Wanda strained to see the dildo lowered between her legs, stretching her neck to trying to make out its details with a sudden urgency. It was pink, the lurid shade the only colour in this monochrome world but for her own glistening skin. It drooped slightly at the end, flexible then? The shape wasn't distinctly phallic, but relatively plain, the only detail being a single ridge that spiralled from the inch wide base all the way up the tapered length, stopping just before the narrow, rounded end. That end was the biggest clue, confirming her nervous suspicion - this was an anal dildo.
She'd never done anal stuff before, not really. Not too long ago she'd had a happy accident, trying to wipe up a falling a drop of lube, gasping as her finger felt the sensitivity of her opening, the lube shivering clear as her finger circled it over that spot. It was a feeling she now frequently enjoyed when she masturbated, something she'd quickly come to associate with her most exploratory sessions and her biggest orgasms, each filled with more thrill as to the day she built up the courage to go inside.
And now she was staring at a long anal dildo, aligned between her bound legs. The robot arm holding the dildo started to turn at the wrist, twisting the pink shape, making the spiralled ridge screw towards her. Why the hell - she was answered as another arm moved over it, holding the lube container, pouring a steady stream onto the turning pink length. A last arm clamping its circular grip around the dildo, stroked up and down, spreading the lube over the surface until it glistened as much as her tensing cock.
Just watching it stroke the dildo was making her frustrated again, feeling the grip still firmly clamped around the base of her own cock, still pulling her tightly back, increasing the aching strain, how untouched she felt, both felt all the stronger as she fruitlessly tensed in its grip. Then she saw the stroking grip let go of the dildo, its own white surface just as slick. The circular digits moved back, pulling away from the sphere between their bases, which turned and reached in between her legs, touching just under her balls.
"FAAA! FUCK!" She felt the vibrations start, fuck did she feel them! She felt it all throughout her body, the vibrations aimed directly into the pressure inside her abdomen and from there flowing out to instantly fill her entire body! She could feel her trapped orgasm so clearly, from her tensing toes to her gripping fingers, her breaths coming in short gasps as she struggled to comprehend. The vibrations stopped, her whole body heaving with her deep, shocked breaths.
"What the, what the -" she'd never felt anything like that before! And as she felt the sphere leave her she actually moaned sadly, looking down to see the arm reaching a digit in instead, felt it press into that same spot firmly.
"FA!" it wasn't as strong as before, but she could still feel it, her orgasm felt all throughout her, more so as the firm touch circled slowly. God if she came like thiis - the other digit touched her rear.
It was still wet with the lube it had stroked over the dildo, feeling far too much like her own lubed finger, so familiar, so right! And as it circled its wet touch over her sensitive opening she cried out with sudden need, the feeling so much more intense than it had ever been, yet familiar enough to fill her with memories of all her best orgasms, one after another after another, each one tensing her cock harder and harder. Then the vibrations resumed.
"FAHAA! FUCK! FUCK!" it wasn't as strong as before, the vibrating sphere only indirectly vibrating the bases of the digits, the feeling diluted greatly by the time it reached their ends pressed under her balls and against her opening. But it was enough. She felt it clearly in those two points, clearest of all in her rear, the vibrations blisteringly intense against her skin, seeming to flow through the intensity directly into her trapped orgasm and from there all the way to her wide eyes. God if she came like this?! If she came with it vibrating inside her?! Fuck, she, fuck! The vibrations stopped.
"Oh come ONN!" she whimpered, then yelped as her legs were moved. Her legrests bent at the knees, her calves moving upwards, her legs bent into the same position she was in when she was seated in the chair. Except now she wasn't sitting upright - she was lying horizontal, with her legs pushed up, spread apart, open and vulnerable. She looked down, saw the pink dildo between, rotating slowly.
"No, wait!"
The door opened. L2 rushed in, concern filling her face. Her glowing blue eyes blinked out a moment, and instantly the dildo went still and limp.
A long moment followed.
"Th-thankyou" Wanda's voice was small and high, breaking a little with the flood of relief and warmth she felt as she looked up at L2's beautiful face. Wanda's head fell back, but she still stared up at L2 as she slowly came forward, coming right up to beside Wanda's head, kneeling down until their faces were almost level.
"Are you okay?" L2 asked, the concern in her voice and face so much more real than Wanda had ever seen.
"Y-yes," she managed, "I, I was just -" she started to blush, suddenly embarrassment at how silly she'd been. She looked away.
L2's touch stopped her, gently turning her face back again. "It's okay," L2 soothed, stroking her cheek, "there's nothing to be worried about. I'm here."
"Okay," Wanda smiled, then thought, "but why are you here? Has it been an hour already?"
"Not even half."
"GAAAH!" Wanda groaned, not at any touch but at the total frustration filling her. "What the hell's WRONG with these things? They're all broken, they keep changing and stopping before I cum!"
"That's what they're meant to do."
"What! Why?!" Wanda turned back to L2 suddenly, shock and accusation contorting her face.
L2 looked down, "It's - it's part of the experiment. You're not allowed to cum until -"
"FUCK THAT!" Wanda swore up at the ceiling, "For how long?!"
"Until the 8 hour trail period is over."
"What, at fucking 4 o'clock?"
"Yes, in two hours forty three -"
"GAAAAH! FUCK EV-ER-Y-THING! How the fuck am I meant to -"
L2 turned her back, and kissed her. Wanda's sound of surprise was muffled as their lips met, wet warmth filling her. Before she even knew what was happening she was kissing back, frantically, her lips eagerly moving over L2's her tongue desperately finding hers, recoiling at the sudden rush of intensity, shivering as L2's tongue found hers.
Her voice gasped out of her as their lips parted. Dimly, she heard L2 ask: "Do you think you can try again?"
"Okay," she dreamily said, the memory of the kiss still holding her. She insistently leaned in again, finding L2's lips, exploring them more slowly, feeling their softness and slickness move over hers. Then her own lips flew open as the grip started stroking her cock again, and L2's lips overpowered hers.
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