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Misfortures for the Bitch in the Red Dress
This story is a parody style from the Resident Evil 4 game; game characters in the story will show you some funtastic positions with plaga singing tunes NO OC's in this story, unless otherwise stated.
CHAPTER TWO: Misfortunes for the fake!Bitch in the Red Dress. (you decide who is more fortunate)
PAIRING WARNING: Jack Krauser/fake!Ada Wong
RATING: NC-17 for graphic semi-non con.
DISCLAIMERS: We don't own Resident Evil.
SUMMARY: This chapter reveals many things, especially WHY the hell does Ada act so lame?
Written by CrimsonBelladonna also known as DarkCamala
TOTAL WORDS: 1,764
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Krauser rubbed his temples in annoyance, not knowing how or why Ada Wong was still alive. The slender Asian was leaning against the rail, holding her PDA out in front of her. What he wouldn't give to either push her over the edge to her death, or shove that red silk dress up and fuck the shit out of her.
As luck would have it, she was talking to Wesker. Their commander had already given him strict orders that she should remain unharmed unless her actions turn traitorous. As of yet, she was innocent. Leaning against the wall, the muscular commando eavesdropped with practiced ease.
"B-but Albert! You promised I could go with you to Moscow!" Ada's whiney, high pitched wail practically echoed around the tower.
"No wonder those ganados nearly turned you into a sacrifice. Keep your head straight, or you'll lose it." Wesker's tone was annoyed and terse.
Krauser stepped out from the communications room and onto the platform, thinking Ada had closed the connection. "What's the matter bitch? Is Wesker being a meanie?"
Ada turned, brown eyes quickly turning from submissive love slave to menstruating bitch. "Did you hear that Albert? He called me a bitch!"
The screen showed Wesker leaning back and rubbing his temples. "That's because, my dear, you are a bitch. Now, if you don't start acting like a professional, I'm going to abort this entire mission and destroy the island...with both of you there!"
The connection was closed abruptly, Ada's mouth open in mid protest. Krauser could plainly see that she was on the verge of tears, and it gave him the perfect angle to rib her again. "Aw....Albert seems to care more about the mission than his Asian fuck." Tears pooled and fell down Ada's ivory cheeks as she stormed off, Krauser's gruff laugh following her all the way down the elevator.
- - - - -
Ada Wong slammed her hands down on the table top, brown eyes shining with furious anger. “Who the hell does that bitch think she is?!” When the Organization had learned of Ada’s plans to betray them and deliver the Master Plaga sample to Wesker, they apprehended her during the night, locking her down in on an island base off the coast of Ireland. They made the fatal mistake of leaving the base loosely guarded, something she easily capitalized on. They few soldiers were easy to dispatch; getting the communications uplink to Wesker was not.
If the Organization succeeded with their false Ada, Wesker would think that she didn’t love him, and that she truly was going to betray him. The real Ada Wong could not, would not let that happen. By pure accident she found a way to hack the computer’s satellite feed and managed to track the clone through the micro-chip implanted in its skull in order to make it obey its orders. “Amateurs…”
As the real Ada watched, her doppelganger disappeared inside a run down shack near a large crevice. Ada began pacing, waiting for her to come back out. After a solid five minutes, she decided to let it be. Getting up from the computer, the Asian darted back into the hallway, stopping at the first corpse she came across. “One of you has to have a phone…” Frisking through the stiff’s pockets, Ada found nothing but a couple of condoms and some spare change. “What luck…a would-be rapist with enough decency to worry about if I would get pregnant.” Rolling her eyes, she continued on to the next body, praying that one would have phone. “Or the instructions on how to cancel the jamming system without losing my satellite feed…”
As she continued checking the fallen guards, Ada couldn’t help but wonder if Albert was aware of what was going on. The clone acted nothing like the real her. Was he really that dense, or did he just not care about her? She stopped momentarily. Wesker had been stressed these past few days. He no doubt thought that the clone’s behavior is due to mission nerves. Reassured a bit more, Ada took off again.
- - - - -
Ada leaned against the locker, more salty tears coming from her eyes. The dilapidated house outside the duel paths just outside the castle walls was a safe enough, at least for now. Little did she know that she would not be alone for too much longer. Wesker had been utterly more cruel that usual. True, she had no memories going back before the past two weeks, but she was sure he was never that harsh.
What if he found out the truth? Would he really go through with bombing the island? Ada gave a pitiful moan of despair, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. He wouldn’t do that, not to his beloved agent. Of the information she was given, Ada knew very little of Jack Krauser, save for his sexual hunger. She had noticed the way he leered at her, and shuddered.
