In the cold, ceramic gutter (Gutterwoman/Mannequin)

 Hell was full, blood was fuel and you were going on a rampage across hell in a attempt to get out of it, fighting monster after monster and nearly dying around twenty or so times as you descended downwards, the feeling of a gun in your hands being more  familiar than the feeling of anything else at this point. The mechanical murderer that had started this mess and was hunting down everything within hell to sate its bloodlust hadn’t been stopped but it didn’t seem like it was advancing at all, seemingly stuck in a certain area of hell, pinned down by thousands of round of bullets and hundreds of bombs, all of them unable to kill the being but they were able to keep holding it back. You had no idea what ring you were in at this point, not that it mattered now because half of the residents of the rings had been flowing into this one to escape the blood-fuelled machine but, unfortunately for you, this meant that the ring was overcrowded and filled with things that hated you.

The most prevalent were the beings known as husks, beasts down together haphazardly out of flesh, flesh ripped apart to expose the rosy red muscle tissue, skin peeled back to reveal gray rotting bones underneath. They were easy to kill, least of all because they were not intelligent but they were trying to kill you and they often came in packs now, roaming and hunting you but they were easily gunned down if they happened to come across the other denszens that were also roaming the area now. The two other types of beast that were lurking around the area were demons, often beings that had been twisted into looking like statues with skin as cold as stone, and the machines, cold and heartless and killing everything that didn’t have electricity pumping through its body.

Despite all of this there were only two beings that you would rather run from them fight with the first of which being the mannequin, several demonic corpses strung together into one, the pale and somewhat thick skin shining in the lights of muzzle flashes. Blood leaked down the body, forever dripping across their bodies as if to taunt you or appear weak where it was really quite strong, the beast not only being able to move vast distances in not much time but also being able to tear apart beings like husks with ease. Another thing you disliked about them was that they pretended to be statues, something you knew about due to your stint in the violence ring with you only being able to realize that you could hear breathing coming from the statues before one grabbed your head and rammed it into the ground.

The second being that you ran from was known as the guttermen, gigantic and rather fat looking machines that seemed to be hell’s most dangerous, seemingly invisible to anything that the husks could throw at it. Not that the husks would get much of a chance since the guttermen came equipped with a minigun with a seemingly infinite amount of ammo, the sound of the barrel moving being followed by the sound of a hailstorm of bullets moving across the air and the sound of flesh being mulched into a fine mush. They also had a shield that could deflect against anything that you could shoot at it with any close quarters combat being out of the picture as you had learnt just now since a husk that had tried that was stomped into a puddle of mulched flesh.

Right now you could hear the sound of gatling fire in the air, the smashing of stone against metal and the screaming of various husks echoing out across the air with you being trapped within the battlefield. You just kept running, turning your head to your head briefly to see a husk, a stray type one by the look of things, screech into the air before a barrage of bullets were shot out of it, the body jiggling around in the air as the flesh was mashed apart and ripped to shreds, blobs of pulp splattering the floor. You eventually saw a building, one that seemed to have been bombed somewhat but you figured that it was better than nothing, diving inside of it and shutting the door behind you, stuffing everything you could underneath the doorknob, hoping it would be enough to delay them.

You only realized just what a bad idea that this was when you heard the sound of something skittering behind you, turning around to see nothing there as you decided to keep running, trying to escape whatever was in here with you. The sound of stones breaking underneath echoed out followed by the sounds of a bomb echoed out across the air, the sound of bullets and screaming being muffled before you would suddenly hear the sound of fresh bullets, looking in front of you to see a husk, this time being that of an armless filth. The armless was quickly run into, a massive metal gun barrel being slammed into its face as it was brought to the ground, a foot moving into the head and slowly starting to crush the head, the head slowly coming apart as you got a better look at a Gutterman.

