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"What?" Anderson asked innocently.

It was so easy to tease Rikku that it was unfair. The former judge could do so many things to mess with her, but she always resist the temptation to keep it fair. Of course, if Rikku would ever ask to experience what she could really do... She might do it. Gently.

Anderson moaned when she felt Rikku's cock twitch in her hand. She start to jerk it off slowly, but at times she lost patience and give it a few fast strokes in between the others.

They were ready. Neither of them could have stopped anymore even if they wanted to. Anderson yelped and laughed when Rikku lift her up and set her up on the kitchen table before making her lay down on it. All the while they kept kissing each other.

Then she felt her wife's fingers on her clit.

Anderson tremble on the table and move one hand to cover her mouth to keep quiet. Rikku grind her cock against her ass as she start to finger her. When she finally pull away Anderson try to lean upwards to catch Rikku's lips one more time, but she got away and the judge lay back down with a frustrated yet loving look in her eyes.

Then Rikku asked that question.

It wasn't fair to ask it now. Anderson nearly said don't pull out without thinking. She breath in and then out against the palm of her hand which still cover her mouth. A few seconds pass. She nodded. "Yes, yes..." She panted desperately. "Don't pull out... Please." She clarified and open her legs for her.

Anderson wanted it.

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Anderson tend the fire and listen the boiling water in the kettle. The workshop was otherwise quiet, with daughter still fast asleep in her room. It was early in the morning and still quite dark, but the sun would soon rise and shine its light through the windows.

The former judge had learn a lot during her imprisonment at the Al Bhed camp, yet she was still mostly useless in the kitchen if she was left alone. She could do simple things, but not much else. Anderson try to learn more, especially after her decision to stay with the tribe even when she was given a chance to escape. She wasn't a prisoner anymore.

Glancing down at her hands as she made a mix of herbal tea Anderson's eyes were drawn to the ring on her finger. It was cheap, but it marked her as taken. She had married her own warden, raise a family and start a new life with the Al Bhed. Anderson was still an outsider here, someone who the others looked at with curiosity and suspicion, yet they accept her as one of them. She didn't mind it because most of the time the others were more amused with her than anything else: She was still trying to learn their ways, how to survive out in the desert, and mistakes couldn't be avoided.

It was a simple life. A happy life.

After steeping the tea Anderson walk into her shared bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed. She reach out to move her wife's hair to see her face. Leaning down she kiss Rikku on the cheek and whisper.

"Sun is almost up."

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With Miya's hand wrapped around her throat and the dildo filling it from the inside Anderson couldn't breathe, but then the yakuza teasingly ease her grip to make a point that she determine if the judge could breathe or not. If not for the blindfold Miya could have seen a mix of pure desperation and unwanted arousal in Anderson's eyes.

The whispering was a form of torture in itself. Miya mocked her, made fun of her and complimented her unique abilities in a twisted manner all in one. "MGHh ghr...!" The judge tried to respond, but all she could give while being gagged was incoherent mumbling.

Anderson recoiled from her touch. It was so different compared to how Hisayo treated her. Miya was gentle and teasing. It drive her crazy. Whenever her hand touch her skin the judge try to pull away.

"Dongth..." Then her hand rest at the base of her cocks... The one's she manifest for this dreamscape, Hisayo's cocks... Yet in this place Miya's creeping touch made her dread how it would feel if she would move her hand even an inch lower than it already was. Anderson's heart beat and she was made to wait what would happen next.

The judge kept gagging while Miya talked. Her spit burst past the gag and her drool drip down on Miya's hand, staining it and her triangle pubic hair which the yakuza tease with her nails.

"Rhn- ORHk.. Krhgm..."

Whatever the judge said was incoherent, but she seem to be trying to relax in her bounds or as much as she could with the dildo jammed down her throat in a constant state of gagging.

Anderson took a step closer once she had Miya spread her legs. She took a deep breath and bit her lips, clearly anticipating how good it would feel to take her. It would be a new sensation for her.

Then it happened.

The chains wrapped around her limbs and pull her backwards and up in the air. "No, no...!" Her feet nearly touch the ground as she was held there with her arms and legs out eagle spread. "Miya!" The shocked look in her eyes was on display only for a second before a blindfold appeared to cover her eyes, robbing the judge of her sight. It wasn't all.

Anderson's throat bulge visibly as a thick dildo gag appeared. It was secured tightly and it made her gag instantly. Her spit burst past the gag to stain her face, chin and then the floor as it drip down. A few drops of her drool even stain those cocks of hers, both shafts throbbing with aroused confusion.

She twist around as she struggle blindly against the chains that held her up. There was nothing she could do while Miya remove her clothes, leaving her naked in front of her.