The door slammed open, and the muscular commando sauntered in. "I know you're hiding in here Wong....It's time to come out and play." Ada gave a gasp of terror and cowered on the floor. Krauser smirked. "Fine...have it your way." He easily shoved her the rest of the way to the ground, his heavy weight bearing down on her slender frame. "I've been looking forward to this for a long damn time, bitch."
Ada cried out in submissive fear. "No! Stop Krauser...please! You wouldn't do this to me would you? To Albert's lover? I thought we were on the same side!"
Krauser licked his lips, his erection throbbing against her quivering thighs. "Yeah...we're on the same side alright...and it's time for you to give me some of the same affection you show your darling Albert." He sneered, shoving the silk folds of her dress to the side.
Ada screamed but did not try to shove him off. It was useless, she knew that. "You're so rough and big...please don't hurt me Krauser." Ada felt him start to unlace the back of her dress. "What if...what if I get pregnant?!"
Krauser scoffed. "You never seemed to worry about that when Wesker was fucking you, did you?" Roughly shoving down his pants, Krauser licked his lips before prying the woman's leg open. "Take it like the slut you are, bitch!"
Krauser roughly drove his enflamed cock into Ada’s yielding pussy. Her scream pierced the night as he ploughed solidly, hips thrusting up and down. He could feel her stretching to contain him, practically taste her pain as she sobbed brokenly beneath him. “Yeah…that’s right…you’re my bitch now.”
Ada shook her head from side to side, raven black tresses sticking to her face from the wetness of her tear trails. “You’re so big…it hurts so much!” She yelped as the large man’s hands squeezed her breasts.
“Shut the fuck up and TAKE IT!” Krauser slammed his cock even deeper inside her, the mix of blood and her pussy juices helping to ease the friction. He never realized the whore could be so tight, but low and behold, she was squirming like a newly fucked virgin. He chuckled to himself as he lowered his mouth to her breasts.
He remembered fucking Ashley. Oh yes…she had been a fun one. Not a virgin, but much more pure than this tramp. Regardless, he had to focus on turning Ada’s ass into his own personal sex toy. Capturing one dark nipple between his lips, Krauser sucked hard. Not too shocked, he heard a soft gasp of surprised pleasure escape the Asian’s mouth. It quickly turned into a screech of pain as he bit down hard enough to leave teeth marks.
Grabbing her slim shoulders roughly, Krauser pulled Ada up. “I want you to ride me bitch. I’ve had a hard day and am tired of doing all the fucking work.” Rolling over and situating himself, a smirk of cruel delight grew as he saw Ada submissively obey. Placing his hands on her hips, he jerked her chest towards him. “Very good….Let me feel your hot cunt squeezing my dick….” Roughly pinching her right nipple, the commando sucked the left once more into his mouth. Suckling like a new born at the tear, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the grip her pussy had on his hard cock.
Ada kept her eyes closed, trying to block out the image of her rapist. If only she could block out his gruff voice…if only Wesker would have came along too! Ada weakly thrust her body up and down. “Krauser…”
“That’s right bitch! Say my name! It’s my dick filling that tight hole!” Krauser couldn’t help but thrust his hips with hers, penetrating as deep as he possibly could. He felt himself ready to cum, despite the fact they had only just started fucking. He couldn’t help it; the rage combined with his long repressed sexual hunger had built him up too quick. “Shit….I’m gonna fill that pussy!” He grunted once more, and like a dam bursting, his seed erupted inside her. Without bothering to wonder about her sexual satisfaction or general health, Krauser shoved her off and stood up. Grabbing Ada roughly by the hair, Krauser shoved her face toward his cock. “Hurry up and lick him clean bitch. I’ve got to get back and report to Saddler.” He laughed cruelly as she choked on his dick, but she managed to clean him up well enough without getting him hard again. Dragging her to her feet, Krauser crushed his mouth over hers before shoving her against the wall. "I'll be back...I want to see if your ass is as tight as your cunt."
Once he was gone, Ada slumped miserably against the wall and sobbed. There was no escaping him. The sudden beeping of her PDA gave Ada a slight jolt of hope. Opening the uplink, she gave a doleful sob when she saw Wesker's face. "Albert! You have to do something! Krauser he- he just raped me!"
Albert's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. "Indeed? Miss Wong, I can't believe you would make up such pitiful lies in order to try and frame your comrade. I'm highly disappointed in you."
Ada was stunned. "B-but Albert! Look at me! He threw me down and-"
"Your acting skills are as amazing as ever, my dear, but I do not have time to deal with it! Hurry up and retrieve our sample, or you'll find yourself as expendable as Krauser!" Wesker closed the link, and Ada found herself once more drowning in a pool of tears.
