In the heart of Paris, under the shadow of the Eiffel Tower, Ladybug and Cat Noir clashed with the villain known as Dominus. His eyes glowed with an unnatural purple hue, his power over minds twisting the air around them like invisible chains. The fight raged on rooftops, yo-yos whipping and staffs extending, but Dominus laughed, his voice booming with authority.
'Stop fighting me, Cat Noir,' Dominus commanded, his words slicing through the chaos. 'Spank Ladybug's ass right now.'
Cat Noir's body jerked, his green eyes widening in horror as his limbs betrayed him. He dropped his staff and lunged forward, grabbing Ladybug from behind. His gloved hands yanked down the edge of her suit just enough to expose her firm cheeks. Smack! His palm cracked against her ass, the sound echoing over the city. Ladybug yelped, twisting in his grip.
'What are you doing, Cat?!' she shouted, her face flushing with shock and betrayal. She shoved at him, but he couldn't stop—another smack landed, harder, leaving a red imprint on her skin. Humiliation burned through her as she felt the sting spread, her body pinned under his uncontrollable force.
Dominus smirked, circling them. 'Oh, that's just the beginning, little bug. Now, Ladybug—get horny. Let your body burn for it.'
A wave of heat crashed over her, unbidden and fierce. Her skin prickled, nipples hardening against her suit, a slick ache building between her thighs. She gasped, knees weakening as arousal flooded her veins, her pussy clenching with unwanted need. 'No... stop this,' she whispered, but her voice trembled, her hips shifting involuntarily.
'Not done yet,' Dominus purred. 'Summon a knotted rope, Ladybug. Stretch it between those poles over there and walk it—let each knot rub your pussy like the slut you are.'
Her hands moved on their own, Lucky Charm activating against her will. A thick rope materialized, lined with bulging knots every few inches, coarse and unyielding. She tied it taut between two lampposts, the city lights flickering below. Trembling, she climbed onto it, spreading her legs wide. Her suit stretched thin as she lowered herself, the first knot pressing directly against her clothed slit. A jolt of friction shot through her, making her bite her lip.
She started walking, each step forcing the knots to grind along her pussy lips, the pressure teasing her clit through the fabric. Heat built faster now, her breaths coming in short pants as the rope sawed between her folds.
'Cat Noir,' Dominus ordered, 'pull that rope up and down. Make her cum hard.'
Cat Noir's body obeyed, his hands gripping the ends and yanking rhythmically. The rope bucked beneath her, knots slamming into her sensitive core with every tug. Ladybug moaned despite herself, her hips rocking as pleasure coiled tight. 'Ah—stop... please...' But after a few agonizing minutes, her body shattered. She cried out, juices soaking through her suit as orgasm ripped through her, legs quivering on the line. Her eyes blazed with rage and deep humiliation, tears stinging as she glared at the villain.
Dominus ignored her fury, his gaze dropping to the bulge straining Cat Noir's suit. 'Look at that cock of yours, kitty. So eager. Ladybug, since he helped you along, return the favor. Suck him off—now.'
Their bodies moved like puppets. Ladybug dropped to her knees in a doggy position, her ass up as she unzipped Cat Noir's suit. His hard cock sprang free, thick and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. She leaned in, lips parting to take him deep into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head before she bobbed forward, sucking greedily as her body forced the motion.
Dominus stepped behind her, eyes locked on her exposed ass. He raised his hand and brought it down with a sharp crack against her cheek. Ladybug nearly screamed, Cat Noir's cock slipping from her lips with a wet pop. Pain flared hot across her skin.
'Focus on blowing him,' Dominus snarled, spanking her again—harder. Smack! Smack! Each strike jiggled her flesh, her ass turning crimson under the assault. She whimpered around Cat Noir's shaft, forcing it back in, cheeks hollowing as she sucked. Her lower back dripped with sweat, the mix of pain and forced arousal making her pussy throb anew.
Cat Noir stared down, heart twisting at the sight of the girl he loved—humiliated, spanked raw while her mouth worked his length. Guilt and unwanted lust warred in him as her throat tightened. With a groan, he came, hot spurts flooding her mouth. She swallowed reflexively, choking slightly as semen dribbled down her chin.
Dominus's voice slithered into Cat Noir's ears. 'You must be thrilled, kitty. Your beloved Ladybug just blew you. But that's all you'll ever get. After I rape her, I'll turn her into the whole country's plaything—except yours. And from now on, you won't touch your own dick. Ever.'
The villain reached for Ladybug's suit, trying to peel it away, but the magical fabric resisted. Frustration flickered in his eyes. 'Hand over your Miraculous—both of you.'
No choice. Ladybug's yo-yo and Cat Noir's ring slipped from their fingers, the transformations unraveling in flashes of light. Marinette Dupain-Cheng stood revealed, her civilian clothes disheveled, bluebell eyes wide with horror. Adrien Agreste emerged beside her, his model-perfect face paling as realization dawned—they knew each other's secrets now, in the worst possible moment.
Dominus grinned wickedly. He grabbed Marinette's pants, yanking them down her thighs in one rough pull, exposing her bare pussy, still slick from earlier. She struggled, but his command held her still. 'Spread for me, girl.'
Adrien lunged forward. 'No—don't touch her!' But his body froze, helpless.
Dominus positioned himself behind Marinette, his thick cock—hard and ridged—thrusting forward without mercy. He plunged into her tight pussy, stretching her walls brutally. She screamed as he bottomed out, his hips slamming against her ass. 'Take it,' he growled, pounding relentlessly, each stroke deep and punishing.
For a full hour, he raped her in front of Adrien. His cock pistoned in and out, slick with her unwilling wetness, balls slapping her clit. Marinette's cries turned to sobs, her body jolting with every brutal thrust. He groped her breasts through her shirt, pinching nipples until she arched in pain. Sweat poured down their bodies, the rooftop air thick with the sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
Adrien watched, tears streaming, his own cock twitching traitorously but his hands locked at his sides by the villain's curse. Finally, Dominus roared, burying himself deep and unloading ropes of cum into her depths, filling her pussy until it overflowed, dripping down her thighs.
Pulling out with a satisfied grunt, Dominus stepped back. 'Paris,' he broadcasted with his power, voice echoing across the city, 'Marinette Dupain-Cheng is yours. Use her as you please—fuck her, break her, make her beg.'
The command rippled outward. Crowds below stirred, eyes glazing with obedience as they converged on the rooftop, hands reaching for the broken girl. Marinette collapsed, cum leaking from her ravaged hole, her world shattering under the weight of endless violation to come.