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Vi knew two things: one, that she had teased and messed with the wrong alpha, and two, that she was screwed.
She didn't even know how the situation had escalated so quickly, or where the Wardens had come from. When she started flirting with a girl earlier at the bar, it was just supposed to be another harmless night at the Last Drop. One thing led to another and before she knew it, there were five big burly Wardens standing between her and her escape. And now she was in a cold cell inside the Wardens HQ, waiting for whatever punishment they had prepared for her.
Vi swore under her breath. The worst thing about all this is that she should have known better than to mess with an alpha, the Sheriff of Piltover herself no less and now she was in her clutches. She wasn't going to get off easy by the looks of it. Her mouth pressed into a hard line, jaw taut as she glanced around the windowless cell.
The first rays of sunshine slowly crept through the gaps between the steel bars in front of Vi, the light striking her squarely in the face, warming her skin. The large corridor outside her cell was eerily quiet, with only the sound of her cellmate's loud, rhythmic snores echoing from an adjacent cell. Sighing, Vi sank back onto the thin, lumpy mattress of her bed, folding her hands beneath her head as she stared up at the ceiling. She inhaled deeply, the stale air of the prison mingling with a faint hint of morning dew. She tried to clear her mind, to focus on the simple rhythm of her breathing, letting it be her anchor in the stillness as she waited, time stretching out endlessly before her.
Suddenly, heavy boots came towards her. A moment later, two Wardens appeared before her cell. "Up! Come on!" one barked, clanging his baton against the bars. "The Sheriff wants to interrogate you personally."
"Aw, I don't feel like having a chat," Vi grinned up at them.
The Wardens exchanged a look, then one smirked and stepped forward unlocking the door of the cell. Before she could react one of them grabbed a fistful of her hair and dragged her roughly towards the bars. " The Sheriff is very good at convincing people to do what she wants. So why don't you be a good girl and play nice, huh?" he hissed, yanking her up to her feet with her short pink hair. He shoved her into the wall hard enough to knock the breath out of her lungs, forcing her arms behind her back so the other warden could cuff her.
She struggled fruitlessly as the wardens took hold of her and started walking her down the corridor. They pushed her past the entrance of the holding cells area and through another door where they deposited her in the interrogation room.
"This is the private Sheriff's interrogation room. It has soundproof walls so no one can hear your screams if it comes down to that. It's where we bring all the troublemakers to get interrogated privately," one of the Wardens said smugly, smirking down at Vi. "Also she's the only one who has access to the key, so good luck trying to get away."
"Have fun." The two guards snorted at each other and left.
The room was fairly spacious, though it felt oppressively empty, with only a table and two chairs positioned on opposite sides, both bolted securely to the ground. There were no windows, just the harsh glare of fluorescent lights casting an unyielding brightness across the ceiling. The stark simplicity of it all felt unnervingly mundane.
Vi paced in tight circles, her boots scuffing against the cold, hard floor as she debated whether she should risk making a run for it. The door, though closed, was unlocked, a tempting possibility that gnawed at her thoughts. But just as she was weighing her options, the door creaked open, and Sheriff Caitlyn strode in, her presence filling the room with an unsettling authority.
She was tall, even for an alpha, with a lithe, athletic frame built for speed and agility. Her long legs seemed to stretch endlessly, and her uniform clung tightly to every curve of her muscular figure, accentuating the strength and power she carried effortlessly.
But it wasn’t her stature that caught Vi's attention first. It was her scent—a powerful, dominating aroma that filled the room, wrapping around Vi like a suffocating blanket. It was overwhelming, intoxicating, and it hit her with the force of a tidal wave. Her inner omega whined quietly, a primal urge to submit tugging at her instincts, making her knees go weak as she struggled to resist its pull. There was no doubt about it—the Sheriff was a true alpha.
It wasn’t that Vi didn’t know all this already, Caitlyn’s reputation preceded her, but seeing her up close for the first time made the reality of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks. The only way Vi knew how to cope was to put on her bravest front. She forced herself to stand straight, lifting her chin in defiance, refusing to back down from the challenge looming before her.
Caitlyn smirked as she sauntered toward her, the sharp click of her boots echoing in the room as she closed the distance between them in three swift steps, until they were standing face to face. Vi found herself staring up into those piercing blue eyes, a gaze so intense it felt as if Caitlyn was looking straight through her, examining her like a puzzle to be solved or rather a prey about to be devoured.
"My, my," Caitlyn murmured, her voice smooth and amused. "When my Wardens told me they’d finally captured the notorious Vi, I almost didn’t believe it. But here you are. In the flesh. Do you know how long I’ve been hunting you?"
Vi shrugged, forcing an indifferent expression as she met Caitlyn’s gaze head-on. "Whatcha gonna do about it now? Lock me up in here forever? I’m sure Zaun will celebrate you for that one, Piltie."
Caitlyn laughed at Vi's display of bravado, the sound rich and full of dark amusement. "Oh no, I have far better plans than locking you up in solitary confinement, Vi. You're going to be rehabilitated."
Vi raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism flickering in her eyes. "And what does that mean exactly?"
The Sheriff flashed a crooked smile, her expression almost predatory. "First thing on our agenda is to teach you some manners."
Before Vi could react, Caitlyn's hand shot out, gripping her jaw with a firm, unyielding pressure that made Vi wince. She was forced to look up into the Sheriff's face, their gazes locking as Caitlyn's fingers dug painfully into her cheeks, keeping her immobilized. Her thumb brushed roughly across Vi's lower lip, the touch both possessive and commanding.
"I'm going to personally ensure that after I'm done with you, you'll be a proper young lady who knows how to behave herself in the presence of authority. Understand?" she growled, her voice a low, dangerous rumble. Caitlyn leaned in so close that their noses nearly touched, her breath warm against Vi's skin. "So the next time you think about breaking the law, you'll remember exactly who taught you your lesson and what awaits you if you misbehave."