"Nhogh..." This time the dreamscape didn't stir or change. That thick dildo invading her throat, keeping her in a state of constant gagging, ensure that the judge couldn't focus enough to use her powers. Miya got her at last. At least for now.

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This blog turned 7 years old! Oh my God.

I feel old, but super proud and happy with all the things I have been able to do here. Not to mention how happy I am with all the character development I have had for Anderson through the years thanks to my writing partners!

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Anderson took a step closer once she had Miya spread her legs. She took a deep breath and bit her lips, clearly anticipating how good it would feel to take her. It would be a new sensation for her.

Then it happened.

The chains wrapped around her limbs and pull her backwards and up in the air. "No, no...!" Her feet nearly touch the ground as she was held there with her arms and legs out eagle spread. "Miya!" The shocked look in her eyes was on display only for a second before a blindfold appeared to cover her eyes, robbing the judge of her sight. It wasn't all.

Anderson's throat bulge visibly as a thick dildo gag appeared. It was secured tightly and it made her gag instantly. Her spit burst past the gag to stain her face, chin and then the floor as it drip down. A few drops of her drool even stain those cocks of hers, both shafts throbbing with aroused confusion.

She twist around as she struggle blindly against the chains that held her up. There was nothing she could do while Miya remove her clothes, leaving her naked in front of her.

"Nhogh..." This time the dreamscape didn't stir or change. That thick dildo invading her throat, keeping her in a state of constant gagging, ensure that the judge couldn't focus enough to use her powers. Miya got her at last. At least for now.

Miya learned way too quickly how to act in the dreamscape.

Normally the people whose mind Anderson invade were easy to handle, scare and break, but this was a real struggle. Anderson's grip on Miya's leash slip when she was forced to relive a memory.

In an instant Anderson was down on her knees with thick cocks covering her face. Their heavy weight press down on her as she was forced to nuzzle against them. Then in a blink of an eye the memory move forward and her eyes rolled back to her head. She gag on a cock that was lodged down her throat while the other overshadow half of her face. It rub against her face and mess up her hair while Hisayo fuck her face. It was a moment from a past Miya get to witness as she force the judge to relive it.

For a few seconds it continue, but Anderson was quick to recover from the initial shock. The dreamscape shift once more. Hisayo disappeared and Anderson's uniform appear back on her, covering her features except for those double shafts she borrowed from Miya's sister. She was so hard. It seem the judge still plan to use them as tools to break the older Kinnou sibling.

"I would never obey people like you and your sister." Anderson was solely focused on Miya and she couldn't see the chains form around her as they threaten to bind her. The judge grab Miya's leash and pull her close, then use the momentum to redirect her so that she was thrown on the steel table. "I will show you how Hisayo tried to train me... But I endured it." Suddenly handcuffs secured themselves around Miya's wrists and Anderson grip her feet, spreading them open. It seem like she was about to win...

If only she had paid attention to her surroundings.

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Anderson kept her hands on her sides, giving Rikku a good view.

The blush on her cheeks deepen the longer her wife stared at her and she was even about to roll her eyes when Rikku finally gave her the plate, but instead she was made to gasp with Rikku burying her face in her bare chest. Rikku kiss both of her breasts before pulling away, leaving Anderson with an expression that was a mix of surprise, annoyance and joy.

"Grow up..." Anderson muttered, yet she couldn't fight back the smile that crept on her face as she begin to eat.

As they ate breakfast Anderson found it difficult to sit still. The lingering stares from her wife, having her naked chest out in the kitchen, her breathing slowly gaining speed, cause her to feel hot. Soon she rub her thighs together underneath the table. Still, it felt normal. Their relationship had always been playful.

Once they were done Rikku put the dishes beside the sink. With her wife facing away Anderson was unable to resist the temptation and she briefly reach out, connecting her mind with hers, only to plant a vision of Anderson slapping her ass in her mind. Despite that only happening in her wife's head it would feel real.

When Rikku turn back she only smirked at her.

Soon with Rikku's arms wrapped around her waist Anderson stood up from her seat. She reply to the kiss on the cheek, but did it by kissing Rikku on the lips. Once, twice, then with tongue. Somewhere between the kisses her arm move to rest on her shoulder while the other went to gently cup Rikku's crotch.

"Just take me already."

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Anderson tend the fire and listen the boiling water in the kettle. The workshop was otherwise quiet, with daughter still fast asleep in her room. It was early in the morning and still quite dark, but the sun would soon rise and shine its light through the windows.

The former judge had learn a lot during her imprisonment at the Al Bhed camp, yet she was still mostly useless in the kitchen if she was left alone. She could do simple things, but not much else. Anderson try to learn more, especially after her decision to stay with the tribe even when she was given a chance to escape. She wasn't a prisoner anymore.

