Oolong had been planning this night for days.
After the grand orgy and his many conquests, he felt the need to remind two particular members of his harem exactly who they belonged to.
Colonel Violet — the proud, athletic Red Ribbon soldier — and Ranfan — the once-flirtatious tournament fighter who had already been broken into extreme submission — were the perfect targets for a long, intense BDSM session.
He prepared the basement training room of Capsule Corp, turning it into a proper punishment chamber.
The lights were dimmed to a deep red glow.
In the center stood a sturdy St.
Andrew’s cross and a padded bench.
Chains, ropes, and various BDSM toys were laid out neatly on a table: a leather whip, a riding crop, a piston machine with thick dildos, a powerful breast milking machine with suction cups, nipple clamps with weights, a clit pump, vibrating wands, and several sizes of anal plugs and gags.
Violet and Ranfan were summoned together.
Both women entered the room wearing nothing but black leather collars with “Property of Oolong” engraved on them.
Violet stood tall and defiant, her athletic body tense, arms crossed over her perky breasts.
“You called us here for another one of your perverted games, pig?” Ranfan, already deeply submissive, dropped to her knees immediately, pressing her forehead to the floor.
“Master… your slave is ready to be punished or used however you desire…” Oolong smiled darkly.
“Both of you are going to be tortured tonight until you’re begging for mercy and cum at the same time.
Violet, you still have too much pride.
Ranfan, you need to be reminded how deep your submission goes.
Strip and get on the equipment.” Violet hesitated for a second, but the memory of Oolong’s cock and the aphrodisiac-like effect he had on her made her obey.
She removed her collar temporarily only to have it locked back on after she was naked.
Ranfan was already naked and eager.
Oolong started with Violet.
He strapped her tightly to the St.
Andrew’s cross, arms and legs spread wide, her athletic body completely exposed and helpless.
Ranfan was ordered to kneel beside them and watch.
First, Oolong picked up the leather whip.
He brought it down across Violet’s perky breasts with a sharp crack.
WHIP!
“Ahhhh~!!” Violet cried out, her body jerking against the restraints.
Red welts immediately appeared on her pale skin.
WHIP!
WHIP!
WHIP!
He alternated between her breasts and her inner thighs, each strike making her scream louder.
“Ahhhh~!!
You bastard… it hurts… haa… nngh… stop whipping my tits… ahhhh~!!” Oolong didn’t stop.
He whipped her breasts until they were covered in bright red stripes, then moved lower and whipped her pussy directly several times.
WHIP!
“Ahhhhh~!!
My pussy… it stings so much… haa… nngh… I’m getting wet… damn you~!” Next came the piston machine.
Oolong positioned the powerful mechanical device between Violet’s spread legs.
He attached a thick, ridged dildo to it and slowly pushed it into her pussy.
He turned it on low at first.
The machine began thrusting — steady, deep, mechanical strokes.
“Ahh~ … haa… it’s fucking me… so deep… nngh… the machine is too strong…” Oolong turned the speed higher.
The piston slammed into Violet’s pussy relentlessly.
At the same time, he attached the powerful breast milking machine.
Suction cups sealed over her nipples and began pulsing, milking her breasts rhythmically while the piston fucked her.
“Ahhhh~!!
My breasts… they’re being milked… haa… nngh… the machine is sucking so hard… and the dildo… it’s pounding me senseless… ahhhh~!!” Violet’s athletic body shook violently as the dual machines worked her over.
Oolong added a clit pump, sealing it over her swollen clit and turning it on.
The suction made her clit swell and throb intensely.
“Ahhhhh~!!
My clit… it’s getting so big… haa… nngh… I can’t take all these machines… I’m going to cum… ahhhh~!!” He let her edge for a long time, turning the piston and milking machine on and off right before she could orgasm.
Violet was losing her mind.
“Please… Master… let me cum… I’ll be good… ahhhh~!!
Don’t edge me anymore… I’m begging you~!” Oolong finally allowed her to cum.
Violet screamed as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, her pussy squirting around the thrusting dildo while the milking machine continued sucking on her breasts.
While Violet was still shaking from her orgasm, Oolong turned his attention to Ranfan.
He tied Ranfan face-down on the padded bench, ass raised high, wrists and ankles secured.
He started with the riding crop, spanking her ass and the backs of her thighs until they glowed bright red.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
“Thank you, Master… punish your slave… haa… nngh… spank me harder~” Ranfan moaned submissively, her voice dripping with devotion.
Oolong then brought out the piston machine again and attached an even thicker dildo.
He pushed it into Ranfan’s pussy and turned it on maximum speed.
The machine began hammering her relentlessly.
At the same time, he attached the breast milking machine to her perky breasts, the suction cups pulsing strongly.
He added a large anal plug and turned on its vibration.
Ranfan’s submissive moans filled the room: “Ahhhh~!!
The machine is destroying my pussy… haa… nngh… milk your slave’s tits… punish me more… I’m your worthless cum-dump… ahhhh~!!” Oolong alternated between the two women for the next two hours.
He would whip Violet’s breasts and pussy while the piston fucked her, then switch to spanking and milking Ranfan while the machine pounded her.
He used nipple clamps with weights on both women, making their nipples stretch painfully while the toys continued their work.
He made them beg constantly.
Violet, her pride almost gone, screamed: “Master… please… fuck me with your real cock… I can’t take the machines anymore… I’ll be your obedient soldier slut… ahhhh~!!” Ranfan, completely broken, whimpered, “Master… your slave loves being tortured… whip me… milk me… fuck me with the piston until I pass out… I exist only for your pleasure~” Oolong finally gave them what they craved.
He removed the machines and fucked Violet hard on the cross while Ranfan watched and licked his balls.
Then he switched to Ranfan, pounding her from behind while Violet was forced to suck on her swollen clit.
He came inside both of them multiple times — filling their pussies and asses with thick loads until cum was leaking everywhere.
By the end of the night, both women were trembling wrecks.
Violet hung limply in the restraints, covered in welts, sweat, and cum, whispering hoarsely: “I… I submit… completely… I’m your soldier whore now, Master…” Ranfan lay on the bench in a pool of her own juices and Oolong’s cum, smiling blissfully: “Thank you for punishing your slave so thoroughly, Master… I love you…” Oolong stood over his two tortured, satisfied toys, breathing heavily but extremely pleased.
“Hehe… good girls.
This is only the beginning of your training.
Next time, I’ll bring even more toys.” Both Violet and Ranfan answered in unison, voices weak but full of devotion: “Yes, Master…” The punishment chamber fell silent except for their heavy breathing and the occasional soft buzz of a forgotten toy still running in the background.
Oolong’s harem had just received a very thorough reminder of who their true Master was.
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📢 Author’s Update The Dragon Ball fanfic “Dragon Ball: Oolong’s Harem Conquest” is now officially complete!