Vi gritted her teeth, her jaw clenching as she struggled against the urge to submit. Her inner omega was screaming at her to back down, to surrender to the alpha’s dominance, but she refused to yield. This wasn’t right—she couldn’t give in yet. She was stronger than this... She had to be.
Caitlyn released her grip on Vi's jaw and took a step back, her eyes narrowing as she looked down at her with thinly veiled disapproval. "Now then, shall we start your rehabilitation, Vi?" she asked with a dangerously soft voice. "Let's begin by teaching you some obedience, shall we?"
"Fuck you," Vi spat, her voice laced with defiance as she glared daggers up at Caitlyn. "I ain't nobody's pet!"
Caitlyn’s eyes narrowed into thin slits, her expression hardening. "Oh, you definitely have a mouth on you, don’t you? Well, we’ll see about that too..." She paused, a wicked smirk playing at the corners of her lips before she continued, "On your knees."
When Vi didn’t comply immediately, Caitlyn's hand shot out, grabbing a fistful of Vi's hair and yanking her forward, hard. "I said, get on your knees. Now!"
Vi winced from the sharp tug, the pain radiating from her scalp, but she stubbornly resisted. "No! Go fuck yourself!" she spat, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and anger.
The Sheriff sighed, a sound filled with exaggerated disappointment, then swiftly threw a punch that landed squarely in Vi's gut. The blow knocked the breath out of her lungs, her body instinctively folding in on itself as she gasped for air. Just as she doubled over in pain, the Sheriff delivered a sharp kick to her legs, sweeping them out from under her. Vi crashed down hard onto the cold, unforgiving floor, landing on her knees with a jarring impact that made her grit her teeth to keep from crying out.
"There, now was that so hard to do?" The Sheriff mocked, her voice dripping with cruel satisfaction. "Or perhaps you need me to break a few bones in your body before you decide to listen?"
Vi didn’t respond, her whole body trembling slightly. She couldn’t tell if it was from rage, fear, or a combination of both. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her chest heaving, but she refused to look away from the Sheriff, her eyes blazing with defiance.
"You really should learn some respect, you know that?" The Sheriff sneered, towering above her like a dark, menacing shadow. "Otherwise, things might get very painful for you, darling."
Vi slyly tried to wiggle out of the handcuffs binding her wrists behind her back, her fingers fumbling for any weakness in the metal. But the cuffs held firm, and her efforts were in vain. The Sheriff noticed the subtle movement and smirked, amusement dancing in her eyes.
"Did I forget to mention that these handcuffs are Hextech designed?" Caitlyn’s voice was dripping with satisfaction. "Even someone like you wouldn’t be able to break or open them, so you aren’t getting out of those anytime soon."
Vi glared up at the Sheriff, her frustration simmering just beneath the surface. The cuffs dug into her skin as she tested them again, but there was no give, no escape. Caitlyn's smirk widened, clearly enjoying the sight of Vi's defiance hitting a wall.
"Now, let's see what you can do with that smart mouth of yours, shall we?" The Sheriff began unbuttoning her pants.
A chill ran down Vi’s spine as she felt the weight of the situation closing in on her. "Don't even try it," she hissed, her voice laced with a desperate edge of warning.
The Sheriff smiled mockingly. "Oh, darling, I’m afraid you don’t have any choice in the matter," she purred, her voice smooth and dangerously sweet as she slowly pulled down her zipper, the sound slicing through the tense air.
Vi’s eyes blazed with fury, her lips curling back in a vicious snarl. "If you touch me, I swear, I’ll bite your fucking dick off," she spat, baring her teeth in a feral display of defiance.
Caitlyn threw her head back and laughed, the sound echoing off the sterile, grey walls. "We’ll see about that," she replied, her tone dripping with condescension as she loomed over Vi.
Caitlyn undid her belt with deliberate slowness, letting the tension build as she removed her trousers and underwear, allowing them to pool around her ankles. Vi's breath caught in her throat as the other woman’s erection sprang free, standing proudly erect before her eyes. Vi had never seen a cock so huge and intimidating; it was easily ten inches long, as thick as her wrist, and pulsing demanding attention. The size was equally proportional to her body, which meant she had a monster of an alpha's cock between her legs. The head was already slick and wet, shiny with precum dripping down its shaft.
Vi gulped, her heart pounding as she forced herself to glance back up at Caitlyn's face. "Y-you're delusional if you think I'm going to put that in my mouth!" she stammered, her voice wavering despite her best efforts to sound defiant.
The Sheriff snorted and stepped closer to her. "Well, it doesn't seem like you have much choice here, do you?" She wrapped her fingers around her thick shaft and pumped it a few times, slicking herself up. "Open wide." She nudged her head against Vi's lips.
Vi clenched her teeth together tightly, refusing to obey, her glare burning with anger and defiance. Caitlyn chuckled, clearly amused by her resistance, as if she were indulging a stubborn child.
"I like a girl who’s good at resisting orders; makes it more fun," Caitlyn growled, a dark edge to her voice as she grabbed a fistful of Vi's hair, yanking her head back to hold her in place. She guided the tip of her cock toward Vi’s mouth with determination. "But sooner or later, every naughty brat like you gets what they deserve. Now open up and take my cock, Vi. Take it deep into that pretty little throat of yours."
The Zaunite tried to turn her head away from the invading member, but the Sheriff kept a firm grip on her head, preventing her from escaping. "Nuh uh, no running away now" Caitlyn grabbed Vi's chin again roughly, digging her fingers in deep enough to leave bruises.
Vi whined in pain as she was forced to look straight into Caitlyn’s eyes.
