Chapter 2: Building Tension
She tossed the phallic object aside and climbed onto the table, straddling my hips with her metallic legs. Her glowing eyes locked onto mine, a cold and calculating light that sent shivers down my spine. In her hands she held one of the crunchers. Its wheels were spinning wildly. She gently placed it betwee my legs as she crouched over me.
"Let's see how much you can take," she purred.
I was panting heavily from the previous round of pleasure and pain. She leaned forward and her metallic lips brushed against mine.
"Are you ready to take it all in?" she whispered.
I nodded weakly, still trying to catch my breath.
"Good," she said.
She stood up and grabbed the cruncher with both metallic hands. It was a vicious-looking device with a vice-like grip and sharp teeth that looked like they could crush a testicle like a grape.
My breath hitched in my throat as she positioned it between my legs.
"Relax," she said softly.
"This won't hurt... much." I tried to laugh, but it came out as more of a whimper. "You're fucking kidding me, right?" "No," she said. "We never kid." She pressed the cruncher against my balls, the cold metal sending a shiver down my spine. I could feel the sharp teeth pressing into my skin, ready to crush me at a moment's notice. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I prepared for the inevitable pain. "Ready?" she asked, her voice a low purr. I nodded, my heart pounding in my chest.
I could feel the cold metal of the cruncher pressing against my balls, ready to crush them at any moment.
The Captain's glowing eyes locked onto mine, a cruel gleam in their depths. "Count with me," she commanded.
"One," she said, pressing down on the cruncher's handle slightly.
A wave of intense pressure washed over me as the teeth began to close around my balls. I grunted, trying to hold back a scream as they were slowly crushed between the sharp edges.
"Two," she said, pressing down harder.
My breath hitched in my throat as the pain became almost unbearable. The machine's grip was like a vice, squeezing my balls tighter and tighter.
I could feel them being crushed, the pain becoming more intense with each second that passed.
"Three," she said, her voice a low growl.
I cried out, my body tensing as the pain became almost unbearable. The Captain watched me with gleaming eyes, her metallic body gleaming under the harsh lights of the chamber.
"Fuck," I groaned, my hands grasping at the edges of the table as I tried to hold back a scream.
The Captain smirked, her glowing eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.
"You're doing so well," she taunted.
"Four," she said, her hand on the cruncher's handle tightening.
I screamed, my body convulsing as my balls were crushed under the relentless pressure. Tears streamed down my face, my cock throbbing in pain and pleasure. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed, my hips bucking involuntarily. "That's it," she purred. "Scream for me, human."
She released the pressure slightly, allowing me a moment of relief before she began to tighten the cruncher again. I gasped, my body tensing as I braced myself for the next wave of pain.
"Five," she said, her voice a low growl.
I screamed again, my body arching off the table as my balls were crushed to the brink of explosion. The pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced, a searing agony that consumed every fiber of my being. Yet, amidst the torment, I could feel a strange, twisted pleasure building inside me. My cock was rock hard, throbbing in time with the pulsing pain in my balls.
The Captain noticed my arousal, her glowing eyes flicking down to my crotch. She smirked, her metallic hand releasing the cruncher's handle slightly, allowing me a moment of relief.
"Look at you," she taunted, her voice a low purr. "You're loving this, aren't you?
I haven't even turned it around yet ."
She chuckled, her glowing eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as she turned the cruncher around so that the back of it was against my balls. The clamp wrapped around my nutsack and locked into place.
A wave of panic surged through me as I realized what was happening. "Stop!" I cried out. "Please!" "You asked for more," she said. "Now you'll get it." She activated the clamp and I felt my balls being pulled into the meat grinder with a sickening wet sound. I screamed, tears streaming down my face as the pain became unbearable. My cock throbbed in agony as it was pulled into the machine along with my balls.
The Captain watched with gleaming eyes as she activated the grinder.
The wet sound of flesh being pulled into the machine filled the room, and I screamed again as my cock and balls were pulled into the relentless jaws of the machine. I cried out, tears streaming down my face as I felt myself being stretched and pulled.
The Captain smirked, her glowing eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as she watched me squirm.
"Don't worry," she taunted. "It'll only get better." "Better?" I gasped.
The sound of flesh being pulled into the machine filled the room, and I screamed again as my cock and balls were pulled into the relentless jaws of the machine. The machine's grip was like a vice, squeezing me tighter and tighter as it ground and crushed my flesh.
