"GAA-HAA-HAA!" Wanda screamed, unable to stop herself. Her whole body arched forward, hips rocking higher into every moment of mounting bliss. She could feel it singing in her cock, buried in L2's thrusting breasts and mouth, the intense pleasure filled with a building sense of immanency.
But would it really happen? Even now, feeling the pressure in her abdomen pushing right up against the base of her cock, feeling the line between it and her sucked head glowing with mounting pleasure, her body moments from an unstoppable orgasm, she still expected something to go wrong, some last thing to stop L2 and leave Wanda unbearably on the edge all over again.
No, she smiled through her groaning breaths and tightly shut eyes, no L2 wouldn't let that happen. Shakily Wanda reached out both hands without looking, reaching between her legs, her fingertips skittering over L2's moving hair, then grabbing on for dear life as L2 thrust her tongue down Wanda's underside and made Wanda see stars.
"OH GOD, OH GOD, I'M CUMMING!" There was no way to stop it now - buried in the intense smoothness of L2's breasts, her cock singing in blistering pleasure, something deep inside had opened. The pressure inside was now inside her cock, filling her completely, bursting to get out. But Wanda was tensing so hard it couldn't escape! She was orgasming, but she wasn't cumming! And so instead the orgasm kept going, the pleasure building and building in her cock, doubling every moment it kept not ending! Wanda couldn't breathe, her mouth open and whole body shaking, every muscle clenched. Her hips were thrust right up into L2's thrusting breasts and mouth, as if straining to thrust her pressure filled cock into the orgasm she so wanted, everything frozen as the pleasure built and built and built. Then L2 pressed the dildo up into her prostate and Wanda exploded.
"GAAAAAAA-AAAAA-AAAA!" her whole body spasmed into the first torrent of bliss. Her cock squeezed the white hot pleasure out, instantly refilling and thrusting it out again, and again. Every perfectly timed thrust of the dildo sent that bliss of each spurt shooting through her entire body, every sudden suck of L2's mouth opening onto another spurt of unbearable joy. It went on and on, Wanda's whole body shuddering into each new rush of joy, shaking against L2's breasts and thrusting again into another long spurt, and another, and another, never wanting it to end!
She had no idea when it stopped. She had no idea where she was, the world refusing to become clear, every sight focussed all at once and everything utterly unrecognised by her pleasure heavy brain. She could feel herself, feel her whole body singing with radiant joy, filing every nerve, warm and nice then shuddering cold as her cock tensed again. She groaned and shivered as her cock kept tensing, spurting out a last few drops into L2's tenderly sucking mouth, another thrust of the dildo making Wanda gasp tense harder and shiver in the aftershocks all the way up to her open, smiling mouth.
She giggled. She laughed, the sound mellowing into a deep groan of satisfaction as another tense was wrung out of her and into L2. Wanda moaned with playful disappointment as L2's lips closed into a final, parting kiss, giggled as she saw L2 swallow. Wanda stared with adoration as L2, the woman that had finally, finally made her cum.
"I love you," Wanda heard herself say.
L2 froze.
"Wh- is everything okay?" Wanda asked, a crack in her perfect joy as she saw L2's face, her beautiful blue eyes, fill with sudden sadness.
L2 silently rose to her feet.
Wanda's smile vanished. "What's wrong? What, what did I -"
L2 flinched as the door opened behind her. Wanda could see a figure in the doorway, outlined by the lit hall behind, visible only as a black silhouette with glowing pink eyes.
"Progress report?" L0 asked, raising her clipboard.
L2 didn't turn around. She was still looking at Wanda, that same sadness in her eyes. But not in her face, and not in her voice as she flatly answered: "Stage 2 complete, the subject -" she swallowed, then continued flatly - "the subject is prepped and ready for stage 3."
"Very good," L0 announced, checking off her clipboard. She then raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
Wanda gasped as she was moved, her arms and legs lifting up off the chair, yet still with the chair, what the - the arm and leg rests had detached from the chair's seat, the restraints securing her wrists and ankles to the soft surfaces as they lifted her aloft in four strong, robotic arms, angling her forward. Her voice shivered out of her as she felt the dildo slip out of her body, gasping as she felt it leave a sudden emptiness inside her, her breath quickening as she was brought face to face with L2. The synth's face was completely impassive.
Hesitating only a moment, L2 stepped back, revealing the twelve robotic arms that had been waiting behind her. One held the dildo, still slick and lubed. Two more were lubing up a much thicker dildo, its pink girth bulging into many broad, concentric beads of soft material, the smallest one at the tip still thicker than the last dildo's base. But the imposing dildo wasn't wasn't what Wanda was staring at wide eyed.
