then, while keeping eye
contact with her, he penetrated her with his monstrous organ. With his first thrust, he had himself far
into her, about 9 inches, the force of his dick raising her off the ground.
“Oh, God, no, please, ah…AAAAAGH!” The Yellow Ranger screamed in a combination
of pain and unwanted pleasure as Thrax thrust more of himself into her. Thrax placed his hands on her waist in order
to hold her down so he could force in more of his huge cock.
After about a half an hour of stretching
her to her limit, Thrax was able to fit the entirety of his large cock into her. Ronny’s will left her more quickly this time,
merely giving unpleasant moans of pain as Thrax’s cock invaded her. She waited for him to cum, but he never did. He was in her for 2 hours before she just
gave up hope and hung there. It was
another hour after that before Thrax finally spewed inside her just as he had
done in her ass.
“She’s done…for now”, commented
Zedd. “Continue her torture tomorrow,
when she’s more…conscious.”
“Very well, father”, agreed Thrax. They left Ronny hanging where she was until
she was once again present enough to enjoy the rest of Thrax’s plans for her.
Ronny awoke much later, though she
wouldn’t have known time had passed, as she was in the same position she was in
as when she had been left by her torturers.
Her cell had clues that were able to signify how long she had been
there. Her ass and cunt hurt more than
she ever imagined hey could. She was
almost glad she didn’t have to move, for fear of the pain that would result
from it. She took a moment to observe her
pitiful state.
Ronny still had her arms outstretched and
her legs separated by Zedd and Thrax’s special shackles. The front of her costume had been torn open,
revealing her amazing breasts in her black lace bra. The cum from Mig and Benglo must have seeped
through her costume, for her breasts were stained blue and green, as were the
portions of her costume which were still intact. Unfortunately, this did not include the
crotch or ass of her costume, but right now those were moderately covered by
the spunk stained skirt of her costume, which the villains apparently loved to
keep intact. Her ass and cunt felt
sticky, and she cringed at how much cum must have engrossed them. Her thighs on down, however, while covered in
blue and white spunk from Benglo and Thrax, were still covered by her
costume. Just as the humility of her
costume began to once again sink in, Thrax walked in.
“Welcome, my dear, to the party. I’ve had my way with you, now you will be the
community fuck doll of my personal forces”.
“What forces?” questioned Ronny. All of the forces you have ever used have
been those of allies or your father.”
Ronny felt this as a small victory, as she’d thought she’d called his
bluff. Suddenly, a twisted, terrifying
grin spread across Thrax’s face.
“Why, my dear Veronica, these are the
forces I mean!” With these words, dozens
of warriors that Ronny had never seen walked into her cell. Ronny cringed as these disgusting creatures
surrounded her. Like Thrax and his
father, they shared the attribute of having no skin, instead being covered with
crimson colored muscle. Each of them
also had no eyelids, and beneath their monstrous mouths laid inch long, razor
sharp teeth. From behind these teeth
stretched out long, reptilian tongues.
And, again like Thrax, each of them were sporting large, skinless
erections. Though each of theirs was
only 10 inches compared to his 14, she was surrounded by dozens of these
grotesque creations, each of them wanting to have their way with her. Then suddenly Ronny’s restraints
disintegrated. She was caught off guard
by the freedom of her limbs.
“I don’t think we’ll be needing those
shackles any more, my dear. I trust
these beautiful creations of mine to keep you from leaving.” Thrax laughed a twisted, evil laugh, and left
the room. Before Ronny could take a
defensive stance, one of the skinless monstrosities shoved Ronny from
behind. Before she knew it, she was
being forced to the ground by the lustful monsters.
Once they had her on her back, one held
her hands above her head. Yet another
reached out, and with a swift motion, ripped off her black lace bra. Not letting a second pass, two of them were
upon her breasts, each one licking and sucking on her voluptuous beauties. While these two were going to town, another
one placed itself in between her legs, penetrating her with no warning.
“No!
Stop it! Get off me!” Ronny’s pleas fell on deaf ears, as they
continued their assault. “I said get off m-ff…mff”. In the middle of her protests, another lowered
its dick into her mouth. One of the
larger creatures then picked up the two sucking on her tits, and threw them
against the wall. It then straddled her
abdomen and began to squeeze her luscious tits around his cock. While this one was titty-fucking the former
heroine, another two monsters got a hold of her hands and ripped off her
gloves. They then forcibly wrapped her
fingers around each of their cocks and fucked her hands. Ronny was servicing five of the creatures at
once.
The first one to blow it’s load was the
one in her mouth. Without warning it
spewed a familiar green spunk into her mouth and on her face. Barely seconds later, the creature fucking
her tits spread it’s blue cum all over her tits and neck. These two were quickly replaced by two
others. Then the one in her cunt let
it’s green load pour all over her crotch and stomach. Finally the creatures forcing the hand jobs
each blew their load, one green, one blue.
These 3 were also quickly replaced.
Ronny looked up and saw the crowd of
creatures around her. Whoever wasn’t
actively fucking her was jacking off and spewing their various colored loads
all over her body. It’s then that Ronny
finally, truly gave up hope. As the
creatures took turns in each of her holes, covering her in cum from head to
toe, Ronny stopped fighting and accepted her fate.
Thus, ends the old life of the Yellow
Ranger of Operation Overdrive, and starts of the new life of Ronny, semen
depository for the evil forces of Thrax, son of Lord Zedd.
END
CHAPTER 3