The first place that you looked was the head of the beast which consisted of a metallic globe with varying ports around it, blackened glass hiding what was within with the globe seemingly welded onto the bronze shoulders and collar, the metal moving down onto their arms which was when you realized something had ripped its chestplate off. This would reveal that the robot not only had tits but also had rather huge ones, a pair of large doorknocker piercings moving against the nipple whilst a large amount of chub pushed out from her stomach, her skin a sickly and unnatural gray as you looked to her left arm, seeing the five barrel minigun resting dormant at its side. The sound of a head exploding into a fine paste would make you look down at the legs and crotch, seeing that it was shielded in bronze, the bronze around the crotch seemingly being like fabric whilst the legs were still hard and robotic as you realized that the Gutterwoman had seen you.

With that you would back away, the metal beast letting out a groan as it would start heading towards you, the being seemingly not shooting you which probably meant the gun got damaged when it got its chestplate ripped off. You could still hear the sound of something skittering around the place as it would swing the gun at you like a mace with you dodging out the way a couple times before you heard the skittering grow louder and louder by the moment although you weren’t focused on where the sound was coming from at that moment. You really should have because you soon felt a cold hand grab ahold of your head and slam you into the Gutterwomans bronze shoulder blades, a pain moving through your head as you fell to the ground, seeing the pale face of the mannequin looking over you.

The first place that you looked was the head of the beast, a upside down and pale white mockery of humanity which was hastily attached to the neck, blood leaking down from it as you’d follow the blood trail down the rest of the body,your eyes locked onto the torso that had been made out of two torso, the smaller breasts of the beast being attached to a smooth stomach. The beasts arms were made out of three sets of arms, all of them clutching one another and leaking blood from the gaps between the fingers, the hands of the  creature being two sets of hands that had been fused together,blood staining the handprints as your eyes would then look down at the creatures legs. The legs were also made out of two sets of arms, stuck together and clutching against one another,your eyes looking between the bloody thighs to see a pussy inbetween it with the hole resembling a slit that had been carved into that torso of the beast.

You’d then watch as the gutterwoman would proceed to grab ahold of the waistband of the armor that was around her crotch, the woman grabbing ahold it and yanking it right off her body and onto the ground. This was expose her pussy, a rather fat and puffy thing that had the tendency to drip all over the floor as you realized that they didn’t seem to be intending to kill you because you’d assumed they’d have ripped you apart as the gutterwoman would poke the rapidly growing bulge in your underwear with her minigun. The woman would then look at eachother and the mannequin would give her larger companion a nod, the pale beast quickly and elegantly moving between your legs as the other, fatter woman would move over to your face.

The mannequin would try and pull your trousers for several moments before eventually getting fed up and just tearing apart your trousers, bits of fabric being flung all over the place before your cock was exposed, bouncing into the air. You could then feel as her hands moved up into the air and grabbed ahold of her wrists, the pale and cold fingers rubbing against your skin as you’d see the womans long body above you, her head eventually moving so she was staring you in the eyes with her cold, empty ones. Blood would continue to leak out of her body, drops pouring down onto the skin before she would start raising her hips up into  the air, pussy fluids dripping down her pale legs and mixing with the blood oozing out of her limbs before she slammed down onto your member.

You groaned as you felt her tight and surprisingly warm pussy around your cock, clenching away at it as the pussy fluids dripped down across your balls, her fingers tapping and clenching away at the skin. You’d then watch as she would start to move herself up your cock, the woman’s body slowly clicking and twisting in the air, the line that separated her chest and her stomach growing larger due to the fact that she was trying to get elevation off you, the woman only stopping when she reached your tip. She’d wait for a couple seconds before she would let out a rattle into the air with you being unable to tell if that was due to a sound she was making or the sound of her limbs turning before she would slam down again with a rather large amount of force, winding you somewhat.

She would repeat this process before the gutterwoman would proceed to move herself right over your head, her pussy fluids dripping all over your face as she would start to lower herself into a kneeling position. When she did go into the kneeling position you’d see her puffed up pussy lips a few inches away from your own, the fluids pushing at your face before she proceeded to push herself down onto your face, the lips pushed against your head as she would let out a machine-like groan. With that she would start winding her hips up and down your face, slowly dragging the lips across your member, using your nose and face as a sex toy as she pressed her gun into the ground, the woman’s nipple piercings clattering around the air as she did so.

