Fill Re: F!Turian reached-around 2/3
anonymous
July 28 2015, 20:50:08 UTC
“Why wait?” came a familiar voice from unsettlingly close range.
Nyreen started. “Aria?” She tried to spin around to face the voice, but she was caught on something. A moment later a pulse of pleasure and pain spread out from her groin. A blue hand grasped the shaft of her new dick and prevented her from turning.
“No, don't turn around, dear, you'll hurt yourself,” Aria purred in her ear, kneading the shaft of the dick in her hand.
Just the first touch had been nearly overwhelming. Now that Aria was expertly manipulating her dick, Nyreen was thoroughly under control. The biofeedback was intense. She couldn't move, there was nothing in the world but the dick, Aria's hand, and the waves of pleasure radiating through her body from her neck to her toes, centered on her groin.
“Poor Nyreen,” said Aria. “It wasn't a bad plan, you know.” She squeezed her hand around the flange, hard. Nyreen made a high pitched noise. “You get points for imagination, at least.” Another squeeze, this time around the base. “Too bad you forgot... what did you forget?”
Nyreen could barely speak. “Aria... please...” she begged.
“Oh, there'll be time for that later. Harrot, help her out.” A tiny part of Nyreen's brain was embarrassed that the elcor salesman was watching. The rest was consumed with the new, irresistible feelings coursing through her.
“With A Mixture Of Fear and Excitement. I Am Sorry. You Do Not Fuck. With Aria,” he contributed.
“Very good, Harrot,” said Aria. “You see?” she said, stroking firmly away. “Harrot understands. He knows I need to know if one of my protégées is getting ideas.”
Nyreen couldn't fight even if she tried. The machine was too strong, the neural map too precise, she was riding the edge and had been from almost the instant Aria had grabbed her.
Aria was using her other hand to shuck Nyreen's pants like a head of corn. Her bony ass exposed, Nyreen felt the familiar thrill, in addition to the overwhelming physical sensation, of submissive vulnerability. Despite everything her head knew, she trusted Aria. She took to her knees willingly when Aria commanded it, in fact when Aria turned up the charm it make her knees go weak and she couldn't help herself.
It was enough to throw her over the edge. The cock, her cock, spurted an impressive fountain of thick artificial semen, followed up by a series of gut wrenching spasms that went beyond pleasure and into pain. She screamed.
“Nyreen, I don't recall giving you permission,” said Aria, momentarily taken aback. “I didn't have the live feed ready.” But she didn't release Nyreen's dick, and the sensations just after orgasm were impossible, like being tickled from the inside out. “Well, I suppose you deserve it.”
Nyreen was breathless, and the room grew quiet, and the lights came down.
Nyreen started. “Aria?” She tried to spin around to face the voice, but she was caught on something. A moment later a pulse of pleasure and pain spread out from her groin. A blue hand grasped the shaft of her new dick and prevented her from turning.
“No, don't turn around, dear, you'll hurt yourself,” Aria purred in her ear, kneading the shaft of the dick in her hand.
Just the first touch had been nearly overwhelming. Now that Aria was expertly manipulating her dick, Nyreen was thoroughly under control. The biofeedback was intense. She couldn't move, there was nothing in the world but the dick, Aria's hand, and the waves of pleasure radiating through her body from her neck to her toes, centered on her groin.
“Poor Nyreen,” said Aria. “It wasn't a bad plan, you know.” She squeezed her hand around the flange, hard. Nyreen made a high pitched noise. “You get points for imagination, at least.” Another squeeze, this time around the base. “Too bad you forgot... what did you forget?”
Nyreen could barely speak. “Aria... please...” she begged.
“Oh, there'll be time for that later. Harrot, help her out.” A tiny part of Nyreen's brain was embarrassed that the elcor salesman was watching. The rest was consumed with the new, irresistible feelings coursing through her.
“With A Mixture Of Fear and Excitement. I Am Sorry. You Do Not Fuck. With Aria,” he contributed.
“Very good, Harrot,” said Aria. “You see?” she said, stroking firmly away. “Harrot understands. He knows I need to know if one of my protégées is getting ideas.”
Nyreen couldn't fight even if she tried. The machine was too strong, the neural map too precise, she was riding the edge and had been from almost the instant Aria had grabbed her.
Aria was using her other hand to shuck Nyreen's pants like a head of corn. Her bony ass exposed, Nyreen felt the familiar thrill, in addition to the overwhelming physical sensation, of submissive vulnerability. Despite everything her head knew, she trusted Aria. She took to her knees willingly when Aria commanded it, in fact when Aria turned up the charm it make her knees go weak and she couldn't help herself.
It was enough to throw her over the edge. The cock, her cock, spurted an impressive fountain of thick artificial semen, followed up by a series of gut wrenching spasms that went beyond pleasure and into pain. She screamed.
“Nyreen, I don't recall giving you permission,” said Aria, momentarily taken aback. “I didn't have the live feed ready.” But she didn't release Nyreen's dick, and the sensations just after orgasm were impossible, like being tickled from the inside out. “Well, I suppose you deserve it.”
Nyreen was breathless, and the room grew quiet, and the lights came down.
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