CHAPTER TWO: Misfortunes for the fake!Bitch in the Red Dress. (you decide who is more fortunate)
PAIRING WARNING: Jack Krauser/fake!Ada Wong
RATING: NC-17 for graphic semi-non con.
DISCLAIMERS: We don't own Resident Evil.
SUMMARY: This chapter reveals many things, especially WHY the hell does Ada act so lame?
Written by CrimsonBelladonna also known as DarkCamala
TOTAL WORDS: 1,764
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Krauser rubbed his temples in annoyance, not knowing how or why Ada Wong was still alive. The slender Asian was leaning against the rail, holding her PDA out in front of her. What he wouldn't give to either push her over the edge to her death, or shove that red silk dress up and fuck the shit out of her.
As luck would have it, she was talking to Wesker. Their commander had already given him strict orders that she should remain unharmed unless her actions turn traitorous. As of yet, she was innocent. Leaning against the wall, the muscular commando eavesdropped with practiced ease.
"B-but Albert! You promised I could go with you to Moscow!" Ada's whiney, high pitched wail practically echoed around the tower.
"No wonder those ganados nearly turned you into a sacrifice. Keep your head straight, or you'll lose it." Wesker's tone was annoyed and terse.
Krauser stepped out from the communications room and onto the platform, thinking Ada had closed the connection. "What's the matter bitch? Is Wesker being a meanie?"
Ada turned, brown eyes quickly turning from submissive love slave to menstruating bitch. "Did you hear that Albert? He called me a bitch!"
The screen showed Wesker leaning back and rubbing his temples. "That's because, my dear, you are a bitch. Now, if you don't start acting like a professional, I'm going to abort this entire mission and destroy the island...with both of you there!"
The connection was closed abruptly, Ada's mouth open in mid protest. Krauser could plainly see that she was on the verge of tears, and it gave him the perfect angle to rib her again. "Aw....Albert seems to care more about the mission than his Asian fuck." Tears pooled and fell down Ada's ivory cheeks as she stormed off, Krauser's gruff laugh following her all the way down the elevator.
- - - - -
Ada Wong slammed her hands down on the table top, brown eyes shining with furious anger. “Who the hell does that bitch think she is?!” When the Organization had learned of Ada’s plans to betray them and deliver the Master Plaga sample to Wesker, they apprehended her during the night, locking her down in on an island base off the coast of Ireland. They made the fatal mistake of leaving the base loosely guarded, something she easily capitalized on. They few soldiers were easy to dispatch; getting the communications uplink to Wesker was not.
If the Organization succeeded with their false Ada, Wesker would think that she didn’t love him, and that she truly was going to betray him. The real Ada Wong could not, would not let that happen. By pure accident she found a way to hack the computer’s satellite feed and managed to track the clone through the micro-chip implanted in its skull in order to make it obey its orders. “Amateurs…”
As the real Ada watched, her doppelganger disappeared inside a run down shack near a large crevice. Ada began pacing, waiting for her to come back out. After a solid five minutes, she decided to let it be. Getting up from the computer, the Asian darted back into the hallway, stopping at the first corpse she came across. “One of you has to have a phone…” Frisking through the stiff’s pockets, Ada found nothing but a couple of condoms and some spare change. “What luck…a would-be rapist with enough decency to worry about if I would get pregnant.” Rolling her eyes, she continued on to the next body, praying that one would have phone. “Or the instructions on how to cancel the jamming system without losing my satellite feed…”
As she continued checking the fallen guards, Ada couldn’t help but wonder if Albert was aware of what was going on. The clone acted nothing like the real her. Was he really that dense, or did he just not care about her? She stopped momentarily. Wesker had been stressed these past few days. He no doubt thought that the clone’s behavior is due to mission nerves. Reassured a bit more, Ada took off again.
- - - - -
Ada leaned against the locker, more salty tears coming from her eyes. The dilapidated house outside the duel paths just outside the castle walls was a safe enough, at least for now. Little did she know that she would not be alone for too much longer. Wesker had been utterly more cruel that usual. True, she had no memories going back before the past two weeks, but she was sure he was never that harsh.
What if he found out the truth? Would he really go through with bombing the island? Ada gave a pitiful moan of despair, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. He wouldn’t do that, not to his beloved agent. Of the information she was given, Ada knew very little of Jack Krauser, save for his sexual hunger. She had noticed the way he leered at her, and shuddered.