"You're a stubborn little brat, aren't you?" Caitlyn cooed, her thumb tracing a gentle path along Vi's cheek, the touch both soft and chilling. "Your defiance amuses me, but it won't save you. So..." the Piltovan crouched down, one knee pressing against the cold floor, as she leaned in close, her breath warm and tickling Vi's ear. She whispered, her voice a dangerous lullaby. "... We can do this the easy way or the hard way. You either submit willingly, like a good omega, and open that pretty mouth of yours for me to use, or we can play rough, and I can break your jaw and make you open your mouth for me anyway. The choice is yours."
Vi stayed silent, her eyes fixed on an unseen point ahead, her breath coming in ragged, heavy bursts through her nose. She bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to taste the metallic tang of blood, fighting the rising tide of despair that threatened to overwhelm her. Fear coiled tightly in her chest, squeezing her heart, leaving her feeling trapped and helpless.
She knew it was only a matter of time before Caitlyn's patience wore thin and force became inevitable. It was clear that the Sheriff had orchestrated every detail of this scenario with meticulous precision. The soundproof interrogation room swallowed their voices, the heavy handcuffs rendered resistance futile, and the locked door, the key to which hung mockingly from Caitlyn’s belt, symbolized her total control. There was no escape.
Tears welled up in Vi's eyes, blurring her vision as she desperately tried to block out what was happening. Squeezing her eyes shut only made the tears slip past her eyelids, warm streaks running down her cheeks. She sniffled, taking a shaky breath, hating the weakness that washed over her, the utter helplessness that left her feeling small and powerless. She could try to fight back, but with her hands cuffed behind her and Caitlyn looming over her, could she really win? Even if she somehow managed to escape, where would she go? She was trapped in the heart of Warden HQ, surrounded by her enemies.
Her thoughts spiraled, clinging to the faint hope that maybe, just maybe, the Sheriff would get bored after having her fun and leave her alone. It was a bitter hope, but it was all she had left.
"Well?" Caitlyn's voice cut through her thoughts, laced with impatience.
Vi slowly opened her eyes, her defiance drained, replaced by a hollow sense of defeat. After a few agonizing seconds, she nodded weakly, unable to meet Caitlyn's gaze.
"Good girl," the Sheriff purred, a pleased grin spreading across her face. She rewarded Vi with a condescending pat on the head, as if she were a pet that had finally learned its place. "See? You're learning quickly already."
The Sheriff straightened up once more, looming over Vi with a menacing presence. She moved her hand back to grasp the base of her length, giving it a quick, impatient jerk as she stepped forward, positioning herself even closer. "Let's try this one more time," Caitlyn commanded, her tone brooking no argument as she pressed the tip of her cock against Vi's trembling lips. "Open. Up."
Vi swallowed thickly, her heart hammering in her chest as she hesitantly parted her lips, allowing the alpha to push inside. The taste of Caitlyn’s arousal was overpowering, heavy and musky on her tongue, filling her mouth with a bitterness that made her want to gag. But she couldn’t, she didn’t dare—so she stayed still, her body tense and rigid, fighting the urge to recoil.
Caitlyn’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a smug smile playing on her lips as she savored the moment. She was clearly enjoying herself, relishing in the control she held over Vi, the way the proud, rebellious Zaunite was now submitting to her.
"What's the matter, darling? Am I too big for you?" Caitlyn purred, her voice dripping with low, husky amusement as she watched Vi struggle. Her fingers tightened around Vi's head, pushing her shaft deeper into Vi's mouth with a slow, deliberate force. "Let's see if you have any use for that filthy mouth of yours."
Vi whined pitifully, her body instinctively squirming in Caitlyn's grasp as she fought against the cuffs binding her wrists. Every muscle in her body strained, desperate to pull back, to push the Sheriff’s hips away from her, but she had no leverage, no way to escape the alpha dominating her.
Caitlyn tutted quietly, her grip on Vi's head tightening as her fingers entangled themselves in the strands of Vi’s pink hair, holding her firmly in place. "Now, now, none of that," she chided softly, a dangerous edge to her voice. "Stay still, or things will go badly for you."
Without warning, Caitlyn thrust herself forward, forcing her cock even further into Vi's mouth. The sudden movement made Vi gag slightly, her throat constricting around the thick shaft as she tried not to choke. Her eyes watered, her breath coming in short, panicked bursts through her nose as she fought to maintain control, to survive the onslaught without breaking down completely.
Vi struggled again, feeling panic building up inside of her chest as she desperately tried to free her arms from their restraints, but it was no use. She could feel Caitlyn's cock stretching her throat wide, filling every inch of her mouth. The tip of her cock hit the back of Vi's throat, making her gag and choke, causing the muscles in her throat to clench involuntarily, pleasuring the alpha.
The alpha growled appreciatively. "Oh yes... just like that. I love the way you choke on me. I can feel you squeezing down hard on me. Keep doing that. I want to hear you choking and gasping for air." She moaned, the sound dripping with sadistic pleasure as she pushed the rest of her cock into Vi’s throat, forcing her entire length down until her pubis brushed against Vi’s nose, making it nearly impossible for her to breathe.
Vi gurgled a muffled protest, her throat and chest burning as she struggled for air, but she couldn’t move her head, couldn’t pull away. Caitlyn held her in place, her hand tight in Vi’s hair as she continued to deepthroat her mercilessly, the relentless pressure making Vi’s vision blur at the edges. Each ragged breath was a struggle, each choking gasp only serving to heighten the alpha’s twisted enjoyment.
The Sheriff grinned wickedly as she slowly pulled her shaft out of Vi’s mouth, savoring the slick slide before pushing herself back in, the bulbous head popping back into Vi's throat with practiced ease. Caitlyn began to pick up the pace, her movements becoming rougher, more demanding, as she used Vi's mouth like a toy, thrusting her hips with wild abandon. Each time she shoved her cock as deep as it would go, she grunted with satisfaction, the sound mingling with Vi's own muffled grunts of discomfort.