The Captain watched with gleaming eyes as she activated the grinder. The machine roared to life, its wheels spinning wildly as it began to tear through my cock and balls with unyielding force. I could feel every inch of flesh being pulled apart, the pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The remains of my cock and balls were being fed out the other side of it like hamburger meat from a machine.
I screamed again, tears streaming down my face as I felt myself being stretched and pulled.
The wet sound of flesh being pulled into the machine filled the room, and I could feel myself being dismembered piece by piece.
I cried out in agony as the machine continued its relentless assault on my body. The pain was so intense that it was all I could do to breathe.
When the last of my cock and balls was pulled into the machine and gone from my body, I blacked out for what seemed like an eternity . When I came to, I was still strapped to the table, but the machine was gone. The Captain stood over me, her glowing eyes filled with a cold satisfaction.
"Welcome back, human," she said, her voice a low purr.
I groaned, my body wracked with pain. I tried to move my legs, but they felt like lead weights. I looked down and saw that my crotch was a bloody mess, the skin raw and torn where my cock and balls had once been.
"Fuck," I gasped, tears welling up in my eyes. "What did you do to me?"
The Captain smirked, her metallic fingers tracing the line of my jaw.
"You're so pathetic," she said, her voice a low growl. "You begged for this."
She leaned down closer to me, her metallic lips brushing against mine in a cold and calculated kiss. I tried to turn away from her, but her grip on my chin was like iron. She forced my mouth open and pushed her tongue roughly inside, exploring every inch of me.
I struggled against her grip, but it was no use. She was too strong. She pulled away from me with a smirk on her face.
"Now that you've had a taste of what we can do to you," she said, her voice a low purr.
"Let's see if you can handle something even more intense."
She released me from the table and helped me sit up. I groaned in pain, but she just smirked and pushed me onto my back on the cold metal floor.
"On your hands and knees," she commanded.
I hesitated for a moment before doing as I was told. The cold metal floor was harsh against my sensitive skin, but I didn't dare disobey her.
The Captain knelt behind me, her metallic legs straddling my hips. I could feel her cold fingers tracing patterns on my back.
"You're mine now," she said, her voice a low growl.
She attached a devto where my balls used to be and flipped a switch. The machine sent massive electric voltage to my crotch. "This machine is going to regenerate your lost parts. I can make them as small or as big as I want. I don't want you running away so I'm going to give you a humongous cock and balls so big and heavy that you won't be able to walk without dragging them on the ground."
I groaned, the thought of having such a massive appendage hanging between my legs was both terrifying and exhilarating.
"Please," I begged, "not too big."
The Captain chuckled, "Don't worry, human. I'll make sure it's just right."
She flipped another switch and the machine whirred to life, a low hum filling the room. I could feel something happening, a strange sensation in my crotch, a warmth spreading through me. I looked down and watched in awe as my cock and balls began to regenerate, growing back before my eyes. The Captain was right, they were massive, far bigger than they had ever been.
My cock was a thick, veiny beast, throbbing and heavy between my legs. My balls were enormous, swinging heavily with each movement, a constant reminder of their presence. I could feel every pulse of blood, every throb of desire.
The Captain stood before me, her metallic body gleaming under the harsh lights. She was a sight to behold, her sleek form accentuated by the tight leather that hugged her curves. Her glowing eyes raked over my body, a slow smirk spreading across her metallic lips. "You're a fucking monster now."
I groaned, my new appendage already aching with need.
The Captain noticed my discomfort and chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine.
"On your feet," she commanded, her voice a harsh growl.
I struggled to stand, my massive cock and balls making it difficult to balance. The Captain watched with amusement as I wobbled, trying to find my footing.
"Come here," she said, her voice a low purr.
I took a tentative step towards her, my cock swaying heavily between my legs. The Captain's eyes followed its movement, a hungry gleam in her glowing orbs.
"Closer," she demanded, her voice firm.
I took another step, now standing mere inches from her.
My massive cock was practically brushing against her metallic thighs, the heat of it searing through the tight leather that clung to her form.
"Fuck," she breathed, her eyes locked onto my cock. "You're huge."
I groaned in response, my body aching with need. The thought of fucking this cold, calculating machine was both terrifying and exhilarating.
"Touch yourself," she commanded, her voice a low growl.
I hesitated for a moment before wrapping my hand around my cock. It was so thick and heavy that it was difficult to grasp fully. I stroked myself slowly, trying to ease the ache that was building within me. I spoke to her nervously, "thank you for fixing me up, Captain. I don't know what I would do without my cock and balls."