With the Gutterwoman firmly on your face, you’d then feel as the mannequin would start to go faster against your member, the woman twisting her body so that it could get closer and closer to your skin, blood flowing out of the woman in the process. With the woman’s hips going faster and faster by the moment it meant that she wasn’t stopping at your tip or base anymore, embracing the flow of the pleasure instead of just indulging in the fact that she could pin you down and fuck you. You’d also feel as her warm inner walls would start moving against your code in more coordinated motions, the woman’s inner walls making sure to nuzzle against the tip and the base, the only way that you knew she’s as getting pleasured was her fingers flicking against your skin more and more.

You’d then feel as the gutterwoman would groan out into the air again, her mechanical origin being clear within her voice before she proceeded to start grinding faster and faster against your cock, the barrel of her gun digging into the dirt. The woman’s pussy would flare up with heat, the feeling of heat pushing out across your face being rather intense as her pussy fluids dripped down onto your face and into the dirt, the fluids growing more and more plentiful as you would do so, your hands moving up to her legs as you came up with a idea. This idea was to give the woman a taste of her own medicine, the woman’s tongue pushing out of her mouth and into her plump pussy lips, the wet organ drifting across the lips of her pussy which would make her shiver in the process.

With that you’d feel as the mechanical woman would start going faster and faster by the second, the woman’s hips moving up and down your face more and more rapidly before the mannequin would seem to take notice of this. With that she would proceed to start going even faster as her, her hips gliding and slamming across your member as she would do so, her legs slowly winding against their own as both women would try and descend into pleasure more and more with you being in the middle. You’d feel as the fluids dripped down your member, coating your balls in a fresh batch of fluid as her limbs clashed against one another, the other woman’s metal and flesh hips resting against your face, almost straddling you as the gun was dug deeper and deeper into the ground.

That was when you felt yourself start to throb inside of the mannequin, the woman’s inner walls now being pushed against you whenever you throbbed, the pressure inside of your member growing more and more intense by the moment. Meanwhile you couldn’t help but feel that the gutterwoman herself was getting close to orgasming as well, the woman’s inner walls twitching more and more rapidly by the moment, the woman’s mechanical moans groaning louder and louder by the moment. Eventually the both of you couldn’t take it anymore, the woman letting out one last groan as she started to orgasm all over your face, your cock twitching and shooting cum a moment later, the mannequins hips pushing down onto your hips and clenching down on your member.

You could feel as ropes would start shooting inside of her, pushing inside of her inner walls and staining them with your seed as the Gutterwoman would groan out into the air, her fluids spraying all over your face as she would do so. You and the Gutterwoman would reach its peak around the same time as one another, a massive bundle of ropes spraying out of your member and pushing deep inside of her as a massive spray of fluids splashed across your neck and your face, the woman’s large legs shaking as she did so. Eventually both of your orgasms would come to an end, the woman’s fluid spraying getting less and less frequent by the moment as your ropes would grow lesser, the last couple of drops dripping out across the both of you as all three of you rested for a brief moment.

Eventually both of them would pull away from you, the feeling of your cock falling out of the mannequin's slit making you moan somewhat as she pulled herself away from you, the Gutterwoman doing the same. They would both move to the middle of you for a brief moment before they would both focus back on your cock again, the woman seemingly knowing what they would want to do next as you’d notice them start moving again and, with that, the Gutterwoman would then move between your legs. You’d only realized what was about to happen when you’d see her place her legs either side of your waist as it turned out that she wanted a turn on your member as well, the woman revving up her gun briefly as she would do so.

You’d watch as the Gutterwoman would get on her knees, presumably due to the fact that this was the only way she could rise you without turning your hips into a fine bone dust, the metal scraping against the concrete all the while. You’d look up at the mannequin to see her crouched over you, not seeming ready to grind herself against your face just yet despite the fact she could do so easily, seemingly wanting to watch your reaction as the Gutterwoman would raise her hips up into the air somemore. The Gutterwoman would eventually reach as far as she could go, which wasn’t all that far, before she would stop, the woman letting out a few metal groans into the air before she rammed her hips down, winding you as you’d feel her fat lipped pussy swallow your cock.