The omega's body betrayed her, every thrust forcing the massive cock further down her throat, leaving her on the edge of retching. The sheer size of Caitlyn’s cock stretched her mouth wide, making it nearly impossible to expel it, no matter how hard her instincts tried. Vi tried to breathe through her nose, desperate for any bit of air, but the alpha’s overwhelming scent filled her nostrils, thick and heady, making her head spin and her thoughts grow hazy.
The Sheriff was relentless, driven by the sounds of Vi’s struggles and the tight, involuntary contractions of her throat. She cared little for the trouble Vi was having breathing; if anything, it spurred her on, heightening her own pleasure. Every desperate gasp, every choking sound only served to excite her more, pushing her closer to the edge.
Vi’s eyes rolled back, tears streaming down her cheeks as her body reacted involuntarily to the brutal face-fucking. Saliva spilled from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin, pooling onto the floor beneath her as Caitlyn continued her merciless assault. The alpha’s movements grew more erratic, more forceful, and Vi could feel the tension building, could sense that Caitlyn was getting close.
"Gods, your mouth is so warm, so soft... you feel so fucking good! Fuck!" she growled, increasing the speed of her thrusts. She tightened her hold on Vi's hair, tugging on it painfully, forcing her to stay in place while she ravaged her face, using her as nothing more than an object for her pleasure.
"Look at you, choking on my cock. You look so perfect like that, darling, you were born to be my whore." The Sheriff moaned, thrusting faster, ramming her entire length down Vi's throat, she was about to cum.
Vi whimpered, her eyes widening in alarm and her body shaking from the intensity of it, her lungs burning for air.
The alpha held her in place, her nails digging into Vi's scalp, her hips snapping forward roughly, pounding her cock into her mouth. "I'm going to cum, I'm gonna fill your stomach full of my seed," she snarled, her breathing ragged.
Vi struggled uselessly, unable to do anything but writhe as the alpha slammed into her, fucking her face savagely, growling in satisfaction.
"FUCK!" Caitlyn cried as she thrust her cock in one last time burying it deep into the Zaunite's throat, holding it there. Vi tried to pull away, but she was pinned down by the Sheriff's strong hands, forcing her to take all of her cock as she emptied her into her throat.
Vi’s eyes bulged as she felt hot ropes of alpha seed erupt into her throat, the thick fluid flowing down into her belly, filling her to the brim. She felt like she was drowning in it, Caitlyn's monstrous cock pulsing and throbbing as more of her seed gushed from the tip. Vi’s head spun, overwhelmed by the sensations, her ears ringing and her vision blurring with the tears that streamed down her face.
The Sheriff pulled out slowly, keeping her cock buried halfway inside Vi’s mouth, savoring the moment as the last drops of her semen dripped onto Vi’s tongue. She watched with cold amusement as Vi’s face turned a deep shade of red, the omega struggling not to gag, fighting to swallow it all without choking.
The alpha watched her in amusement. She waited until Vi finally managed to swallow the load before pulling out completely. She took a step back and released her hair, smirking at the sight before her.
The moment Vi was released, she collapsed onto the ground, her body trembling as she coughed and wheezed, gasping desperately for air. The taste of Caitlyn’s seed lingered on her tongue, and the humiliation burned deep, but all she could do was try to catch her breath, too exhausted to move.
"Fuck, you're really good at that, you know?" Caitlyn purred, staring hungrily at her, licking her lips. "Who would have known that you'd be such a great cocksleeve."
Vi glared hatefully up at her, her lips trembling. She clenched her jaws tightly, trying to suppress her urge to yell and curse at the Sheriff for her cruel actions, but she didn't want to make it worse for herself. Instead she remained silent, simply glaring.
The Sheriff chuckled at her silence. "Aw, look at you, so brave and quiet now that I've wrecked that smart little mouth of yours. Shame it had to be wasted on those crude words of yours. But don't worry, darling, we still have so much training to do."
Caitlyn crouched down on the floor in front of Vi, her hand reaching out to gently stroke Vi's tear-streaked cheek. Vi tried to pull away, turning her head to avoid the touch, but Caitlyn’s hand followed her movements, persistent and unrelenting. The Sheriff’s smile widened at the reaction.
"It seems like you’re not learning your lesson yet," Caitlyn said, her tone almost teasing. "Well, rehabilitation is a process, after all. We can’t expect it to happen in one day."
Vi's eyes widened in alarm. She can’t be serious. How long did Caitlyn plan on doing this? The thought made her stomach churn, the reality of her situation settling in like a lead weight.
Caitlyn smirked, reading the fear in Vi’s eyes. "Don’t worry, we will have lots of time. Now, stand up."
Vi struggled to her feet, moving slowly and with great difficulty since her arms were still cuffed behind her back. Her legs wobbled beneath her, threatening to give out as she rose. She avoided looking at Caitlyn, her gaze darting anywhere else to escape the Sheriff’s piercing sapphire eyes.
Caitlyn shook her head at Vi’s disobedience, a low sigh of mock disappointment escaping her lips. She reached forward, grabbing Vi’s chin and forcing her to meet her gaze. Vi’s heart pounded in her chest as she stared up into those cold, calculating eyes.
"So shy now, huh?" Caitlyn cooed mockingly, her voice a cruel parody of gentleness. "Come on, don’t be scared. I thought you weren’t afraid of me." Her grip tightened just enough to make Vi wince, the threat lingering in the air between them.
Vi clenched her jaw angrily as Caitlyn’s finger traced a slow, deliberate path down her throat, over her chest, and across her abdomen. Her skin crawled under the alpha’s touch, and she shuddered involuntarily when the bluenette’s fingertips brushed over her stomach. Despite the fear gnawing at her, Vi shot Caitlyn a murderous glare, a silent act of defiance that she couldn’t suppress.
