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Vi sucked in a breath as the bag was pulled from her head. Her arms were still captive in the rough grip of two Enforcers, who seemed to find her struggle amusing. Her eyes flitted across the room, taking in the sight of Caitlyn’s dark expression.
Her cheeks had sunken in since the last time Vi saw her. She remembered Cait differently, with soft smiles and suppressed grins, or the way her eyes rolled at Vi’s brashness. Her gaze was cold now, and she had an idea as to why.
“Enforcers found her outside the camp. No doubt she’s here to help Jinx.” Caitlyn said, circling her slowly.
“Well done Kirammann. I didn’t think you’d have the resolve to capture her.” Ambessa marveled, her arms crossed, leaning over a table covered in maps. Maps of Zaun.
“Fuck you” Vi growled, as the enforcers dragged her across the room and cuffed her arms behind her back, to a wooden post at the edge of the tent.
Vi strained against her cuffs, pulling as hard as she could. They wouldn’t budge. Cait knew about her ability to break out of cuffs. These were different, the lock was in an awkward position, just out of Vi’s reach. They were heavier, and dug into her wrists too tightly for her to squirm out of them.
Vi pulled on them as far as she could extend and spat on Caitlyn’s face. The young enforcer appeared unfazed, simply wiping her mouth with a gloved hand. The same hand raised to deliver a sharp slap across Vi’s face.
It took her by shock. It shouldn’t have. Caitlyn caught her, dragged her back to their camp, it was clear that she was just the same as Jinx in their eyes, a dirty criminal from Zaun, barely even human.
“So much for happy reunions.” Vi scoffed.
“I thought you’d regret your actions, that you’d have some remorse for when you stopped me from shooting down Jinx. I see I was wrong. You’re just like all of them.”
Vi had never seen Caitlyn this venomous. Pangs of hurt spread across her gut. She did love Caitlyn but she also knew that Caitlyn was sorely mistaken if she thought she would help her kill a child. Was this Ambessa’s doing? Or was Caitlyn like this all along?
“Why are you doing this?” Vi’s voice shook with hurt.
Ambessa’s voice cut through the silence “Because she can.”
Vi stared at Ambessa, trying to gauge anything she could from the stoic wall that she was.
“You don’t actually need me to get to Jinx. You already know where she is. Do you really hate me so much that you wanted to drag me here to beat me up?”
“Is that what you think I want from you?” Caitlyn said, sounding almost amused.
“Can’t say I have much else to offer. I’m not helping you take down Jinx, but I think you already know that”
Caitlyn’s light touch trailed along Vi’s uncovered abs, all the way up to the bandages tightly binding her chest, as if inspecting how much she’s changed in the last few months.
“At first I didn’t realise how much I wanted you,” Caitlyn made an expression that was almost a smile if Vi looked hard enough. “I had my men keep tabs on you in the Pits. I thought once you’d have your little temper tantrum you’d come to your senses and come back. But seeing you with that murderer maybe I thought too much of you.”
“Your goons beat me up, pistol whip me, drag me here for you to cuff me and smack me around more- all because,” Vi let out a dry laugh “All because you had a crush on me? Wanted another fuck? I gotta hand it to you, Cupcake. This is a weird fucking idea of foreplay.”
“Caitlyn can’t afford to have any distractions right now,” Ambessa cut in. “She is simply taking what she wants as the acting leader of Piltover. Nothing is off limits to her. If she wants a nobody from Zaun for her own personal pleasure, who dares stop her?”
Ambessa stepped forward, placing a hand on Caitlyn’s shoulder. “A wolf takes what she wants.”
Caitlyn’s eyes glistened with a look Vi hadn’t seen in her eyes before. Her gut churned in protest, knowing that she didn’t recognise the person in front of her. The grief of losing her mother mutilated her mind beyond recognition. It scared her, the fact that she knew there was no reasoning with Caitlyn, no way out that she could see at the moment. She was stuck there, cuffed to a pillar, unable to move, to punch her way out.
Caitlyn closed the distance between them with a knife in her hand. She skillfully dragged the blade across Vi's jacket till it lay in tatters at her feet. Vi's body stiffened as she brought the knife closer to the bandages on her chest.
