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T.M.N.T. cartoon sex story: Raphael’s Chains. Chapter II.

Both turtles backed away from the captive. Raphael looked helpless now, frustrated, his cock standing erect craving for attention. His body was tense and shaking, his hands squeezed in fists, his respiration rapid and deep. His hips bucked in the air but he had nothing to connect to. Like a master of ceremony, Leonardo took a step forward.

“You are in our power. If you want release, you are going to do exactly as we say. You don’t get to ask questions, you don’t get to refuse. If we ask for something, you say “Yes master.” Are we clear?”

Raph felt reduced to a shell of his former self. His brain was clouded by his arousal and by now, all he wanted to cum blissfully. But twist as he might, there was no satisfaction for the horny turtle.  He understood the situation all too well and knew that refusing would only lead to more arousal and frustration until he caved under the pressure. He lowered his eyes to the ground and he answered in a whisper: “Yes master.”

“I didn’t hear you slave,” Leonardo said, his own voice strong and contrasting to Raph’s. The chained turtle had a sarcastic reply ready to go, but wisely decided that it would only make things worst.

“Yes master,” he repeated, this time a little louder. Leonardo was satisfied and he snapped his fingers. With Raph now broken under their will, the turtles were free to let loose their inhibitions on him. They had already called dibs before they had entered the room. They lowered the chains, enabling Raph to fall on his knees. Just the position they wanted him to be in. Read the rest of this entry »

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T.M.N.T. cartoon porn story: Raphael’s Chains. Chapter I.

When Raphael finally woke up, his whole body felt heavy and he couldn’t quite make out the contour of objects in the dim light. Things were half dark and half blurry, but he would worry about that later; for now, he had more important things to worry about. His hands were tied to chains and raised above his head. If he had the energy, perhaps he could wiggle his way out, but something had drained him and he was still recuperating.

The decor was getting more precise by the moment, though not much brighter. Being that he travelled through the underground so often, he could recognise the décor enough to know where he was. The brick walls and ambient humidity were unmistakable and he also knew that the floor under his feet was stone as well, even though it was covered by a rug. He looked at his chains and saw them leading to levers which could be turned to loosen or tighten. If he had his sais, he might have been able to free himself, but he was naked. Even his shell had been stripped away from him when he was unconscious.

As he was about to stand to get better leverage on the chains, the turtle heard noise in the distance. Immediately, Raph fell inert, eyes closed, preferring to still play unconscious, the only trick card he had left in his repertoire. He heard the steps on the damp floor approaching. His head was still foggy and so he didn’t quite know how many there were, but he knew that they walked barefoot as shoes would have made a more distinguished sound. He could hear them chatting amongst themselves, whispering and laughing softly but the captive couldn’t make out what they were saying.

“Awww, he’s still asleep,” a cheery voice said as they entered the room. There was some movement and the chains attached to his arms were pulled, stretching him a bit to get a reaction but Raphael did not want to give them the satisfaction. He felt his arms and muscles tense up from the strain and he forced himself to keep a passive face. After a while, the chains loosened again though his hands were kept in the air. Read the rest of this entry »

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