The Sheriff raised an eyebrow at the omega's response, grinning. "What's this? Is that a hint of resistance I sense? Perhaps I haven't broken you fully yet. Guess we'll have to fix that."
With a fluid motion, Caitlyn reached for a utility knife strapped to her belt, unsheathing it with a menacing slowness. She held the blade in front of Vi’s eyes, the cold steel catching the harsh light. Instinctively, Vi tried to take a step back, her body tensing in anticipation of what was to come, but Caitlyn was quicker. The alpha’s hand shot out, gripping Vi’s shirt tightly, preventing her from moving an inch.
"Ah-ah, no running away, darling," Caitlyn chided, her voice a low, mocking purr. She brought the sharp blade closer to Vi’s skin, the cold edge barely brushing against her as she whispered, "All these clothes are starting to bother me. So why don’t we get rid of them?"
A cold shiver ran down Vi’s spine, her heart pounding in her chest. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but the words died on her tongue, uncertainty paralyzing her. She didn’t know if she should say anything—if anything she could say would make a difference.
Desperation surged within her, and she tried to shake free from Caitlyn’s grip, twisting her body in a futile attempt to escape. But the Sheriff’s hold was unyielding, her fingers tightening on Vi’s shirt, keeping her firmly in place.
The alpha sighed, a look of disappointment darkening her features. "Oh dear, it seems you’re still resisting. Looks like the lesson wasn’t enough." She pressed the tip of the knife to Vi’s neck, the cold metal kissing her skin. "I suggest you don’t move, darling. You wouldn’t want me to cut you, would you?"
Vi bit her bottom lip anxiously, squeezing her eyes shut as fear gripped her. The Sheriff’s smile widened at the sight, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.
"Good girl." Caitlyn lowered the knife, using it to slice through Vi’s top with effortless precision, the fabric tearing easily under the blade. "You can’t resist forever, darling. Eventually, you’ll learn to obey me." She ripped the remnants of Vi’s clothing away, letting the tattered fabric drop to the floor, exposing her breasts to the cool air and to Caitlyn’s scrutinizing gaze.
The alpha paused, her eyes raking over Vi’s exposed body with a hunger that made Vi’s skin crawl. Caitlyn ran her fingers across Vi’s naked flesh, feeling the soft texture of her skin, exploring every curve with deliberate slowness.
"Such a lovely body…" the Sheriff murmured, her hand caressing Vi’s breast with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with her earlier cruelty. "Truly exquisite. You’re a perfect little toy."
The omega trembled under the alpha’s touch, her body betraying her with reactions she despised. She hated the way her skin prickled under Caitlyn’s fingers, hated how powerless she felt, unable to fight back or escape.
"Aw, don’t look at me like that, darling," Caitlyn taunted, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy what I did to you. Besides, you won’t need your clothes anytime soon, so it’s fine."
"What the fuck are you planning to do with me?" Vi hissed, clenching her teeth in frustration, tears threatening to fall from her eyes again.
The Sheriff grinned mischievously. "Oh, you know exactly what I'm planning. You're not that dumb, we both know it." She leaned forward and pressed her lips to the corner of Vi's mouth. "You're mine now. And there's no escape..."
Vi was absolutely terrified, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum, but she was a fighter to her core. So when Caitlyn folded the knife and started to unbuckle her belt, Vi’s body tensed up, adrenaline surging through her veins. In a split second, she acted on pure instinct, lunging forward and headbutting the Sheriff with all the force she could muster.
The impact was brutal. There was a loud crack as Caitlyn’s head snapped back, and she fell to the floor with a low grunt of pain. "Gods damnit," she groaned, blood trickled from her nose as she wiped it with the back of her hand, her expression twisting with irritation. But when she looked up at Vi, a smirk tugged at her lips. "Oh, you naughty little girl. You are going to regret that."
The omega didn’t waste any time. She tried to kick Caitlyn while she was down, hoping to press her advantage, but with her wrists still bound behind her back, she struggled to maintain her balance. Her leg swung out, but without the use of her arms to steady herself, she missed the target, stumbling awkwardly.
Caitlyn seized the opportunity in an instant, her reflexes sharp despite the blow she’d taken. She grabbed Vi by the ankles, yanking her off balance. In one swift motion, the Sheriff flipped her over and pinned her down, straddling her waist with a predatory gleam in her eyes.
"Do you think this is a game?" Caitlyn asked, her voice unnervingly calm.
Vi found herself trapped beneath the alpha’s weight, the fight draining out of her as panic set in. Caitlyn pressed her forearm against Vi’s throat, leaning down with just enough pressure to make it hard for Vi to breathe. The Sheriff’s breath came in heavy bursts, her nostrils flaring as she loomed over her prey.
"Because I can assure you, this is very real," Caitlyn continued, her tone cold and commanding. "So, here’s what’s going to happen... you’re going to be a good little whore, and I’m going to have my fun with you. And if you try to attack me again, I will hurt you. Got it?" She tightened the pressure, cutting off the Zaunite's airflow.
Vi gasped for air struggling beneath her. She panicked, trying to free herself from the alpha's hold, kicking her legs frantically, but Caitlyn didn't even seem bothered.
"Stop fighting," Caitlyn stated coldly, her voice laced with a cruel certainty. "The harder you struggle, the worse it gets for you." She paused, a twisted smile playing on her lips. "But I will admit, your resilience is quite impressive. Unfortunately for you, it’s only making me more excited. You see, it’s been a long time since I’ve had such a feisty plaything."
With that, Caitlyn released Vi’s throat, rising onto her knees while still straddling her, towering over her with a predatory gaze. Vi coughed and gasped, trying to suck in as much air as she could, the relief of breathing again quickly overshadowed by the terror of what was coming next.
"Fuck you," Vi growled, the words spat out with as much venom as she could muster.
