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A loud shattering echoed throughout the arena. With a yelp you flew backwards, crashing through a pillar and briefly rolling on the ground afterwards. You were sore from everything this battle dished out so far. But that was minor compared to what worried you at the moment. You propped yourself up with one hand, the other flying to your chest.
Disbelief contorted your features, as you stared downwards. It was gone. The Phantom Ruby prototype was nothing more than shards sprinkling your chest. Dumbly, you grasped at the now empty cord around your neck. Everything seemed to glitch out for a bit, before returning to normal.
You were struggling to come to terms with your situation. The prototype, which you somewhat knew how to use thanks to messing around during periods of rest, protected you from a lethal blow. Your false form, which you conjured to blend in with the Mobian soldiers, was no more. Your weapon, a Lightning Wispon, was gone somewhere. It flew from your hand when you were shielded from that mortal hit. You were in deep, deep trouble.
Your entire body thrummed with anxiety, as you felt nothing but malicious intent. You didn't have to look his way to sense it; it choked the area like a thick, unseen fog. But your eyes searched for him anyway, as your life was on the line. High above you loomed that specter of death, and ice shot down your spine as your eyes met.
“Interesting. So that's how you did it.” Infinite's gaze was steady, as he sized you up from afar. “A decent plan. It's unfortunate that your luck has run out.” Energy flowed from the ruby upon his chest, which gave him an ominous red glow. You had no time– you needed to act.
You pushed yourself into a roll, barely avoiding the crimson blast. Scrambling to your feet, you broke into a sprint as you dodged the incoming hail of attacks. Somewhere laid your Lightning Wispon; you hoped it wouldn't be hard to find. Without the prototype and your weapon, you really had to push yourself to survive.
A glint was seen from the corner of your eye. In a small pile of rubble, your Wispon was somewhat buried. With renewed vigor, you charged towards the debris. Lunging past a particularly close energy bolt, you snatched up your gun. You pointed it at Infinite at the same time he pointed a scarlet hand at you. The air was tense; both of you didn't move a muscle.
“You're not going to escape from me, human.”
“Who said I was going to run?”
He scoffed. “Your resistance is impressive. However… I can see through your facade. You can't win, child.”
You just gripped your weapon harder, as you grimaced. Continuing to fight him was a suicidal idea. But he was the only enemy in the city. Perhaps if you could keep him distracted, the others could escape. You had to hold the line.
“You may deal with illusions, but that's not one I'm going to fall for! Your ego is ridiculous!”
“So is yours. Allow me to crush it into a thousand pieces.
The difference in strength was more acute the second time around. Infinite was already very formidable when you were under your disguise. But he was nigh invincible now. You did get in a few lucky shots, but most of the time you were exerting yourself dodging his attacks. You found yourself focusing intensely, trying to stay alive. All your senses tunneled; you almost didn't hear your radio after tumbling from another blow.
“–here? Almost everyone's back to the base, where are you–”
You perked up briefly, as you had to roll away from another attack. There was another pause after you scrambled to your feet; you could feel the jackal's stare practically burning through your skull. You knew what you had to do. So did he. He cut you off before you could have the chance to speak.
“Don't waste your time fibbing. Make this entertaining for me, whelp.”
It didn't take long for everything to turn into a blur. Your limbs burned and you gasped for air, but destruction incarnate was hot on your tail. Explosions rung in your ears, and red flashed in the corner of your vision. You dodged and weaved as best as you could, trying to lose the demented jackal. All you had to do was reach the city limits, and everything would be okay. This was no different than any of your other missions.
After awhile, you found yourself skidding to a stop. A huge chasm yawned before you. It was another result of the city's destruction, as you saw nothing but twisted metal and debris all the way down. Desperately searching, you saw a iron bar hanging above the pit. It was risky; perhaps even downright stupid. But backtracking, even briefly, might be even more of a stupid risk. Perhaps…
With a shuddering exhale, you backed up for a running start. Breaking into a sprint, you leaped as far as you could. The weightlessness was stomach churning. Aiming your grappling hook, you shot towards the beam. A loud “CLANK” indicated a successful hit. You started mentally preparing for a big swing downwards. Freedom was close.
A scarlet burst of energy nearly scorched your hands, as your hook was knocked away.
A terrified gasp left you, as you realized that you were airborne and empty handed. In a panic, you drew your Lightning Wispon and shot towards the same beam. In an instant, another streak of red flashed in front of your eyes, and once again your hands were empty. Gravity started to take hold, and you let out a wail as you plunged helplessly into the abyss. Frightened eyes caught the silhouette of a familiar figure, staring down at you as you fell. Then everything went dark.