"Cait, stop." Vi tried to protest. She knew it was useless. Caitlyn wasn't there to listen, not her Caitlyn at least. Just the hollow, hungry shell that was now trying to claim Vi's body.
She couldn't even struggle with the blade so close to her skin, threatening to draw blood at the slightest movement.
"Why should I? You belong to me now."
Caitlyn swiped the knife between Vi's breasts. The bandages fell to the ground, leaving a shallow cut across her sternum. Vi hissed as she felt cool air on her breasts. Her face burned red, not out of shame for her nudity. She was used to being half naked or shirtless at the Pits, it was nothing new for her. She'd been stripped in prison before.
This was different.
The woman she loved was stripping her of her dignity in front of a warlord who was trying to destroy Zaun, the very streets she grew up in, in front of a team of amused Enforcers just like the ones who killed her parents. Stillwater wasn't her fault, but trusting an Enforcer…that was entirely her fault. She should have known better, and now she'd suffer a hell of her own making.
Her eyes pricked. A lump was starting to form in her throat, but she couldn't give any of them the satisfaction of seeing her break down. She sucked in shallow breaths as Caitlyn's hands fondled her tits, tweaking a nipple every now and then. They grew harder against her will, under Caitlyn's insistent touch. She clenched her teeth so as to not let out a single sound.
Vi struggled harder against her cuffs now that Cait had put the knife down. She didn't dare look up to see Caitlyn's eyes. She knew her eyes would be cold, hungry, and it would break her to see that again.
"I should've had my men bring you out from the Pits sooner. I missed these tits so much. Thought about them every day." Caitlyn said, roughly twisting a nipple. Vi let a groan slip, shame growing in her gut.
"I don't know why I ever deprived myself. I guess I thought I'd like it more if you wandered back on your own. Begging me to fuck you like this. But you forced my hand. Do you see now why I had to bring you back?"
Vi couldn't see the expression on her face with her head hung low like it was. But she could see Caitlyn's gloved hands fumbling with the button on her jeans. Vi struggled harder, she had to stop it now…stop it before it went any further.
"CAITLYN, STOP" Vi yelled, but it came out more as a plea. Vi's eyes were closed but she could hear the Enforcers chuckling to themselves. She didn't have to see them to know what they were all thinking. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut, shaking. She was doing everything in her power to stop the tears that threatened to flow. "Fuck you…" she rasped. She tried kicking Caitlyn away, but the Enforcer quickly grabbed onto Vi's ankle.
"Didn't think you were much of a kicker, better to spread your legs apart then." Caitlyn gestured for two of her Enforcers to restrain Vi's legs so they were spread wider. Soon Vi could scarcely move apart from weak squirms that did nothing to discourage Caitlyn's touch.
Vi's jeans were lightly pushed down to expose her boxers, old and frayed at the edges. Caitlyn's hands glided over to where Vi's pussy would be, rubbing through the thin cloth that did nothing to dampen the sensation.
Vi gasped as she felt her cunt start to slicken. Shame washed over her stronger than before. She didn't want this, she couldn't be enjoying this. She'd rubbed herself off to the thought of having sex with Caitlyn before…but surely she didn't want this. Did she?
No… She thought. She didn't want to be fucked in front of all those Enforcers leering at her naked form. But her body didn't know that it shouldn't want the touch of the woman she loved. Her body didn't know the difference between them making love when they were in Cait's bedroom, when Cait's gaze still held love and longing, and this. Maybe if she closed her eyes…she could pretend. She could drown in Caitlyn's familiar scent, pretend it was still like old times.
Vi let out a soft moan as Cait's gloved finger rubbed circles through her underwear. Her clit grew hard and aching. Blood rushed to her cunt as her hips involuntarily grinded on her hand. She hadn't been fucked in so long. She couldn't bring herself to fuck anyone else during her time in the Pits.
"Looks like the little Zaunite slut is enjoying it," Ambessa sneered, snapping Vi out of her delusions. She was stupid to think she could pretend. She could feel the Enforcers' gazes burning into her exposed tits and cunt.
"Cait stop, please please stop…you can't," Vi pleaded quietly, hoping the Enforcers weren't close enough to hear the weakness in her voice.
"Can't I?" Caitlyn mused. "Your wet cunt sure likes it."