Glancing down at her hands as she made a mix of herbal tea Anderson's eyes were drawn to the ring on her finger. It was cheap, but it marked her as taken. She had married her own warden, raise a family and start a new life with the Al Bhed. Anderson was still an outsider here, someone who the others looked at with curiosity and suspicion, yet they accept her as one of them. She didn't mind it because most of the time the others were more amused with her than anything else: She was still trying to learn their ways, how to survive out in the desert, and mistakes couldn't be avoided.

It was a simple life. A happy life.

After steeping the tea Anderson walk into her shared bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed. She reach out to move her wife's hair to see her face. Leaning down she kiss Rikku on the cheek and whisper.

"Sun is almost up."

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❌10-81 [Shots Fired]. From the balcony of one of Megabuilding 11's outer apartments. Another Judge investigating a civilian down call could be seen in the megabuilding over. Shooter has fed.

A judge dispatch

10-81 [Shots Fired] ❌

Anderson was at the opposite megabuilding when the dispatch call came through. She froze, not sure what to do. If she would try to make her way back down, across the street and up to the scene of the crime it would most likely be too late. Then she saw the muzzle flashes through the windows of the opposite building, from a floor with a balcony. Another judge was in a firefight against the perpetrator. They were on the side of the building that Anderson could see, at least for now. Just six or seven floors above her.

Anderson rush to the elevator lobby, only to find the lift to be out of service. She slam the door to the staircase aside and start running.

Reaching the right floor she stop to knock violently on the door of an apartment. The balcony would give her a clear line of sight to the opposite building. "The Justice Department! Open up!" She count to three before kicking the door open. The resident throw their hands up in the air, but Anderson pushed them aside. "Out of the way!"

Anderson step out to the balcony and raise her gun and took aim. The apartment of the opposite building had broken windows and there was no one there, no one on the balcony either. She was too late. Anderson lower her weapon. They got away.

"11-99. Megabuilding 11. Top floors, interior." Anderson report with a panting breath. She stare at the opposite apartment, hoping that some other judge would be able to stop them before they would leave the megabuilding and slip away with a judge as their hostage.

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Free Use Judge! Jinx, upon seeing the fuck receptacle in the alley, is going to skip over and squat down, opening up Anderson's shirt. Producing a marker, that pretty chest of hers is going to be vandalized, proclaiming "Slut", "Whore", "Bitch", and "Cumdump", as well as arrows pointing to her nipples. Capping the marker and putting the butt of it in Anderson's mouth, Jinx would then pinch and pull at her nipples, even twisting a bit before releasing them to fall back in place; a process she repeated a few more times, calling Anderson a "painslut bitch who loves this" as she did.

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Anderson shook her head with a quiet plead for the girl to stay away, but they were far too happy to approach the leashed free use judge with every intention of playing with them. The worst of all Anderson recognize her the moment she saw that blue hair.

"Jinx, get your hands... AHHh... Off of me..." Anderson try to speak, yet she found herself gasping when Jinx pull down the zipper of her uniform and open it up to reveal her naked chest.

"Don't, don't you dare... Jinx!" The judge squirm on her knees, trying to evade the marker while the girl try to write profanities on her chest. There was no way she could stop her and the useless struggle only ensure that the words written on her breasts were messy, making the sight of her even more humiliating.

Anderson glare at Jinx and she was about to say something, but the girl stuck the marker in her mouth before quickly pinching and pulling on her nipples. "GMHh?!" The judge's cry was muffled as she bit down on the marker. Before she could do anything else Jinx did it again, again and again. That angry and defiant look in her eyes was gone. Now Anderson's eyes display only disbelief and the depraved pleasure she didn't want to feel, but her body betray her.

The judge couldn't deny the accusation, not with the way her nipples grow hard and she bit on that marker to suppress her moans, so instead she kept quiet... Or as quiet as she could.

It was so wrong, but she loved it.

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I assume the point of the ask prompt is not to try to rescue Anderson xP

I assume the ask refers to this post

The answer is... No, that is not the point.

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A free use judge : Send an ask for how your muse would react to or how they would use Anderson after finding her chained to a wall in an alley behind a sleazy club next to a "Free use" sign. You can also send a writing prompt with different character(s) or a group interacting with the free use judge. Ask meme inspired by this art.

Add a ⁉️ to have a people around to watch.

Add a ❗ for the action to be more harsh/aggressive or a ❌ for Anderson to already be exhausted after being used by others. Feel free to add extra details.

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Anderson didn't hold back her voice when Rikku start to grind her hips. It start as silent, but soon Rikku heard weak moans that were accompanied by hot panting breaths against her ear.

It was the same for both of them.

When Anderson heard Rikku moan she couldn't hold back and start to grind herself against her, slowly at first and eagerly by the end. It continue for a while until Rikku pull herself together and force them to stop. Anderson felt disappointed, yet she was proud of her wife that she could resist the obvious temptation.

