Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria: Mangle and the Night Guard (closed for iwasagoodgirl)

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Mangle sighs, shifting in the room she was locked in again. She had, once again, frightened children and she was being punished for it. She looked around the room, which had become hers, noting it was bare except for spare parts and the remains of her former model, Foxy. She looked at the poor girl, who had been deactivated and moved here from the former Fredbear's Family Diner.
Mangle's story was simple: she was supposed to be the new model of Foxy, but after technical difficulties, she was shut down and put in the children's playroom of Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. She was reactivated after her technical malfunctions were fixed, but also after some of the children had messed with her parts, changing her a bit. Now at times she freaked out and scared children, and unfortunately it's led her to being locked up.
She sighed and soon realized that people were leaving, knowing it was closing time and the new night guard would be starting. She and the others always enjoyed giving the new guards a fright, but she did rather feel sorry for them. The others were a bit intense on the night guards. She knew Marionette didn't leave her room unless her music box unwound fully, and the old animatronics who were deactivated got up and moved around sometimes. She snapped back to herself when she heard the door unlock and she saw the camera move, and she looked up at it, her damaged left eye and her fully functional one looking at it.
 

Rumours had spread about the way some of these retards had schemed to frighten the night guards and how they seemed to take a perverse delight in inflicting humiliation and pain upon them. That's why Yaran was hired to ensure that this bad behaviour was dealt with at source and punished.

Part of the perks of the job was that Yaran could satisfy her own longings and lusts as long as she didn't deactivate (kill) any of those placed in her charge. She heard that one of the inmates, Mangle, was particularly desirable and wanted to see her for herself.

Turning the key to the room where Mangle was kept Yaran saw a beautiful creature starring back at her. She noticed one of her eyes was damaged but apart from that she looked perfect. "I'm Guard Yaran" she said slowly and deliberately "whenever I enter the room you will stand. Do you understand?"

Raising her left hand to emphasise the need to stand the guard added "If you do what I tell you to do without question no harm will come to you. In fact I might be able to help you." She moved forward and held Mangle's gaze "I might even be able to help you repair your eye. Do we understand each other?"
 
Mangle looked at Yaran, shifting under her gaze. She normally was obedient, but today she felt kinda down, because she hadn't had a malfunction in days. She looked at Yaran for a bit before looking away, hugging her legs closer to her. She shifted her skirt a bit in the process, and just stayed put, her ears flicking while her tail swung back and forth behind her. She knew Yaran was the new guard, but she was still shaken from losing control earlier and couldn't respond perfectly.
 
Yaran waited for Mangle to respond but was not prepared for the response she saw. Not only did Mangle seem to ignore her, she drew her legs up and sat provocatively with her arms drawing her legs upwards.

Yaran had always tried to remain professional and had always been in control of her own life. No man had ever touched her because she had never allowed any man to get that close. But suddenly looking at Mangle she became very curious. Looking hard at the prisoner she wondered why she was interested in her legs, in the length of her skirt whether she had any idea of the facts of life.

Bringing her mind back under control she said firmly "I ordered you to stand. NOW GET TO YOUR FEET!"
 
Mangle jumped in fright, and she slowly got to her feet, her good eye looking at Yaran while the ruined one just stared at nothingness, the red dot in the center unmoving. She stood there looking at Yaran, unsure of what to do. No one had ever talked to her like that before, and even though she was an animatronic, she still had feelings. She was wondering where the others were, but figured they'd just be walking around the pizzeria like they did every night.
 
Yaran looked at Mangle as she stood and moved forward to her. She sensed the fear in the prisoner's psyche and reached out her left hand to caress Mangle's right cheek.

"There's no need to be afraid" she said as she held the gaze of Mangle's good eye "I won't hurt you if you do what you're told and I won't allow others to hurt you. Do you believe me?"

Yaran had no idea why but she was concious of the prisoners innocence and as she held her cheek in her hand she wanted to protect it from others. But she also wanted to get closer to this amazing creature.
 
Mangle looked at Yaran as she shifted on her feet, her tail swaying a bit as her ears flicked. She nodded slightly to Yaran's question, her good eye staring at her. She felt the guard's hand on her cheek and she couldn't help but blush, her cheeks turning a light pink. She didn't know why, but even after how the new guard talked to her, she felt safe around her.
 
Yaran felt almost a maternal protection towards the wounded prisoner but something else was also stirring. Why did she feel the need to draw her into a kiss. She'd never kissed a man so why did she feel she needed to kiss Mangle?

Drawing her to her she covered her mouth with her own and felt an awakening build deep inside as her nipples hardened. Breaking the kiss she raised her right hand, covered Mangle's left breast and kissed her again.
 
Mangle couldn't help but blush at the feeling of Yaran kissing her, her ears flicking as she moaned into the kiss at the feeling of the night guard grabbing her breast. She was confused as to why she was doing this, and her memory circuit tried processing it. Mangle gave up trying to process what was happening and instead kissed Yaran back, her tongue prodding at the night guard's lips, her tongue surprisingly soft and wet.
 
Yaran was as confused as Mangle at what was happening. She was a virgin in every respect of the word never having ever found the right man despite many men wanting to rectify the situation. Instead she concentrated on her career. But now she found herself as the hunter not the hunted.

She found the injured victim tagged at her heart strings as well as her sexual feelings. She could feel Mangle's nipples harden to her touch as her own longing to take things further.

Breaking a long passionate kiss she whispered "You're an untouched virgin too aren't you?"
 
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