The door slammed open, and the muscular commando sauntered in. "I know you're hiding in here Wong....It's time to come out and play." Ada gave a gasp of terror and cowered on the floor. Krauser smirked. "Fine...have it your way." He easily shoved her the rest of the way to the ground, his heavy weight bearing down on her slender frame. "I've been looking forward to this for a long damn time, bitch."
Ada cried out in submissive fear. "No! Stop Krauser...please! You wouldn't do this to me would you? To Albert's lover? I thought we were on the same side!"
Krauser licked his lips, his erection throbbing against her quivering thighs. "Yeah...we're on the same side alright...and it's time for you to give me some of the same affection you show your darling Albert." He sneered, shoving the silk folds of her dress to the side.
Ada screamed but did not try to shove him off. It was useless, she knew that. "You're so rough and big...please don't hurt me Krauser." Ada felt him start to unlace the back of her dress. "What if...what if I get pregnant?!"
Krauser scoffed. "You never seemed to worry about that when Wesker was fucking you, did you?" Roughly shoving down his pants, Krauser licked his lips before prying the woman's leg open. "Take it like the slut you are, bitch!"
Krauser roughly drove his enflamed cock into Ada’s yielding pussy. Her scream pierced the night as he ploughed solidly, hips thrusting up and down. He could feel her stretching to contain him, practically taste her pain as she sobbed brokenly beneath him. “Yeah…that’s right…you’re my bitch now.”
Ada shook her head from side to side, raven black tresses sticking to her face from the wetness of her tear trails. “You’re so big…it hurts so much!” She yelped as the large man’s hands squeezed her breasts.
“Shut the fuck up and TAKE IT!” Krauser slammed his cock even deeper inside her, the mix of blood and her pussy juices helping to ease the friction. He never realized the whore could be so tight, but low and behold, she was squirming like a newly fucked virgin. He chuckled to himself as he lowered his mouth to her breasts.
He remembered fucking Ashley. Oh yes…she had been a fun one. Not a virgin, but much more pure than this tramp. Regardless, he had to focus on turning Ada’s ass into his own personal sex toy. Capturing one dark nipple between his lips, Krauser sucked hard. Not too shocked, he heard a soft gasp of surprised pleasure escape the Asian’s mouth. It quickly turned into a screech of pain as he bit down hard enough to leave teeth marks.
Grabbing her slim shoulders roughly, Krauser pulled Ada up. “I want you to ride me bitch. I’ve had a hard day and am tired of doing all the fucking work.” Rolling over and situating himself, a smirk of cruel delight grew as he saw Ada submissively obey. Placing his hands on her hips, he jerked her chest towards him. “Very good….Let me feel your hot cunt squeezing my dick….” Roughly pinching her right nipple, the commando sucked the left once more into his mouth. Suckling like a new born at the tear, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the grip her pussy had on his hard cock.
Ada kept her eyes closed, trying to block out the image of her rapist. If only she could block out his gruff voice…if only Wesker would have came along too! Ada weakly thrust her body up and down. “Krauser…”
“That’s right bitch! Say my name! It’s my dick filling that tight hole!” Krauser couldn’t help but thrust his hips with hers, penetrating as deep as he possibly could. He felt himself ready to cum, despite the fact they had only just started fucking. He couldn’t help it; the rage combined with his long repressed sexual hunger had built him up too quick. “Shit….I’m gonna fill that pussy!” He grunted once more, and like a dam bursting, his seed erupted inside her. Without bothering to wonder about her sexual satisfaction or general health, Krauser shoved her off and stood up. Grabbing Ada roughly by the hair, Krauser shoved her face toward his cock. “Hurry up and lick him clean bitch. I’ve got to get back and report to Saddler.” He laughed cruelly as she choked on his dick, but she managed to clean him up well enough without getting him hard again. Dragging her to her feet, Krauser crushed his mouth over hers before shoving her against the wall. "I'll be back...I want to see if your ass is as tight as your cunt."
Once he was gone, Ada slumped miserably against the wall and sobbed. There was no escaping him. The sudden beeping of her PDA gave Ada a slight jolt of hope. Opening the uplink, she gave a doleful sob when she saw Wesker's face. "Albert! You have to do something! Krauser he- he just raped me!"
Albert's eyes narrowed behind his glasses. "Indeed? Miss Wong, I can't believe you would make up such pitiful lies in order to try and frame your comrade. I'm highly disappointed in you."
Ada was stunned. "B-but Albert! Look at me! He threw me down and-"
"Your acting skills are as amazing as ever, my dear, but I do not have time to deal with it! Hurry up and retrieve our sample, or you'll find yourself as expendable as Krauser!" Wesker closed the link, and Ada found herself once more drowning in a pool of tears.