The white-haired cowgirl felt her head throbbing as she woke up. Her ears were still ringing from all the gunfire and explosions that were going off as she was knocked out. She almost thought she had finally bitten the dust. But it seemed fate had other ideas.
"Finally awake, sweetheart?" spoke a gravelly voice from above.
Ashe slowly looked up to find the very foe she was fighting against standing over her. The fierce ruler of Junkertown, the Junker Queen.
She tried to make a quick move against her but couldn't. She was tied up. Leather cuffs had strapped down onto this bed. It was nothing more than an iron frame and a mattress.
Great, she thought, I've become a captive to her.
She sighed at her situation. But only then, glancing down at herself, she realised she wasn't just tied up. She had her jacket removed and her shirt was torn up, revealing her large breast.
"Hey!" she snarled.
"What the hell ya'll think you doin'?! These puppies aren't just for any ol' eyes, y'know?!"
The Junker Queen let out a loud cackle, the same one people associated with bloodshed and destruction. She leaned against her axe.
"Heh, tough luck. You're property of the Junker Queen now!"
Ashe raised an eyebrow.
"Property?! What the hell ya'll talkin' about?! Where's my gang?! Where's BOB?!"
"Oh, me and my boys took care of your gang alright. As for your little friend? Why we would've loved to turn that omnic into scrap! But it seems he's disappeared. Looks like decided to ditch his human."
BOB abandon me? Ashe wondered. No! He would never!
"Anyways, enough chit-chat. You're mine now, lassie, and there's only one thing I'm interested in."
Without warning, Junker Queen grabbed Ashe's trousers by the waist and pulled them down with her panties. Ashe gasped as the very thing Junker Queen wanted was exposed, her cock.
"Cor! That's some beaut!"
She poked a finger at her flaccid penis. It was soft.
"I bet a couple of the blokes in your gang got a good try up the bum with this thing?"
Ashe gritted her teeth.
"Untie me and you'll find out."
Junker Queen chuckled.
"Nah, you're good, mate. I've got one just like it" she said, groping her own bulge.
"But I got a special drug that makes it go huge!"
She quickly pulled out an old green tanker and placed it beside Ashe. It had a long rubber tube with a gas mask on the end. She twisted the valve, it started hissing gas. She planted the mask on her face and inhaled. As she did, Ashe watched with eye-wide amazement Junker Queen's own cock growing to incredible size. It was throbbing under the restraints of her shorts.
"God damn..." Ashe muttered, staring at the Queen's bulge with admiration.
Junker Queen took the mask off. She took in a deep breath of fresh air and sighed with delight, as if she took a hit of pure ectasy.
"That's the shit that really hits. You wanna try?"
Ashe scoffed.
"Sorry, darling, but I don't do drugs."
The Junker Queen grunted.
"That weren't a request."
Before the cowgirl could protest, JQ had forced the mask onto Ashe and strapped it in place.
She coughed and sputtered as the gas filled her lungs. But her attention was drawn away as she watched her flaccid dick quickly begin to rise and grow hard. It happened in seconds. It was raging and throbbing, a drop of precum leaking from its head. She had never seen it so horny and eager.
"Holy shit! What a sight to see!" the Queen swore.
Ashe felt a deep shame in being made this hard and horny. She prided herself on being always dominate and in control. But all that was taken away from her.
She suddenly gasped. The Junker wrapped her strong fingers around Ashe's cock and locked them into a tight grip. She slowly stroked her cock up and down.
"Hey! Get your damn hands offa me!" Ashe demanded, her voice muffled.
But the Queen kept stroking in a rhythmic motion.
"You sure about that? You seem to be really liking this."
She sped up. The cowgirl threw her head back, trying to not watch herself being used. Her eyes were shut but her mouth was opened and letting out moans of pleasure.
"That's it, girlie. Don't try to fight it" JQ laughed gleefully.
She sped up even more, causing Ashe to moan even more. She wriggled around in her binds. She was fully in Junker Queen's grasp and had no choice but to give into. Her dark red eyes sunk she began to realise she was actually enjoying being used like this.
Junker Queen didn't stop; her muscles being put to effective use. She stuck out her pierced tongue and began licking around the head. It caused Ashe to whimper even more. The slither of her tongue moved around her most sensitive areas, the metal of her piercing creating a cold sensation that create a delightful shock.
Ashe couldn't stand how much she was into this. She couldn't tell whether it was the gas or just herself but either way, she geared herself up for an orgasm whether she liked it or not.
Her balls started to twitch, she thrusted herself hard into Junker Queen's tight hand. The Queen grinned at her achievement and quickly wrapped her mouth her pet's cockhead. The cowgirl cried ecstasy as her thick, white cum shot straight into the Queen's mouth.
After Ashe had finished cumming, Junker Queen got up. She swirled around Ashe's cum in her mouth like a fine wine before swallowing.
"Mmm, that's some nice white juice."
Ashe turned her head away in shame. She couldn't believe a woman her position, her wealth was treated like nothing more than a toy...And that deep down, she actually enjoyed it.
But just as she was expecting the comedown to hit her, a burst of energy suddenly filled her. She watched herself and was shocked to find her limp, cum covered dick quickly shot up again. It was just as hard and raging as when she started. It twitched desperately with a need to be used. Immediately, she was yearning orgasm all over again.
Junker Queen cackled.
"That's my favourite thing about the gas, you get to be horny all the time!"
The cowgirl's heart sank. Just when she thought she had escaped her first humiliation.
Junker Queen disconnected the cuffs chaining her ankles from the bedframe and reattached them to chains dangling above her. It forced her legs to be spread apart, held up in the air.
"Right, let's see the rest of the goods!"
With swift ease, Junker Queen tore open Ashe's leather trousers and panties to reveal her bare ass. It was incredibly firm, mostly due from all the squatting she does on the job.
"Now this a right proper piece of ass right there."
She gave it a hard spank. It made Ashe wince; turning bright red at being toyed with.
"But before we move onto that, there's good reason why I need to be nice and hard for me."
She moved around Ashe's bed, picking up a remote.
"See, some of the Junkers round 'ere have a little problem getting enough protein in them. So, like the great Queen I am, I'm gonna give the people what they need."
She pressed a button. Suddenly, a hatch from the ceiling dropped open and something snaked down. Ashe got a good look, and her heart skipped a beat with panic. A metal tube attached to a longer, clear tube. She knew a machine just like that it definitely wasn't made for humans...
"Oh no...Oh god, please no!" Ashe begged.
Junker Queen chuckled, picking up the milking tube.