Your eyes cracked open, slowly. Everything was blurry and dark; not an encouraging sign so far. With a groan, you sat up. Thoughts swirled in your head like a thick soup, as you tried to remember what happened. You let out a hiss, as you were suddenly aware of your aches and bodily pains. Right. You were in a fight. You tried to escape. It seems you have failed.
As your vision adjusted, you realized that the room wasn't completely dark, but very dim. It was eerily empty, too. You pulled yourself up carefully, and started looking around. Was this some sort of storage area? Why was it so quiet? Where was the door? Where were you? As you swiveled around again, a blur of red light suddenly glowed within your vision. Your heart leapt into your throat as you beheld Infinite standing before you. There was nothing that signaled his sudden arrival; he was just there.
“Returned to the land of the living, hmm?” His nonchalant tone did nothing for your agitated nerves. It felt like ages before you could sputter out a response.
“Y-You kidnapped me?!”
“So it seems,” he said dryly. Soundlessly, he levitated off of the floor as he approached. “Skittering about like a mouse in a maze, are we? A futile effort. There's no way out of this room, child, but do keep trying.”
“Why did you kidnap me?!” Your legs felt like jelly as you backed away. You were completely defenseless against this monster. “I'm a regular soldier, I have nothing special! What are you planning?!” Again, Infinite hovered above you, looking down upon you as if he was your superior.
“Wouldn't you like to know.” A hint of amusement could be heard in his voice. “It's none of your concern. You're in no position to demand things, regardless.”
“So you expect me to roll over and just obey you?! No!” You embraced your disgust and anger; it was better than the fear.
“So stubborn.” The mercenary shook his head in mock pity. “That's fine.” Scarlet light started consuming the near darkness, as he glowed dangerously.
“It would be too easy if you were compliant, anyway.”
It felt like you've been running for hours.
It wasn't as dark as before, but it was much more dangerous now. While you did dodge a good few of his attacks, eventually you were hit with those damned cubes. You were now lost in a crimson tinged reality, which was tied to a place you had no knowledge about. Something told you it could get worse. You didn't want to find out.
While the original room was empty, you were now running through a maze. You had no idea where it started, or where it ended. All you wanted to do was find a way out. You turned around a countless number of corners, and ran down many hallways. In your haste, you didn't realize how eerily quiet it was. There were no more taunts, nor attacks.
Unfortunately for you, you came across a dead end. At least, it was seemingly a dead end. It was a really high wall that appeared to be climbable. The red blocks were uneven, but with sufficient skill it seemed possible. Noting this as a curiosity, you turned back around to find another path.
“You can't run forever.”
You felt your skin crawl, as you pressed your mouth shut to repress your shock. He sounded close. Hesitating, you stared at the corner that he could be slinking behind. You looked back at the wall, and in moments you decided to ascend it. It was more difficult than it looked; your body was tired and injured, and you didn't have any equipment. But it was better than the alternative.
It happened quickly and without warning. A sudden bolt of energy blasted into the wall, where your hand was about to reach. Your grip faltered out of fright, and for the second time today, you were falling. A scream tore from your throat, as you tried to brace for impact. That didn't happen, as you found yourself frozen inches above the ground.
“Found you.” You couldn't move your body, so you couldn't see him. But you heard him all the same. “Very impressive stamina. But it wasn't enough, was it?” The jackal tilted his head slightly, as he took in your worn form. It really was a pitiful sight.
“Mmmm… No snappy comebacks. You must be tired, child.” The world began to turn, as you were flipped upright. Your arms were yanked upward, and were soon shackled with crimson cubes. Your legs were lifted high. Very high. Inappropriately high. Shackled at the ankles, you were now put upon the ground, flat on your back. Despite being dressed, you felt exposed.
“There. A more appropriate position for you, wouldn't you say?”
All you could do was gape in disbelief.
“Helplessness looks delicious on you, sweet child. It's the inevitable fate that awaits all weaklings such as yourself.” He dropped to his knees, in order to crawl over you. “Try as you might, you will never be strong enough to defeat me. All you can do is submit…”
This couldn't be happening. Your mind felt like static trying to cope with what was going on in front of you. Or rather, to you. Surely he wasn't serious? You could only blurt the first observation that came to mind.
“Y-You're not a man!”
“‘Not a man’?” He almost sounded offended.
“You know what I mean!” Your throat felt dry, despite swallowing nervously. “This is wrong! You can't do this please, just… anything but this! Please! This isn't right…!” The jackal tilted his head back, as if he was thinking it over. Silence hung between you both, and it was thick enough to cut with a knife.