What she was staring at, was the four arms lifting a heavy shape up out of the ground. It was less than a foot wide and several feet long, rounded on top and flat on the sides which telescoped down to the floor. The nearest, narrowest side was bare, save for a single dark tube, like a barrel, rising up to aim at Wanda.
The barrel came to rest with a shuddering clunk, the device locking into place aimed directly at Wanda's waist. The four nimble arms recoiled as the device began to emit a low whirring sound, building in intensity.
"What, what's going on?" Wanda's voice squeaked as she asked, unable to take her eyes off the device aimed at her. Parts of it were moving. Near the back three pairs of clear cylinders extended out of each side, their interiors bubbling slightly. Near the front a large cylinder, slightly wider than the device itself, rotated slowly, revolving something solid up into the barrel. Halfway between a broad silver circle began rotating, its notched shape turning a few points back, then spinning forwards, moving what was in the barrel forwards towards to fill the open end. It was pink.
Wanda looked harder - the cylinder filling the broad barrel was lurid pink, shining, rubbery, its surface glistening translucent as the last few inches of it slid out of the end of the barrel towards her. Then the last foot of the barrel hissed and split, the two sides collapsing back into the device to reveal a foot of glistening pink now held at its end, a clear, slightly rippling line running down its very center. The clear cylinders towards the back moved, two of them shaking and bubbling as the viscous liquid inside drained slightly a few millimetres, the pink cylinder shaking as the lube was forced down the tight line of its hollow center to leak out the slightly dimpled end.
It was an onahole. The big, scary device was aiming a sex toy at her!
"Are you fucking - hey wait-a-minute!" The robotic limbs supporting her began to move, pushing her forwards towards the machine. Her feet found the floor, flinching slightly at the unfamiliar feeling of standing again. The device was between her legs. Then her feet were pressed firmly down, the rests on her calves angling them forwards, those on her arms holding them at her sides and pulling her body down. Her knees were forced to bend, her body lowered down to straddle the device, her breath catching as she felt her balls touch down on the smooth outer surface of the onahole, her cock touching half a second later. It was warm! And smooth, just as smooth as L2's breasts. Fuck she was still rock hard, still - "GAAAHAAA!" she cried as the surface moved under her.
The onahole slid back, retracting fully into the collapsed barrel and out of sight, leaving an empty trough where it had just been, the empty space now directly below Wanda's tensing groin. The limbs pushed her down again.
"Wait, wait -" she protested as she pushed back, her legs and back straining with effort. It was like trying to push against a brick wall, less a question of strength than of solid physics. Still pushing and insisting with equal futility, she was forced steadily down, gasping as she felt her balls touch the smooth bottom of the trough, waiting with held breath for her cock to touch as well. But it didn't, her cock left an inch above the trough, aimed directly at the center of the waiting onahole. With a click she felt the robotic limbs lock in place.
She tried to move, to wiggle her hips back, realizing that her hips were still strapped in! A small section of the chair's seat had come with her, just enough to contain the three straps around the tops of her legs and across her waist, securing her to the seat now snugly pressed against her rear. With a final click she felt it lock in place too, strapping her to the device she straddled, her cock aimed right into it.
"Excellent," L0 announced with satisfied glee, "comfortable dear? of course you are," she checked another box off her clipboard. The stranger's voice sounded like L2, Wanda thought, the same tone and similar mannerisms, but with none of the tender warmth Wanda had come to hear in her L2's beautiful voice.
Wanda looked up, seeing the stranger's silhouette in the doorway, eyes glowing pink. And next to her stood the silhouette of L2, blue eyes glowing as unnaturally.
L0's pink eyes stayed fixed on Wanda, mentally checking her body was optimally positioned into the most powerful sex machine in the whole facility. "Time remaining for stage 3, L2?"
L2's eyes blinked briefly, "Two hours eighteen minutes."
"Excellent," then to Wanda, "we've got high hopes for you. With that much time, hopefully you'll be able to reach triple digits!"
Wanda wasn't listening. She was staring at L2's eyes, those beautiful, impassive eyes. She barely registered the sound of L0 snapping her fingers.
She heard and felt the machine whirr back to life between her legs, a whining sound resonating within it, building quickly. She saw the silver circle on the side move back a few paces, then spin forward, seeing the pink of the onahole as it started extending out of the device straight towards her waiting cock.
The last thing she saw before it touched her, was L2's blue eyes, looking down.
The door closed.
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