**Chapter 3: Descent into Darkness**
Part 3
The athletic woman's grip on Toriel's arm remained unyielding as the redhead, still kissing Toriel's lips, began to move down her body. Toriel's eyes widened in horror as the redhead's head dropped, her mouth opening wide as she engulfed Toriel's dick. The sound of her lips wrapping around Toriel's flesh was like a slap in the face, and Toriel's mind reeled in shock. The blonde, meanwhile, had grasped the hem of Toriel's lab coat and was pulling it up, revealing her white tank top underneath. The athletic woman joined in, and together they pulled the top over Toriel's head, exposing her breasts. Toriel's nipples hardened in response to the cold air, and she tried to cover herself, but the women were too quick. The blonde leaned in, her mouth wrapping around Toriel's left nipple. She began to suck, her tongue swirling around the areola as she caressed the breast with her hand. The athletic woman moved to Toriel's right breast, her fingers pinching the nipple as she began to fondle it. Toriel's eyes were fixed on the redhead, who was still sucking her dick. She tried to push the woman away, but the redhead's arms wrapped around her waist, holding her in place. The sensation of the woman's mouth on her flesh was like nothing Toriel had ever experienced before, and she felt a wave of revulsion wash over her. The blonde and athletic woman continued to caress and suck Toriel's breasts, their touch making her skin crawl. Toriel tried to struggle, but they were too strong, and soon she found herself trapped in a cycle of humiliation and assault. The redhead pulled back, her mouth releasing Toriel's dick with a wet popping sound. Toriel gasped for air, her eyes fixed on the woman as she smiled, her tongue licking her lips. "You taste good," she said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. The blonde and athletic woman paused, their mouths still on Toriel's breasts, and looked at each other. Then, in unison, they leaned in, their mouths wrapping around Toriel's nipples once more. The sensation was overwhelming, and Toriel felt herself slipping into a dark and desperate place. As the women continued to assault her, Toriel realized that she was completely at their mercy. She was trapped, alone, and helpless, and the thought sent a wave of terror through her mind. She tried to struggle, but it was no use. The women were too strong, and she was too weak. In that moment, Toriel knew that she had to find a way to escape, or risk being consumed by the darkness that was closing in around her. But for now, she was trapped, and the women showed no signs of letting her go.