Ridley’s Good Ending (Metroid)

Ridley’s Good Ending (Metroid)

Commission

Themes: Alien Sex, Master/Slave, Breeding

Summary: After years and years, Samus Aran lies at the feet of her archnemesis, the Pirate Ridley... defeated.

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Samus grunts as she's tossed at the feet of the throne, powerful bindings forcing her arms behind her back and an ankle bar keeping her from so much as getting to her feet properly. She's been stripped of her Power Suit and left in nothing but her Zero Suit, the skintight bodysuit that leaves little to the imagination.

And yet, even if she's been defeated, even if the situation looks rather hopelessly, Samus Aran doesn't give in to despair. She remains defiant, even in the face of certain death. She might not be able to get to her feet, but she nevertheless raises her head and glares daggers at the one who's had her brought here.

In response, High-Warlord Ridley, now leader of the Space Pirates, grins a wicked and draconic grin as he leans forward in his throne, staring down at her with a smug aura that radiates from every fiber of his being.

The two of them have archenemies for years and years at this point. Samus' work as a bounty hunter and Ridley's existence as a despicable space pirate had made their initial clash inevitable... but it had only gotten more and more personal over time. Ridley had never quite managed to kill Samus, and Samus had obviously failed to permanently neutralize the bastard or they wouldn't be here right now.

There was a point where Samus DID think that Ridley was dead or at least gone. The Space Pirates were said to have been disbanded and scattered to the corners of space, no longer a problem. And yet... Samus should never have trusted the Federation to do the job properly. She knew from her own work as an independent contractor that they were ultimately useless when it came to anything important.

No, the Space Pirates hadn't been destroyed... they'd simply gone into hiding to rebuild and remake their fleets. All... with Ridley himself at the helm as their High-Warlord. For as long as Samus had known him, Ridley had always been subordinate to someone else. High-Ranking, sure... but he'd never truly been in charge.

That wasn't true anymore. The buck stopped with the alien space dragon currently sat before her now, and it seemed he'd put his authority to selfish and personal use as soon as he could by having her captured.

"Samus Aran... at long last, you kneel before me in supplication, as you should have from the very beginning."

Samus grits her teeth and glowers up at him. She would stand if she could, but the ankle bar prevents her from getting to her feet. She's FORCED to kneel before him and she knows he knows that. But she's not going to give him the satisfaction of arguing or complaining. She refuses to give him any satisfaction at all.

"Just get it over with already, you bastard. Kill me and be done with it."

Samus holds her head high and waits for death with as much pride and dignity as she can muster. Which is why it's rather frustrating when rather than granting her the swift death she deserves, Ridley just laughs at her.

"Bahaha! So quick to give up! Who knew the great Samus Aran would be so eager to take the easy way out?!"

Samus flushes at that, grinding her teeth audibly. Of course. She should have known that no matter what she said, he would find a way to twist it and turn it around on her. Rather than let him continue using her own words to humiliate her further, Samus falls silent and just keeps on glaring while she waits for her inevitable demise once Ridley gets bored of gloating.

"... I'm not going to kill you, bitch."

Wait, what?"

Suddenly rising from his throne, the space dragon towers over her as he peers down with beady yellow eyes.

"Death would be a mercy after how much pain you've inflicted on me, you stupid cunt."

On him?! What about all the times he tried to kill her?! But Samus can't even muster up her outrage before he continues on.

"No... I'm going to keep you, bounty hunter. As my own personal slave, collared to my throne... my very own broodmother."

Samus' eyes widen in disbelief at that last part, causing Ridley's maw to stretch into a wide and wicked grin.

Then, to add insult to injury, Ridley reaches down and rips the crotch of the Zero Suit away next, exposing her gushing wet slit to the air as well. More importantly, he exposes her... to him.

The hulking Space Pirate suddenly turns Samus around and lifts her up into the air. Hands bound behind her back, ankles locked together by the bar, Samus can't do anything but squirm in the alien dragon's grasp as he takes a couple of steps backwards and then casually sits back down on his throne. He brings her with him, and in doing so, positions her right above his cockhead.