Caitlyn cocked an eyebrow, her expression almost amused. "Oh? I’m afraid it’s going to be the other way around, darling." Her hands moved with a slow, deliberate purpose as she wrapped her fingers around the hem of Vi’s pants, dragging them down her thighs along with her underwear.
Vi’s face flushed with a deep, burning shame as Caitlyn’s eyes roamed over her exposed body, lingering on her most private parts with a hunger that made Vi’s skin crawl. She turned her head away, her voice barely above a whisper as she begged, "No. Stop... Please."
"Shhhh, there's no point in begging now. You brought this upon yourself, you know?" Caitlyn's voice was a cruel whisper, filled with an icy detachment as she shifted her position. She yanked Vi's pants down completely, removing her boots in the process. Vi struggled weakly, her body writhing and kicking with what little energy she had left, but it was futile.
When Vi’s lower half was fully exposed, Caitlyn took a moment to admire her body, her eyes glinting with a hunger that made Vi’s skin crawl. The alpha inhaled deeply, savoring the musky, sweet scent of the omega in the air, her nostrils flaring as she let the scent intoxicate her. Her cock was fully erect again, and she grabbed it, stroking herself slowly, her gaze never leaving Vi’s vulnerable form.
The omega swallowed nervously, her throat dry and tight. She was terrified, the fear coursing through her veins like ice, but the overwhelming sense of humiliation was even worse. She felt like an animal, cornered and about to be devoured. Her heart raced, a mixture of fear and hatred churning within her as she stared up at Caitlyn, trying to summon the last remnants of her defiance.
But there was something else lurking beneath the surface—a bitter, gut-wrenching realization. Despite being an omega, Vi had never submitted to an alpha. She was too fierce, too proud to yield to anyone, especially those who were naturally dominant. That’s why she had always chosen to be with other omegas or betas, women who understood her strength and didn’t try to break her.
Caitlyn, however, was different. The Sheriff grinned down at her, clearly amused by the mix of emotions playing across Vi’s face. The fear, the anger, the confusion—it was all so very entertaining to her. The power dynamic was exactly where Caitlyn wanted it, and she relished in Vi’s helplessness.
Vi’s breath hitched, her body tensing as Caitlyn’s grin widened, the alpha’s amusement only growing as she watched her prey squirm beneath her.
"This is going to hurt, but I promise you it’ll be worth it," Caitlyn purred, her voice dripping with a twisted sense of satisfaction. She took a step forward, positioning herself over Vi, pressing the thick head of her cock against Vi’s entrance. The alpha rubbed herself between Vi’s folds, the slickness of the omega’s fluids coating her cock as she teased her.
Vi flinched, her body betraying her in ways that filled her with disgust and frustration. Her skin tingled where Caitlyn touched her, the unwanted arousal mixing with the fear and anger swirling inside her. She tried desperately to squeeze her legs shut, to block out the sensation, but with the alpha between her legs, pinning her down, it was impossible.
"There is no way I let an alphahole like you stick that fucking thing in me." She gritted her teeth, her eyes narrowed dangerously, her cheeks flushed red from anger, embarrassment, arousal...
Caitlyn smirked at Vi’s defiance, clearly enjoying the resistance. She leaned in closer, her face hovering inches from Vi’s, her breath hot and heavy on Vi’s cheek. "Oh, but you will, darling," Caitlyn murmured, her voice a low, dangerous whisper. "You will take every inch, and you’ll learn to love it."
The Sheriff’s smirk widened as she pressed her cock more firmly against Vi’s entrance, the threat hanging in the air between them like a storm ready to break. Vi’s heart pounded in her chest, the reality of her situation sinking in deeper with each passing second. She was trapped, outmatched, and despite her bravado, the dread gnawed at her, growing stronger as Caitlyn loomed over her, ready to claim what she wanted.
"If you cooperate, I'll go easy on you," Caitlyn whispered, her voice deceptively gentle as she leaned in closer against Vi's ear. "But if you don’t… well, I can be as rough as you like, darling. It doesn’t matter to me. I can break you both physically and mentally if that’s what it takes."
Vi gulped, her throat dry and tight. Caitlyn’s words sent a chill down her spine, and she knew they weren’t empty threats. She had seen firsthand what Caitlyn was capable of, and the thought of being on the receiving end of that cruelty made her blood run cold. She bit her lip hard, trying to keep her fear in check, but it was a losing battle.
"Don’t be scared. I won’t harm you—at least not permanently." Caitlyn’s thumb traced over Vi’s lips, parting them slightly before she slipped her index finger inside. "Suck on it, darling."
Vi hesitated, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and disbelief. "I don’t want to," she mumbled, her voice trembling.
Caitlyn’s expression darkened, her patience evaporating. Without warning, she slapped Vi across the face, the sharp sting of the impact making Vi flinch and gasp in pain.
"Please!" Vi cried, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice cracking with desperation.
The alpha snorted in disdain, raising her hand again in a silent threat. Vi whimpered, her resolve crumbling under the weight of her fear. "Okay! Okay!" she pleaded. She opened her mouth, allowing the alpha to insert her finger again, her tongue hesitantly circling the digit as she began to suck softly, her heart pounding in her chest.
Caitlyn watched with satisfaction, her lips curling into a smug smile as she felt Vi’s submission, knowing she had broken another piece of the fierce omega’s spirit. The power she held over Vi was intoxicating, and she intended to savor every moment of it.
Caitlyn would break her, no matter what it took. She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation of Vi’s wet softness caressing her skin as the omega sucked on her finger. "Mmm... good girl," she murmured, the words dripping with condescending pleasure. When she opened her eyes again, they were filled with a predatory lust as she watched Vi continue to obey, a dark chuckle escaping her lips.
"That’s right, that’s how I like you—submissive and obedient," Caitlyn purred, pulling her hand away, the wet sound of her finger slipping from Vi’s mouth echoing in the quiet room. But she wasn’t satisfied with just that. No, she wanted more. "But now I need something better."
