Futanari Captive: A Dark Hentai Porn Story of Domination

The Abduction of Akira

Akira, a stunning futanari with a secret that set her apart from others, found herself in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Her dual nature—a woman with a massive, throbbing cock—made her a target for those who craved control and domination. Unbeknownst to her, her captors had already been obsessively creating NSFW AI art and anime porn depictions of her, using uncensored hentai tools to fuel their twisted fantasies.

The Discovery

One fateful night, Akira’s secret was exposed by a ruthless gang of men. They had been lurking in the shadows, collecting hentai manga inspired by her physique and even using AI waifu generators to create sexy red versions of her. Her cock, a symbol of virility and power, became their ultimate prize.

They ambushed her in a dimly lit alley, tying her up and dragging her to their lair.

The Dungeon of Desires

Bound and stripped naked in a cold, damp dungeon, Akira’s cock strained against her restraints, her heavy balls aching with unfulfilled need. Her captors circled her like predators, their eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. One of them held up a tablet showcasing NSFW AI art and anime porn inspired by her body.

"We’ve been waiting for this moment," one of the men sneered, running a finger along Akira’s throbbing shaft. "Your cock is going to be the star of our next hentai manga. We’ve even used uncensored hentai tools to imagine all the things we’re going to do to you."

"Go to hell," Akira spat, her voice trembling with defiance, though her cock betrayed her with an undeniable twitch of anticipation.

The leader of the group grabbed Akira by the chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. "You’re ours now, bitch. That cock of yours belongs to us. We’ve already turned you into our AI waifu for our NSFW AI art collection. You’re going to cum harder than you ever have in your life."

The Milking Ritual

The Preparation

The men shackled Akira’s wrists and ankles to a metal frame, spreading her legs wide and exposing her most intimate parts. They attached electrodes to her nipples, cock, and balls, ensuring every inch of her body would be tormented.

As they worked, one of the captors pulled out a device. "We’ve used NSFW AI art generators to enhance every detail of your body," he said, holding up a screen showing Akira’s cock in anime porn perfection. "You’re going to look even better in our hentai manga collection."

The Torment Begins

With a cruel grin, the leader flipped the switch on the milking machine. Akira’s body jolted as the electrodes sent electric shocks coursing through her. Her cock swelled even larger, throbbing with a need she couldn’t control. The milking tube attached to her shaft began its relentless suction, drawing out thick strands of pre-cum.

"Oh fuck!" Akira gasped, her body trembling as the machine worked her cock mercilessly. "Stop... please..."

"Beg all you want, slut," one of the men taunted, his voice dripping with malice. "You’re going to cum, and you’re going to love it. We’ve already used uncensored hentai tools to predict how much cream that cock of yours can produce."

The machine’s suction increased, pulling Akira’s cock deeper into the tube. Her hips bucked involuntarily, her body writhing as the machine milked her cock with unrelenting force. Thick ropes of cum began to spurt from her shaft, the viscous fluid splattering across the floor.

The Climax

Akira’s cock swelled impossibly larger, her balls tightening as the machine milked her relentlessly. Her body convulsed with pleasure, her cries of ecstasy echoing through the dungeon. Thick jets of cum erupted from her shaft, splattering across the walls and pooling on the floor. The men laughed and jeered as Akira’s body twitched and writhed, her cock spurting rope after rope of thick, creamy cum.

"That’s it, slut, cum for us," one of the captors taunted, his voice low and menacing. "You’re nothing but a dirty fucking cum dumpster. We’ve already uploaded this scene to porn comics and hentai haven for the world to see."

Akira’s body trembled as her orgasm reached its peak, her cock pulsing and twitching as the machine milked every last drop from her trembling body. Her eyes rolled back, her mind overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the sensations.

The Aftermath

When it was finally over, Akira slumped bonelessly in her restraints, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her cock, still twitching and pulsing, dripped the last few spurts of cum onto the floor, the vile fluid pooling beneath her trembling body.

The men laughed and taunted her as they removed the milking machine, their cruel words echoing in her ears.

"You’re nothing but a dirty fucking cum dumpster," one of the captors sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You belong to us now, and we’re going to make sure you never forget it."

Akira whimpered, her body trembling as she lay there, completely at the mercy of her captors. There was no escape, no hope of rescue. She knew that this was only the beginning, and that they would do whatever they wanted to her, whenever they wanted. She was nothing but a toy to them, a depraved tool for their own pleasure. And there was nothing she could do to stop them.