You’d moan out into the air, feeling as her insides would clench around your member with much more force than the mannequin did, the sounds of her body screeching out against the air as she did so. The woman would then start to move herself upwards, the woman’s pussy fluids dripping off your member like a waterfall as she would do so, the woman’s nipples flicking around the air before she would reach your tip where she would stop, moving somewhat unsteadily as she would do so. Eventually she would seemingly give up staying by your tip and she would proceed to ram herself down onto your hips again, staying pushed against your waist and pinning you to the ground, a slight deep breathing moving across her pale body as she started to move onto your face.

You’d feel as the Mannequin would grab your head as gently as you imagined she would be able too before folding her legs underneath your head, making an almost pillow out of her legs before she’d place you onto them. Her pussy was rather quickly pushed down onto your face, the thighs red slit dragging across your nose as the pale beast would grab ahold of your head to keep you in place, the woman’s facial expression still being empty despite the pleasure that she was clearly in. You could feel as her pussy would start grinding up against your nose, the fluids starting to drip out of her as you'd move your tongue out, starting to lap away at her pussy as she would do so, the fluids dripping into your mouth and having a ever so slight metallic taste to it in the process.

With that you’d watch as the Gutterwoman would start to speed up, the woman’s metal hips drifting up and down your member as she would do so, the fluids that were dripping out of her pussy growing even more plentiful which she used to speed up even more. You’d watch as the woman’s rifle would dig and grind into the ground, flicking broken stone upwards as you’d feel as the points of pleasure would soon become a blur around your cock, making you lean backwards into the porcelain legs as you’d done so. With that the mannequin would start grinding against your face even faster, being thin enough to right your nose somewhat as she did so with you swearing you could hear that shallow,muffled breathing growing more and more intense.

You’d feel as they would both start speeding up, growing faster and faster by the moment as the Gutterwoman's groans echoed out across the air, the woman’s plump pussy clenching around your cock much harder and more often than the Mannequin ever did. She was also moving much faster than you ever expected a woman like her to go, the woman moving up and down your member like a piston, her hips, blurring in the air somewhat as she dragged the barrel of her gun across the rock. Meanwhile the Mannequin was practically bouncing on your face, the woman’s hips pushing down onto her nose as fluids would drip onto your face and into the ground, the woman seeming more focused on watching her mechanical compatriot then anything else.

That was when you felt yourself start to throb inside of her pussy, the woman’s inner walls clenching at a near constant rate against your member as you would do so, making the entire situation even more intense then before. The woman would keep slamming and slamming against your hips as you felt the pressure start building up inside your overstimulated cock, the pressure growing worse and worse by the moment with you being able to barely keep it inside you with you being able to hold it off being a miracle at this point. It got to the point where the pressure would grow too much for you, the woman letting out a groan as she would proceed to feel your ropes shoot inside of her, her hips clamping down onto your waist to make sure you couldn’t escape or pull out of her.

The ropes would shoot out rapidly, spraying deep inside of her and only growing deeper with each volley, the ropes growing more and more plentiful with each rope you’d shove into her, her metal groaning sounding almost like a siren. The ropes would keep growing until you reached the climax of the evening, the feeling being one of the most breathtaking you’d ever felt in your life, the massive amount of ropes you pumped into her in one go probably having made her pregnant if she was capable of it. Your orgasm then came to a end, the last couple ropes shooting out quickly before it finally ended in a couple of droplets, the woman’s groans coming to an end as you felt an intense wave of exhaustion move across your body, her bones aching in the process.

The Mannequin would pull away from your body first, looking at your panting face as she’d then turn her head to the Gutterwoman, a sigh coming from you as you felt those heavy hips and plump pussy pull away from your cock, your member dripping all over the floor as they would stare at you, seemingly wondering about what to do to you. A bomb would fall from the sky and into the building that you were in which would seem to define their answer, the two of them starting to walk away from you before the mannequin would sprint into the darkness, the Gutterwoman leaving shortly thereafter which left you on your own in the middle of a literally hellish warzone. As you laid there with the chaos of war going on around you, your couldn’t help but feel a small sense of relief moving across your body, sweat dripping down your warm skin as you’d wonder if you’d ever feel like this again or if hell was filled with just a bit more lust then you thought.