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Sissy's Corporate Adventures
Chapter 18
The initial thrusts took the breath from Sissy's lungs; they were that powerful. Then the machine made some very minor adjustments in the tilt of the probe, thanks to the feedback program installed within its computer. Outside of a feeling of fullness, the teen was able to handle with little difficulty what the probe head was delivering. She knew it was operating but she could hear nothing except the brief exchanges between the rope master and his assistant. Somehow she wasn't surprised that Toshoiro wanted to use the machine on his sister once Sissy's test results had proven it safe for use on other subjects such as Michiyo. It was just about then that the machine began to induce muscle contractions that wracked her groin area.
Right now the blonde airhead began to experience minor discomfort as her vagina was manipulated to meet the requirements of the machine's program. The speed at which she was being penetrated was gradually increased and discomfort graduated to distress. The ball gag effectively prevented her from transmitting this informationto the pair who stood nearby and watched the shaft enter and withdraw,the probe head changing shape with every stroke. Now every time she had a contraction, the force from the machine's probe made her feel as if tiny fists were punching her along the length of her birth canal.
Naturally it was Kyoko who was the first to notice the effect the probe was causing within Sissy's body. Her companion was too focused on the relentless pounding the subject's pussy was taking, as well as thoughts of enjoying his sister's reaction as the mechanical lover mercilessly skewered her from labia to cervix.
Kyoko applied some lubricant to the probe and nodded as the rope master moved the lever controlling the speed to the next level. Sissy's eyes got big, very big as the probe battered away at her tender insides, scraping away a little bit of the mucous membrane protecting her tight twat. The assistant took the liberty of fondling the blonde's swollen tits, which still had a degree of sensitivity left in them. She grinned and licked her lips when the teen's nipples hardened some more. Perhaps this one might yet wind up in her bed, naked, bound and totally available for anything that she wished to do to that tight, rounded body.
Toshiro moved into view and from the look on this face he wanted a piece of the action, and was not about to brook any interference from his underling. Kyoko decided to establish another beachhead on the girl's bare body, moving around so that she had substantial access to the rounded cheeks sitting up on the bamboo bar and ripe for the taking. Essentially the machine was running unattended, a situation that would have given its creators heart failure. A malfunction at this speed would have serious consequences to the shaft, probe and not to mention, its user.
The rope master squeezed the blonde's tits until her eyes bulged, then yanked them brutally from side to side, before twisting the blood red nipples that had grown to nearly twice their original size. His assistant wet her middle finger and insinuated it into that chocolate starfish guarding Sissy's bowels, feeling the tough muscle giving up to her insistent pressure. At last she was in this wet, very warm region and could feel the dampness surrounding her probing digit. She pushed deeper and now the girl's back channel grew more constricted in response to the invader that was pushing deeper and deeper.
Toshiro suggested they take a break and let the machine work on the blonde's tender twat for the next thirty minutes, before changing gears so that the probe could dig deeper into her fuck pit. Kyoko was a bit disappointed with his implied order, but complied, reluctantly withdrawing her wet finger from the girl's bunghole and licking it to sample the taste of the blonde's bowels. The rope master wrinkled his nose in disgust at her actions, but charged it off to her lesbian code of conduct when it came to women. To him the only things that went up a woman's asshole were an enema nozzle and a stiff cock; chauvinism was alive and well in the land of the rising sun.
Twice during this half hour break of sorts they checked to make sure Sissy's bonds were holding secure. Kyoko added another loop to the six already anchoring their test subject's upper thighs to the bamboo bar. Toshiro, not to be upstaged, recinched the nooses pinching off her tits from their desperately needed blood supply, seeming to enjoy the agonized look on her contorted face and the tears beginning to course down her flushed cheeks. Sissy's tits were now almost as huge as Michiyo's had been, something not lost on Kyoko or for that matter, Toshiro. Those grotesquely bulging globes were nearly black and the skin so stretched that it looked as if it might start ripping open if the pressure grew much greater.