“That's the best part.”
You weren't sure what was worse: his response, or how eagerly he said it. Either way, it felt like you were going to choke on your own spit. Fearful, widened eyes watched as Infinite leaned closer. Though you obviously couldn't see his face fully, his exposed eye twinkled with glee.
“I can care less about your inane rules. Why should I follow the laws of a world that will soon cease to exist? Expecting the strong to bend to the whims of the weak…” He shook his head, letting out a snort. “Ridiculous. You have some nerve, human.” His claws pressed into your thighs uncomfortably, making you wince. “Your hypocrisy is quite shameless, by the way. I'm not a human, but you're not a Mobian. Perhaps you should be taught to be more honest.”
“That's not-”
“But no matter. Feel honored; I will educate you personally. The laws of the new world will be burned into your mind and body. You will need to know nothing else.” With a wave of a hand, a red light washed over your body, from head to toe. Briefly, you wondered if it had gotten colder until the realization hit you. You were naked. You started to panic.
“OH GOD NO! NO!” You began to thrash, trying to throw Infinite off of you. There was little to no success. He laughed in response, practically exuding pure sadism.
“And she still struggles. Admirable, but pointless. Mostly pointless, if I'm being generous…” He let out a huff, as he rocked his hips in time with your movements. Deep in the grip of fear, you didn't notice. Until a sudden shock of pleasure shot up your back, which made you gasp. Out of confusion you froze, which allowed the mercenary to take the lead.
Infinite leaned in uncomfortably close, as he grinded against you. Turning your head away, you shut both your eyes and mouth tightly. This was a bad dream. It had to be. At least, that's what you tried to tell yourself. Whimpers still slipped from your lips; you couldn't tell if it was from arousal or terror.
The jackal dragged a sharp claw down your cheek, pressing a little bit too hard. Grasping your chin, he forced your face to turn towards his own. The fear he sensed made him feel absolutely intoxicated. “You like this, don't you?”
“No!”
“Mmmh, I think you do. Lying isn't wise, little one.”
“I'm taller than you-” Eyes flew open with a pained yelp, as you felt claws dig into your hips.
“You may be, but that doesn't mean you get to act so insolent.” His visible eye twitched, clearly irritated. “You will learn your place soon enough.” Instinctively, you stiffened. You didn't want him to hurt you. Well, hurt you more than he is doing now, anyway.
A shudder ran through your body, as you felt something brush lightly against your behind. Distantly, you realized that it was his long (and admittedly very fluffy) tail. It was a tease, constantly caressing you as Infinite continued to hump between your legs. Squeezes were felt upon your chest, as the mercenary fondled you.
You could feel your will start to waver.
“That's it. Moan for me. Squirm for me.”
“In… Infin…ahn…”
A deep growl rumbled in his throat. “You want something from me, don't you? What is it, dear? What is it that you want…” His hips pressed hard against your own, as he continued to grind.
“Y-You… Nnngh, please…”
A short, breathless laugh left him. “You already have me, sweetheart. But you want something I have. Something that's good for you…”
“I-”
“Say it. What do you want?”
“Y-Your…”
“Mmm?”
“Your…” You swallowed, feeling your face burn terribly hot. “Your… cock…”
“Very good. What kind?”
“Huh–?!”
“I won't give it to you until you tell me.”
“N… Please don't do this…”
Infinite didn't respond. He continued his movements, as if he didn't hear you. A needy whine slipped from your throat. “Please…!” You were mostly begging him not to humiliate you. Mostly. Writhing and squirming, your mind was at war with itself. You didn't notice his glowing hands.
A loud gasp tore from your throat as you felt Infinite squeeze your breasts. They felt overly sensitive, to an unnatural degree. Your back arched as he grazed your nipples with his sharp claws, back and forth. Moans bubbled from your lips, pleading for more. You were starting to get close. Then he stopped.
You felt crushed. A groan of anguish left you, as you stared at the jackal with wide, pleading eyes. Your mind was so muddled, you couldn't pick up the triumphant look in his own. His hands traveled elsewhere, lightly dragging his claws down to your hips, where he gave them a squeeze. Then he repeated it, over and over again. Occasionally, he would give your chest another squeeze or two. It all felt amazing regardless. Eventually, he slipped a hand between your legs to gently rub your clit in circles.
You snapped.
“I need it, I need it so bad–!”
“Need what?”
“To cum! I need to cum please, please–”
“Do you? There's only one way I'll let you do that. Do you know what that is?” He pressed his fingers against your nub, rather than rubbing it. You let out a strangled scream.