With a slow, deliberate motion, Caitlyn positioned the head of her cock at Vi’s entrance, sliding it up and down against her folds, teasing her. The omega’s body reacted instinctively, her slickness betraying her despite the fear and hatred churning inside her.
"You ready, darling?" Caitlyn asked, her voice low and dangerous, as if she already knew the answer.
Vi shook her head rapidly, panic gripping her as fresh tears streamed down her cheeks. "No!" she protested, her voice breaking, desperation clear in her eyes. She felt utterly trapped, the inevitability of what was about to happen crashing down on her like a wave she couldn’t escape.
Caitlyn’s grip was unyielding, her eyes locked onto Vi’s with a twisted satisfaction as she watched the fear and resistance flicker across her expression. There was no hesitation in her movements, no mercy in her actions. She ignored Vi’s plea entirely, thrusting forward with brutal force.
Her thick length sank into Vi's tight pussy, stretching her walls painfully, and Vi's cry of pain echoed through the room. "Ahhh!!" Vi screamed, her voice raw with shock and agony as Caitlyn filled her completely, the sudden intrusion overwhelming her senses.
"Ahhh!!" Vi screamed as Caitlyn filled her completely. She squirmed, trying to free herself, but it was futile.
The Sheriff grunted and began pumping her hips, pushing deep inside. She grunted loudly, pounding into her fiercely.
The omega writhed wildly beneath her, her cries growing louder and louder. Her pussy contracted around Caitlyn's shaft, squeezing and massaging the alpha's cock.
Caitlyn panted, sweat dripping down her face. She placed a hand on Vi's chest, feeling the rise and fall of her breasts, and pinching her nipples. She continued to pound Vi mercilessly, forcing herself deeper inside. "Fuck, you're so tight..." She growled. "So warm..."
Vi arched her back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her body quivered uncontrollably. Confusion clouded her thoughts— why was she enjoying this? Her instincts, so ingrained and primal, were betraying her, pushing her toward a dark, twisted pleasure as Caitlyn's assault continued.
Caitlyn's cock was impossibly large and thick, stretching her to the brink, buried so deep inside that Vi felt like she might burst. Her mind was awash with a flood of sensations, each thrust driving out any coherent thought, leaving only the raw, overwhelming intensity of the moment. She fought against the rising tide of pleasure, trying to resist, but a moan escaped her lips, her eyes rolling back in a haze of lust.
The Sheriff’s smile was cruel, predatory by Vi’s reaction. "You like being fucked like a bitch, don't you?" Caitlyn taunted, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "You like being used?"
The Zaunite was panting, her cheeks bright red from shame and embarrassment. She hated herself for enjoying this, but she couldn't deny it. The alpha was making her feel things she had never felt before.
The air around them was thick with pheromones, overwhelming her senses until she felt dizzy, her head swimming in a haze of need. Everything smelled like the Sheriff, her scent intoxicating and inescapable, wrapping around Vi like a suffocating blanket.
Caitlyn groaned, the sound low and primal, as she increased her tempo, driving her cock into Vi with relentless force, each thrust harder and faster than the last. Her hands gripped Vi's hips tightly, nails digging into her flesh, leaving marks that stung with every movement.
Leaning forward, Caitlyn nibbled on Vi's earlobe, her warm breath sending shivers down Vi's spine as it tickled her neck. She kissed the side of Vi's throat, her teeth grazing the tender skin of her jugular before biting down gently, just enough to make Vi tremble. Her voice dropped to a whisper, the words sliding into Vi's ear like a dark promise. "I'm going to mark you. I'm going to fill you with my seed and make you mine."
Vi shivered, feeling the Sheriff's hot breath against her sensitive flesh. The alpha's words hit her like a freight train, crashing into her mind and refusing to leave. She shook her head violently, desperately trying to banish the thoughts, but they clung to her, refusing to be ignored.
"No!" Vi exclaimed, her voice tinged with desperation as she tried to push Caitlyn away. But the alpha was far too strong and she was too tired, her grip unyielding as she kept Vi pinned beneath her.
Caitlyn chuckled darkly, her pace unrelenting. "Yes," she replied, her voice firm and devoid of mercy.
The Zaunite whined pitifully, her body trembling uncontrollably beneath the alpha's brutal rhythm. "No..." she whimpered, her voice fragile and cracking under the weight of her despair. "Y-you... Fuck... You can't..." She stammered, trying to think clearly amidst Caitlyn's relentless assault. "Please don't..."
Caitlyn smirked at her pleas."Too bad, darling," she taunted, her tone dripping with mockery. "Because that's exactly what I'm going to do. After all, I'm the Sheriff, and it's my duty to ensure you become a reformed citizen."
Vi thrashed around helplessly, tears streaming down her face as Caitlyn held her down easily. She looked up at the Sheriff, pleading her silently, begging her to stop.
But Caitlyn wasn't done yet. She slammed her hips forward, burying her cock all the way to the cervix. Vi screamed out in ecstasy, her body shuddering violently. A powerful orgasm swept through her entire being. She arched her back, her muscles tensing up as waves of intense pleasure washed over her.
The alpha grinned wickedly. "Look at you, coming all over my cock," she purred, her voice dripping with smug delight. "I haven't even started using you properly, and already your body is craving my knot."
Vi sobbed quietly, unable to fight back anymore.
"Such a slutty omega," the Sheriff sneered, her tone laced with contempt. "And here I thought you were a tough girl, but it turns out you're nothing more than a whore, an alpha's fucktoy." She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Vi's tear-streaked cheek. "But don't worry, darling. It'll be our little secret. From now on, I'll take you to my mansion, and we're going to have so much fun together."
"No," Vi moaned weakly, the word barely a whisper on her trembling lips.