Vi looked up against her better judgement, seeing Caitlyn's eyes lidded and lustful, gazing at the outline of Vi's pussy lips against her fingers. The fabric was dark with wetness now. Caitlyn's glove soaked up some of the fluids as well.
"Look Cait…" Vi whispered. "If you really want to do this…we could do it in private, okay? I won't run, I won't resist, just send the others out. You don't have to prove anything to them. You're their leader anyway."
Vi knew that it was probably futile, but she had to try…to see if Cait was somewhere in there and would listen to her.
"Bargaining when you're tied up naked, slicking in my palm?" She laughed "You're right, I don't need to prove anything. I'm just showing off what's mine. My soldiers need a morale boost sometimes, and you certainly put up a pretty show. But don't worry, I won't let any of them fuck you. You're all mine." Caitlyn squeezed one of Vi's tits.
Caitlyn brought out the knife again. Vi stiffened and choked down a grunt as she slowly ran the knife across the thin fabric, easily cutting it off until it fell to the floor with her other discarded clothing. Her pussy was now bared to the whole room. The thin layer of hair did little to obscure the view of her wet lips.
Caitlyn spread apart moist cunt lips, inspecting the hardened clit nestled between them. Vi's breath grew ragged as she lightly grazed the clit with her nail. Vi's clit ached with need despite that fact that she wanted to throw up. She should have hated Caitlyn but her body refused to reject her advances.
"Insubordination must be punished." Caitlyn's hand gently cupped her sex before lifting her hand away. Vi quietly sighed at the brief respite.
Before she knew it, A loud slap sounded in the tent as her palm smacked flat against her pussy.
"Ah!" Vi yelped, being caught by surprise at the sudden action. Caitlyn continued to lay slap after slap onto Vi's unprotected cunt. One wet smack after the other, conjugated only by the occasional hiss and groan that she failed to hold back. Caitlyn's hand began to come back wet with Vi's juices coating her palm.
Vi's breathing grew heavy as she was almost sobbing. Caitlyn's slaps were not gentle, catching not just her lips but her aching sensitive clit as well. Her pussy was now red and dripping, the whole tent smelling of sex. The inside of her thighs were shaking now. She reached up and smacked her across the tits as well, watching Vi's pale skin grow rosy.
"Please, Cait…" Vi begged, delirious. She didn't even know what she was begging for, for Caitlyn to fuck her and be done with it, or for her to stop.
Caitlyn smirked. "My, this was supposed to be a punishment…but look at you. You're enjoying this aren't you? I've never seen a pussy get this wet after being spanked red. You really are a raging whore."
Vi couldn't hold back her tears anymore. The shame of having her pussy spanked for all the Enforcers to see was too much for her to handle. Her cunt burned but it was nothing compared to how sick she felt inside. She hated that even after all this, she wanted Cait to let her cum. She needed to cum.
Vi wasn't sure whether Caitlyn sensed this need, but soon two gloved fingers were unceremoniously inserted inside her hole. Vi couldn't hold back her moans at this point. Caitlyn's fingers curled deliciously inside her pussy, grazing her G-spot.
“Huh, looks like we didn’t even need lube”
Vi's vision turned white. Her head tipped back as her cunt spasmed hard around Caitlyn's fingers. Caitlyn continued to press strongly against Vi's sweet spot, fucking her into overstimulation.
"Stop, please I came…please stop" Vi was sobbing, but Caitlyn continued to fuck into Vi's sore pussy with three fingers. Cum coated her thighs in a thick sheen as more dripped from her spread open hole. Caitlyn pistoned into Vi faster and faster, fucking the once defiant Pit Fighter into submission.
Vi screamed as she came a second time within a matter of minutes. Her body went limp soon after, her bonds being the only thing keeping her from collapsing to the floor. Caitlyn pulled her fingers out with an audible squelch, as cum streamed out from Vi’s sore hole.
Caitlyn peeled off the wet glove from her right hand. It was dripping with cum. She bunched it up into a ball, and stuffed it inside Vi's pussy.
"Wouldn't want you making more of a mess." She said. Vi was too out of it to protest, not that it would help anyway.
Caitlyn stepped back, admiring her fucked out form, tied up naked to a post, nicely plugged up with her glove.