“Your cock! Your cock, please–”
“What kind?”
“Your dog cock, please please please!”
“Good girl.”
Slamming his hands on the floor, Infinite exhaled sharply as he rutted against you. You were ridiculously wet from all his torment, and he couldn't wait any longer. A groan of anticipation left him, as his cock drew from between his legs. He humped once, twice, before grabbing his member and sliding it inside your cunt. Your shuddering sigh of relief was quickly cut off into screams. He didn't waste any time, starting off at a fairly fast pace.
“It's so cute how you're enjoying this. Being my obedient little bitch.” A strangled whine left you as he laughed. “You're not thinking of anything else, are you? Not even about your pathetic little friends. No…” He groaned. “All you're thinking about is this thick, hard, cock.”
“It fits you, you know. You were meant to take cock like this.” He hissed, as he thrusted even faster. “Did you even do this with a man of your own kind? Or were you waiting for me? Either way…” A snarl. “I'm marking you.” High pitched cries were your only response. Your vision was blurry.
“Those tears… Are they from shame? Or from pleasure?” The mercenary leaned closer, wiping one off your reddened cheek. “They suit you well… Perfect for someone as helpless as you.” A groan left him as he felt your cunt tighten around him.
“You're about to cum, aren't you? You're so pathetic…” He let out a ragged moan. “I'm not close yet, and you still want to cum all by yourself. Such a greedy little girl.” He thrusted harder, relishing in your desperate cries. “Such a tight, wet little thing, needy for inhuman cock like a good girl.”
“No… no… No no no…!”
A loud, mocking laugh left him. “‘No’? ‘No’, you say? You're acting as if you have a choice!” His hips pumped harder and faster, making you shake from the pleasure. “No amount of pleading will erase what you've done. You betrayed your morals and your friends for my cock, sweetheart. Might as well give up and enjoy it. Give in completely.”
“I… No–!”
“Cum for me. My prey, my bitch, my toy. Obey me and cum. Cum. Cum.”
Screams left you as you were hit with the most intense orgasm you ever had in your life. You trashed about, unable to handle the pleasure tearing through your entire body. Your mind was blank, as you squirted all over Infinite's cock. Your eyes rolled back, and you violently shook. Despite all this, he briefly kept his pace as you completely fell apart. “Good girl! Good… girl…” A groan passed his lips as his hips stuttered. “We're not done yet. You can take one more, right dear?” A broken whimper passed your lips, as you twitched from the overstimulation. A dark laugh left him as he renewed his thrusts, chasing his own release.
“Look at you, panting like the bitch you are. Are you even human anymore?” You responded with a needy moan, clearly out of it. “Bark. I want to hear you bark for me, weakling. Show me who you really are.” High pitched cries was your response, before you let out a series of similarly pitched barks. That didn't last long, as you let out a long whine that indicated your second orgasm.
“Oh fuck-!” He let out a loud hiss as your cunt squeezed around him. “G-Good girl. Good little bitch. You're so far gone… So ruined… So willing to throw yourself away for me…” He started to thrust carelessly.
“I'm not going to let you go. You're mine now. Mine to play with, mine to hurt, mine to fuck.” He snarled. “The Resistance doesn't matter, the Eggman Empire doesn't matter, the war doesn't matter. You exist to please me and my cock alone. And if you forget…” His lustful eye burned into your glassy ones.
“I'll be more than happy to remind you.”
Mindlessly whimpering, tears blurred your vision as you felt your third orgasm approach. Everything felt like too much. But all you could do was lay there and take it. Though his face was covered by his mask, Infinite couldn't help but crack a deranged smile at the sight. “Hah… Yes… Yes yes yes yes yes–!”
He thrusted several more times before shoving his entire cock inside your cunt. With an arch of his back and a groan he came, throbbing inside your overstimulated walls. The first warm spurt pushed you over the edge, an almost inhuman sounding cry passing your lips as you milked his cock. Everything was spinning. It felt hot. It felt good.
Time passed, and gradually your sanity returned to you. You couldn't feel your arms and legs, but you could feel immense regret. If you could curl up and die, you would. That wasn't an option for you, however. You had to get away.
“Let… Let me go. Please…”
“Let you go? That's not possible, human.”
“What do you mean?! Just unbind me and–”
A pulse and a gush of warmth was felt inside your cunt, which made you gasp. Horror mixed with the shame upon your face. You couldn't see it, but you could feel the jackal smiling mockingly at you. “We have all the time in the world, weakling. There's no need to rush.” His hand slid down to your clit, where he gave it a few firm strokes. You let out a whine in response.
“Let me educate you some more…”