Samus stiffens at the feeling of Ridley's massive alien prick pressing against her slit down below. An involuntary wanton moan manages to escape the blonde bounty hunter's lips in anticipation as her body all but begs to be fucked. Samus though, she still has some control left. She doesn't want this. She shakes her head, staring down at where they're about to be joined.

"W-Wait... Ridley... it'll n-never fit. You can't..."

Trying to appeal to his rational mind, as it turns out, is a dumb idea. Especially when he apparently knows something she doesn't.

"It won't fit? Shall we test that, slave?"

Without further ado, Ridley drives her down onto his cock, impaling her upon his huge alien meat right then and there. Samus' eyes bulge out of her skull as the air is knocked out of her lungs and a huge thick outline of Ridley's length makes itself visible on her abdomen. And yet... it does fit. She doesn't tear. She's not ripped to shreds in a gruesome and debauched manner.

Instead, somehow... her body is taking Ridley's cock, even as he leans back on his throne and begins to bounce her up and down on his dick. Of course, just because she can somehow handle the Pirate Warlord's member doesn't mean she WANTS to. Nor that it isn't insanely uncomfortable, right alongside insanely pleasurable.

"N-No! Mm! Nngh! S-Stop this! Y-You bastard, let me g-go! Just... k-kill me!"

But Ridley just laughs some more as he continues fucking her.

"Already told you, bitch. Not going to let you die any time soon. You're going to ensure my legacy first. Give birth to a few dozen batches of Ridley Jr.'s. Then, and only then, will I maybe consider letting you die. Besides... your body is already enjoying it. All you have to do is give in to the pleasure."

A few dozen batches?! It dawns on Samus then that she has no fucking clue how the reproduction of Ridley's species works. Still, the worst part is... he's right. About the other part. Her body IS already enjoying it. And the more he fucks her from below, the more he bounces her on his big fat alien cock... the more her body loves it.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Samus tries to fight it. Truly she does. This wasn't how it was supposed to end for her. Captured and killed was bad, but not entirely ignoble. She knew she'd made enemies, after all. But this? This was worse than ignoble; it was downright depraved. She didn't want to break all over Ridley's cock. She didn't want to become his needy, horny fuck toy. She had to resist. She had to keep her mind intact until she could find a moment to break free and escape.

"Hm, still trying to hold it back, aren't you? No matter... I'll just pick up the pace."

Samus' eyes widen as she looks down and sees Ridley shift for a moment... and then do exactly that. She'd already thought he was going plenty fast before, but all of the sudden he's fucking her upon his cock at breakneck speeds. It's too much. Samus' eyes cross, her lips form a lewd and perverted 'o' shape, and she moans as her naked breasts bounce and jiggle all over the place.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

With a squealing cry, she cums all over Ridley's cock... and then she does it again. And again. And again. Swiftly enough, Samus loses track of just how many times she's orgasmed for her archnemesis. She loses track of everything except for the pleasure and how good it feels to have him inside of her.

Time ceases to have meaning. Resistance is rendered futile. Samus' eyes roll back in her skull soon enough, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. Until finally, after what seems like an eternity... Ridley cums inside of her. And if she thought that would be her respite, her moment to recover... she was wrong. Drinking his cum was one thing. Having it fill her womb though, that's what finally breaks Samus Aran. That's what finally shatters the proud and dignified bounty hunter's psyche even as she quivers and squeals like a whore while climaxing all over his jizzing dick.

Finally, Ridley pulls her up off of his cock and drops her down onto her knees between his legs once more. Samus finds herself dropped forward so that her head is on Ridley's thigh, her face inches from his messy prick. Without missing a beat, the broken bounty hunter moans mindlessly and leans forward, nuzzling and lapping at her Master's cock.

Samus Aran has been shattered into a million pieces. The bounty hunter is gone and in her place is precisely what Ridley desired. A horny, needy broodmare desperate for his cock and eager to carry his broods.

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