"Wow, hey!" Anderson laughed when Rikku pick her up and carry her out of the bed. "Carrying me like, it's embarrashmn..." The meek complaint was silenced with a sweet kiss and the former judge reply to it with passion. Anderson's hands move up to cup Rikku's face until she pull away from her.

To have her wife fetch her food proved to be too good to be true. They withheld the plate to negotiate a compromise. Anderson glance towards the door to their daughter's room, but they were still sleeping. There was still plenty of alone time with her wife. With a slight blush taking over her face Anderson roll her eyes. "Fine..." She pull her top off slowly and then toss it at Rikku, managing to have it hand on her shoulder.

"Happy now?" She asked with an embarrassed smile, knowing the answer already.

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Anderson tend the fire and listen the boiling water in the kettle. The workshop was otherwise quiet, with daughter still fast asleep in her room. It was early in the morning and still quite dark, but the sun would soon rise and shine its light through the windows.

The former judge had learn a lot during her imprisonment at the Al Bhed camp, yet she was still mostly useless in the kitchen if she was left alone. She could do simple things, but not much else. Anderson try to learn more, especially after her decision to stay with the tribe even when she was given a chance to escape. She wasn't a prisoner anymore.

Glancing down at her hands as she made a mix of herbal tea Anderson's eyes were drawn to the ring on her finger. It was cheap, but it marked her as taken. She had married her own warden, raise a family and start a new life with the Al Bhed. Anderson was still an outsider here, someone who the others looked at with curiosity and suspicion, yet they accept her as one of them. She didn't mind it because most of the time the others were more amused with her than anything else: She was still trying to learn their ways, how to survive out in the desert, and mistakes couldn't be avoided.

It was a simple life. A happy life.

After steeping the tea Anderson walk into her shared bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed. She reach out to move her wife's hair to see her face. Leaning down she kiss Rikku on the cheek and whisper.

"Sun is almost up."

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Miya learned way too quickly how to act in the dreamscape.

Normally the people whose mind Anderson invade were easy to handle, scare and break, but this was a real struggle. Anderson's grip on Miya's leash slip when she was forced to relive a memory.

In an instant Anderson was down on her knees with thick cocks covering her face. Their heavy weight press down on her as she was forced to nuzzle against them. Then in a blink of an eye the memory move forward and her eyes rolled back to her head. She gag on a cock that was lodged down her throat while the other overshadow half of her face. It rub against her face and mess up her hair while Hisayo fuck her face. It was a moment from a past Miya get to witness as she force the judge to relive it.

For a few seconds it continue, but Anderson was quick to recover from the initial shock. The dreamscape shift once more. Hisayo disappeared and Anderson's uniform appear back on her, covering her features except for those double shafts she borrowed from Miya's sister. She was so hard. It seem the judge still plan to use them as tools to break the older Kinnou sibling.

"I would never obey people like you and your sister." Anderson was solely focused on Miya and she couldn't see the chains form around her as they threaten to bind her. The judge grab Miya's leash and pull her close, then use the momentum to redirect her so that she was thrown on the steel table. "I will show you how Hisayo tried to train me... But I endured it." Suddenly handcuffs secured themselves around Miya's wrists and Anderson grip her feet, spreading them open. It seem like she was about to win...

If only she had paid attention to her surroundings.

"I bet you aren't much different from her." Anderson retort. Instinctively her free hand raise up touch her cheek. The slap didn't sting anymore, but instead she start to feel a pleasant warmth.

The judge let go of her bulge and shove her arm against Miya's chest, making sure that she wouldn't get sit up in her restraints. But Miya was gone in a blink of an eye and she shove only air. Anderson let out a frustrated groan and look around, but then she glance down at herself to see her uniform gone. She was naked and her new cocks were freed, throbbing as they hang low and start to grow hard. Miya already start to twist their shared dreamscape.

Miya was already wish herself free and to stand behind her.

"Don't touch me." She gasped, but her voice carry unmistakable pleasure with it. Anderson felt Miya's hands wrap tightly around one of her cocks, squeezing it hard to force a moan out of her. A sudden touch cause her new shafts to twitch with excitement. The tools she dream up to torment Miya with were now used to distract her.

"Shit..." The judge was unable to think of anything new for a few seconds, only capable of enjoying the touch of Miya's hands. "Don't get cocky." Anderson groan out as she reach down with one hand, trying to pull Miya's arms away from her cock. At the same time she conjure up something new: Miya would feel her breathing become slightly restrained as a tight fitting collar appear around her neck. The leash it had was a simple steel chain and Anderson held it in her free hand, giving it a strong pull in attempt to get Miya off of her.

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