As the amazon queen makes her announcement as to what she's going to do to you, you come to the quick realization that firstly, there's nothing you can do about it, and secondly you might as well stop wasting time begging for mercy that won't come. On the contrary, like a cornered rat, you begin to wonder if you should just go down fighting to the last.
Still as she begins to lower her gigantic wobbling tits toward you, another thought occurs. Only in your wildest of wet dreams have you ever had a chance to even be near such fantastic tits, and even if they're being used as tools of assault against you, why shouldn't you..."assault" them back. It's not as if you're not going to die anyway. Might as well have some fun on the way out. So, as the laughing amazon queen plants one of her giant tits on your body, you make your move. Your arms and legs are free (given the queen sees you as no kind of threat) so instead of trying to escape, you wrap both arms and legs around the massive tit and begin feeling it all over. At the same time, you shove your face into the mammary flesh, kissing and licking all around until you find an amazingly thick nipple to shove into your mouth, sucking ravenously.
"You call that fighting, little man?" the queen says haughtily, mistaking your intentions, "you can't fight against me. You can't even bite...properly..."
The queen now trails off as your manual and oral ministrations begin to work their magic. Your not exactly experienced, but desperation has given you inspiration as you fondle that boob with your whole body while bobbing your head up and down her sausage-sized nipple.
"Unngh!" the queen grunts in surprise and (it has to be said) pleasure, "You're...not trying to bite me then. Mmmm, that does...I'll admit...feel nice. Well...since you're down there and finding a way to be somewhat useful, maybe I'll spare you a little while longer. Oh...you do know how to use your tongue, don't you? Are you truly that entranced by my bosom?"
Naked as you are, and past the point of hoping you'll be spared, you've taken the chance of humping your now fully erect cock against the silky skin of her boob. Then the queen lets out a low chuckle and raises her tit off of you, only to shift to the side a bit.
"I'm not convinced yet of your innocence," she says, "but...you put up a compelling argument just now, let's try the other one."
Again, your vision is consumed by breastflesh, this time the queen's other tit. You give it the same treatment and find that the queen is now grinding the tit against you, moaning a little more loudly as you grope and suck it for dear life. It's a moment before the queen is actually shaking and (from what you can feel) spasming above you. Finally, she raises herself again, staring down at you with her face flushed, breathing rather hard. You think you've just made her orgasm...and orgasm hard.
"It is the lying I find most offensive," she finally says, "If you confess...I might be convinced to be merciful. Especially with the sudden...worshipful devotion you just showed. I admit that I've not been worshiped quite like that in some time."
You can see the conflict pass across her face. She could continue her fun torturing you, but you've just shown her that you can be every bit as much fun if encouraged to please her of your own accord...perhaps given a bit of encouragement.
"So," she says finally, "tell me who you work for and what you meant to learn about us."
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