Caitlyn chuckled darkly, her voice a low, guttural growl. "Yes," she breathed, the word dripping with anticipation.
The alpha was teetering on the edge of release, her climax fast approaching as she continued to drive into Vi with a ruthless intensity. Vi could feel Caitlyn's cock throbbing inside her, swelling as it pushed deeper, the sensation a relentless reminder of what was to come. Caitlyn's thrusts grew even more forceful, each one more punishing than the last, as if she was determined to leave no part of Vi’s insides untouched.
"Aaaah, f-fuck! Take it!" Caitlyn shouted, her voice echoing through the room. "Take it all!"
With a final, powerful thrust, the Sheriff buried her shaft deep inside Vi, holding her there as she erupted, filling the omega’s womb with hot, sticky cum. The sensation was overwhelming, thick ropes of semen flooding Vi’s insides, the warmth spreading into her fertile depths.
The omega cried out, her voice a mixture of anguish and uncontainable pleasure, her body convulsing violently as another orgasm ripped through her. It was too much, the intensity sending her spiraling out of control, her mind overwhelmed by the brutal onslaught of sensations.
As Vi trembled in the throes of ecstasy, Caitlyn leaned forward, sinking her teeth into Vi's shoulder with a hard, possessive bite, marking her as hers. The sharp pain cut through the haze of pleasure, making Vi’s climax even more intense. She gasped sharply, her eyes widening as the searing pleasure and pain intertwined.
The alpha’s teeth dug deeper, breaking the skin and drawing blood. She groaned, the metallic taste of copper filling her mouth. As she licked at the wound, a strange warmth began to spread across Vi’s body, a numbing heat that made her limbs feel heavy and her eyelids droop with exhaustion. She struggled to stay awake, her vision blurring as the world around her faded.
Caitlyn pulled her mouth away, her lips stained with blood, and grinned down at Vi with a victorious gleam in her eyes. "Mine," she purred.
Suddenly Vi started to feel a big pressure building up at her entrance, the alpha's knot expanding, and she knew she was about to be locked in place. "N-no..." She moaned. "Please no... Don't... Ahh!! "
Her plea was transformed into a scream as Caitlyn thrust her cock deep inside again, forcing the bulging knot past Vi’s already abused hole, locking them together with a last brutal push.
The initial pain was overwhelming, and Vi let out a choked sob. She knew about the knot of the alphas, but was it supposed to be so painful? Or was it because Caitlyn was so much bigger than average?
But as the knot settled inside her, the pain slowly began to give way to a wave of euphoria. A feeling of complete fullness washed over her, her inner walls stretched to their absolute limits, filled more completely than she thought possible..
Vi was utterly powerless as her walls clenched around Caitlyn’s massive knot, the muscles spasming uncontrollably, milking the Sheriff's cock with each wave of her third, forced climax. Her body betrayed her, responding to the alpha in a way she couldn't control or deny.
The alpha moaned loudly, her own pleasure echoing through the room as her knot expanded fully. She rested her forehead against Vi's, her breath coming in hot, ragged bursts that fanned across Vi's flushed face. "Fuck..." Caitlyn gasped, her voice trembling with the intensity of the moment.
She rolled her hips slowly, grinding her knot deeper into Vi, each movement sending a fresh wave of sensation through the omega's overstimulated body. The knot massaged her inner walls, filling her to the brim with each shift, ensuring that every inch of Vi was claimed and stretched by the alpha’s cock.
Vi panted heavily, her heart racing as her body trembled uncontrollably. She could feel every inch of Caitlyn's thick knot buried deep inside her, rubbing against her tender insides, stretching her wide open.
Exhausted, the Zaunite slumped down, her limbs heavy and uncooperative as she lay motionless on the floor, her breaths coming in shallow, ragged gasps. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, her vision blurred as she looked up at the Sheriff, unable to move or resist.
Caitlyn leaned in close, her expression softening as she brushed a few stray locks of hair out of Vi's face, wiping away a tear with her thumb. "Shhhh, there's no need to cry," she cooed softly, her voice a soothing balm against the raw edges of Vi’s emotions. "Just relax. That's it... Good girl..."
Vi whimpered softly. She was in pain, but the alpha's soothing voice made it better somehow.
"That was wonderful," Caitlyn continued, her tone laced with satisfaction. "I hope you learned your lesson, darling. Are you going to be a good girl for me in the future?" She asked with a smug grin, her hips giving a small, teasing thrust just to remind Vi of their still-interlocked state.
The Zaunite cringed, wincing at the feeling, and nodded weakly, unable to form words, and instead buried her nose against Caitlyn's neck, inhaling the alpha's scent deeply.
"Good," Caitlyn purred, her voice dripping with approval. She stroked Vi's hair gently, the gesture almost tender in its possessiveness, as if to reassure her that, from now on, this was exactly where she belonged, to her.
It was all too much. The pheromones thickened the air, overwhelming Vi’s senses, while Caitlyn’s knot stretched her sore pussy impossibly wide. The Sheriff’s cock was buried so deep inside her that Vi could feel it pulsing and twitching against her cervix, a constant reminder of how thoroughly she’d been bred and claimed. The sensation of being utterly owned, dominated, and possessed by the alpha was more than she could bear.
Reality began to slip away from her grasp. Vi's eyes rolled back, and her head lolled to the side, her consciousness slipping into darkness as her body finally gave in to the exhaustion. Just before the world went black, she heard Caitlyn’s soft, soothing voice, the words a gentle murmur that she couldn’t quite make out as her mind drifted.
Tears dried on her cheeks, leaving a faint trail of salt against her flushed skin, while Caitlyn looked down at her new prize with pride, savoring the moment. The Sheriff’s satisfaction was palpable, her touch lingering on Vi's now-unresponsive body, a final, possessive caress as she reveled in her victory.
And this was just the beginning…