Toshiro decided to not only increase the speed by changing gears, but add another inch to the throw of the probe. Now the probe head would be battering away at the entrance to Sissy's uterus. The combination of added speed and the force increment needed to move the probe head up against the girl's prebirth chamber had the potential to be extremely detrimental to the subject's physical well-being unless closely monitored. It didn't help matters when Kyoko observed that the contractions could be made more stressing thanks to a booster switch that provided even more power to the device inducing her labor pains. Toshiro rubbed his hands gleefully as his assistant hit the boost switch and Sissy's bare body went rigid from the intense pain that radiated through her groin and along her birth canal. Now the Slickslit teen was sure that she was experiencing child birth just as her mother had described it to her when she was just coming into puberty.
Sissy was the kind of girl who enjoyed sex just as long as there wasn't too much pain and violence attached to it. Gradually her body was growing accustomed to the ruthless reaming tool that made her cunt feel like it was a second skin wrapped tightly around the probe head. The contractions still hurt, but she was learning that panting made them much more tolerable. That was one of the things she remembered from her discussions about child birth, and now it stood her in good stead. The ball gag did somewhat inhibit the full impact of panting, but what the teen was able to accomplish was most benficial. Kyoko had a quizzical look on her face as she watched their subject cope with the machine. This foreigner was becoming more and more intriguing to Toshiro's assistant.
It was Kyoko who was the first to notice that Sissy was beginning to self-lubricate. When she called it to Toshiro's attention, he doubted her at first. Some minutes later he had to recant as his eyes picked up the thin film of pussy cream that was coating the pistoning probe. Now the blonde's eyes were closed and her face lost all signs of tension. Kyoko was getting very hot and bothered by now. For some insane reason she wanted to exchange places with Sissy and feel what the teenager was experiencing.
The blonde teenager quivered through the first of a series of orgasms to the delight and amazement of her captors. The amount of thick white pussy cream oozing from her crimson lipped cunt increased dramatically. A puddle of her spendings began forming beneath her crotch that was still taking a merciless pounding from the machine. Toshiro felt as if he was losing control as his hand approached the lever that would kick the machine into its highest gear. Kyoko gasped and looked away momentarily as the mechanism paused and then went into overdrive.
Sissy's body shook and danced against the ropes holding her to the frame as the machine now whined and almost screamed as if it were a living thing. The pair were transfixed, watching dispassionately as the machine and Sissy fought to the death. The teen's body was soon covered with sweat, strange for the room was a bit on the cool side. Another orgasm ripped through her bound, bare body like a tidal wave. The machine howled like an animal in pain and the puddle of pussy cream grew larger still; dripping steadily from between her bloated cunt lips. Sissy struggled to escape the grip of the nose clips, but failed, her staring eyes once more opening and still focused on the ceiling.
Rivulets of perspiration meandered across the hillocks and crevices of her rounded form and began dripping onto the mat beneath her straining body. Another cramp rippled through her groin area, making her arch against her bonds. To Sissy, it was as if she was preparing to deliver a ten pound breech baby, the bugbear for all women in labor. Her body strained to accommodate the force of the probe that was now torturing her insides, moving with such speed that the friction it generated overwhelmed her natural lubrication. Sissy's eyes bulged from the agonizing pain that started tearing her pussy apart. She was done, and yet another massive orgasm twisted her insides into ropes of lightning. Kyoko had seen enough and she reached for the kill switch, a severe breach of discipline and one for which she would suffer greatly later.
Before her trembling fingers could touch the switch, the machine seized, jamming the shaft in such a manner that the probe head remained buried within Sissy's dry, aching cunt walls. Then the blonde foreigner had an orgasm that tore her body apart and flung the pieces into the far reaches of the galaxy for a time not capable of being measured in our world. Sissy's eyes closed and her body took on the appearance of some serpent resting in the tree waiting for its prey. Toshiro crossed himself, a bad habit that he had picked up when he was at Berkeley. They just stood there and stared at their captive who appeared to be fast asleep, her chest rising and falling in a slow, steady cadence that signaled she lived and didn't seem to have suffered too much from her experience.
"What shall we tell your brothers?" asked Kyoko in a low tembling voice.
Toshiro was silent for a time. Then he smiled and replied.
"Anything but the truth; my dear half brothers could not possibly deal with what we have just witnessed."
(To be continued-lex ludite)
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