I awoke crumpled on the floor at the foot of the Prisoner and my wonderful state I’d felt in the morning was replaced with the very real sensations of having been tortured. I was so weak from the exertions of my muscles that I could barely stand. I took a moment to survey my body and see how well I was doing. My nipples were inflamed and swollen from the shocks and I had welts everywhere else the electrodes had touched me. My belly featured a tattoo of some odd-looking symbol where the one arm had drawn blood. I couldn’t make myself car about the tattoon at the moment. With no small effort I drew myself to my feet and made my way to the display panel. I looked to see with some relief that Prisoner now had a rewarding COMPLETED next to it. Invader was still PENDING and I mulled over putting it off for a while, just to recover you see, and then decided to just get it over with.
From the looks of it, Invader was aptly named. It had a comfortable chair with an arrangement of restraints similar to Chair except that my legs were to rest in a stirrup-type setup where each leg laid in a sort of padded trough. A cover was set to come down over each trough and hold my legs in place, spread out as if for a gynocological exam. Weary from the tortures of the day I readily resigned myself to whatever was to come and laid back into the chair. I had to relax and catch my breath for a while but then I placed my legs into the appropriate stirrups and wasn’t surprised at all when the covers came down over my legs and locked in place. The waist restraint came next and then I set my wrists into the self-locking manacles. Finally, I put my head back and let the collar lock about my neck.
Buzzings and whirrings and whines immediately began underneath me and I had a clear view of another robotic arm as it rose from a recess in the floor beneath Invader. It had a small device on it that looked rather like a 10cm long, black plastic tampon applicator with a small hole in the tip of it. In my weakend state I’d just assumed that Invader was going to do something with my ass just like Chair had done. The angle and position of the tampon thing as it closed on me told me that it wasn’t heading for my ass. It gently eased up to my crotch and moved out of my sight. I was exhausted and just closed my eyes instead of thrilling to another terrifying invasion of my body by a machine.
I felt a spray of warmth and knew it had to be some sort of lubricant. The tampon thing then gently nosed around my lubed pussy lips until it found my opening. It was surprisingly gentle as it predictably began to penetrate me. I could sense and feel it filling my pussy with the warm lubricant as it went deeper. After the tortures of the Prisoner the Invader was turning out to be an almost pleasant experience. The tampon thing kissed up to my cervix and politely stopped its advance. It didn’t stop pumping lubricant into me, though, and I found the sensation of the warm fluid pumping into my body to be a little arousing. My ex-boyfriend had come in me without a condom on a few rare occasions and it had felt nice, but the fluid being slowly pumped into me by the machine was a little warmer than come and it made for a much more stimulating experience.
The lubricant eventually overflowed and ran down my ass before dripping quite audibly onto the tiled floor beneath me. At that point the tampon thing pulled out of my pussy and I opened my eyes just as the robotic arm descended back into the floor. I closed my eyes again and wondered if that was all when I heard a whine and opened my eyes to see another arm poised menacingly between my legs. It was equipped with a very lifelike phallus of an obscene 20cm in length and easily 6cm in girth. I found myself recoiling as it approached me and its head pushed its way between my readied pussy lips. The thought of that thing being plunged all the way into me was bringing up a familiar terror in my heart and I felt a scream building up the pressure to escape my lips. Truly, I was expecting that thing to be driven into me like a nail.
I caught myself with surprise as the head of the phallus began to vibrate with the very same frequency that had brought me to exquisite levels of ecstasy on the Pony. I couldn’t help myself as my body responded to the amazing feeling being drummed up between my legs. An involuntary flush swept over me as the vibration quickly built and began to vary in intensity. Part of me still feared what was happening and part of me was wanting to grab that wonderful thing and stab it into my body. I closed my eyes as the warm glow of an impending orgasm began to build and I scooted my hips down the chair as much as I could to embrace the source of my pleasure.
Like an avalanche the joy of my release swept over me and carried me, tumbling and falling, over the precipice of a canyon of deep, enduring sexual energy. It didn’t stop, either. Wave after wave of joy built and crested only to be followed by another wave more powerful than the first. In the midst of my ongoing orgasm I opened my sexually fogged eyes and saw the phallus had pushed itself into me until I was completely involved with the vibrating miracle. Three more orgasms swept over me and then I saw the phallus begin to withdraw. I cried as the unbelievable length of it pulled from my body and my unending pleasure ended.
It held itself just a tantalizing centimetre from my straining pussy. Its delicious vibrating hadn’t stopped and it was as if the thing was deliberately teasing me. I strained as hard as I could to touch my pussy to the pleasing tool and screamed with frustration. As if on cue, I heard the vibration in the phallus increase in power and watched in amazement and relief as it plunged its entire impossible length back into me. It drove in and out of me with the speed and strength of a lover demanding to release himself in his woman. My ex-boyfriend could never compete with the fucking I was getting from this wonderful thing. The vibrating cock smacked itself deep into my sopping pussy and then yanked out only to plunge deep into me again and again.
My heart was beating so hard that I could hear it in my ears, even over the sounds of the pounding machine fucking between my legs and the wet, smacking sounds of my pussy eagerly receiving it.
God, oh good God, it didn’t stop! I didn’t want it to stop. I wanted the whole fucking robot in my pussy I was so fucking horny! I didn’t even care after an eon of pleasure that my pussy was getting dry from the non-stop fuckfest. I was so disappointed when the cock pulled from my spasming pussy and retracted to the floor. In a flash it was replaced by the tampon thingy and the tampon thing plunged into me, squirting a load of lubricant deep into my fucked out pussy. Just the thought of why it had lubed me up made me come again.
The tampon thing pulled out and fell to the floor and I was back in heaven as the cock rose up and slammed deep into me in one strong, vibrating thrust. This time it was fucking me so hard it was knocking the breath out of me and I was beginning to feel the onset of pain in my womb and my pussy from the relentless pounding. Finally, it thrust deep into me and held itself there as the vibration earthquaked me to another huge orgasm. The world went black as I passed out from the sheer, powerful pleasure.