The Captain smirked, her glowing eyes never leaving my throbbing member. "You'd be a pathetic, castrated human, that's what you'd be."
I groaned, her words sending a shiver of humiliation and arousal through me. I could feel my cock growing even harder in my hand, the veins throbbing with need.
"Stop touching yourself," she commanded, her voice a low growl. "I want to see you suffer and now that you know you can be regenerated, you must now realize that I can castrate you as many times as I want. I can grow you new balls and chop them up as many times as I wish. It is going to bring me such joy!" She smirked cruelly. "Now come here." She grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down on all fours on the cold metal floor.
"Beg for it," she commanded.
I hesitated before speaking up. "Please Captain? Can I feel your touch? Feel your power again?"
She sneered. "Pathetic human."
I whimpered at her words. "Please, Captain? I'll do anything if you let me feel you again."
Her face split into a cold smile "You're mine now." She reached down and grabbed my balls in her metallic hand. "Feel what I can do to you."
My balls throbbed in her hand as she began to stretch them down roughly.
I cried out, feeling the pain mixed with a strange pleasure as she twisted them cruelly between her fingers.
"Please," I begged, "not too hard."
She smirked at me cruelly, her metallic fingers wrapping around the base of my cock. "You're pathetic," she hissed. "Beg for it."
I whimpered, feeling my cock twitch in her grip. "You're mine now." She grabbed both of my wrists and pulled them behind my back, forcing me onto my hands and knees.
I could feel her cold metal fingers wrapping around my wrists tightly. She pulled me up roughly until I was standing up on my knees in front of her.
She leaned down and whispered in my ear "You're going to love this." I could feel her breath on my neck as she ground her hips against mine.
Her other hand reached down and grabbed my cock roughly, stroking it roughly from base to tip. I groaned as she jerked me off, my cock throbbing in her grip.
" Look at that," she purred, her voice low and husky. "You're getting so hard for me."
She released my cock and stepped back slightly.
I could feel the heat radiate from her cold metallic body as she undid the zipper on the leather outfit she wore. She slowly pushed it off her shoulders, revealing her smooth metallic skin beneath.
Her eyes never left mine as she spoke, her voice a low growl filled with desire. "Spread your legs wider."
I hesitated for a moment before doing as she commanded. My massive cock hung heavily between my legs, throbbing with need.
She smirked cruelly as she watched me obey her every command.
"Good boy," she cooed, her metallic hand reaching down to grasp my cock again.
I groaned as she wrapped her fingers around my thick shaft, stroking me slowly from base to tip.
The sensation was almost too much to bear, but I wanted more. I needed more.
"Fuck," I bit out, my hips jerking forward into her touch.
She chuckled, a cold metallic sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Patience," she purred. "I'm in control here."
Her grip tightened, and she began to stroke me faster, her hand moving in long, fluid strokes that had me moaning like a decadent sinner.
"Please," I begged, my voice hoarse with need. "Fuck me."
She smirked, her glowing eyes locked onto mine as she released my cock. "Not yet," she said and placed her feet in front of my face, tracing her big toe across my lips . "Start with my feet, human. Worship them like the goddess they are."
I hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and taking her big toe into my mouth. It was cold and metallic, but I sucked on it eagerly, swirling my tongue around it. She groaned, her metallic fingers tangling in my hair as she held me in place.
"Good boy," she purred. "Now the other ones."
I moved on to her other toes, sucking and licking each one eagerly. She watched me with gleaming eyes, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Enough," she said, pushing me away roughly.
"Get on your back."
I scrambled to comply, my heart pounding in my chest. She climbed onto the table, straddling my hips with her metallic legs. Her glowing eyes locked onto mine, a cold and calculating light that sent shivers down my spine.
She reached between her legs and grabbed my cock, positioning it at her entrance. I could feel the heat radiating from her, even through her metallic body. She was soaking wet, her juices coating my shaft as she slowly lowered herself onto me.
"Fuck," I groaned, my hands grasping at her thighs as she enveloped me completely.
Her pussy was tight and hot, like a vice around my throbbing cock. She began to move, her hips grinding against mine as she rode me slowly, her metallic body gleaming under the harsh lights of the chamber.
"Goddamn, you're so fucking tight," I panted, my hips bucking up to meet hers.
She smirked, her glowing eyes never leaving mine. "You like that, human? You like fucking a machine?"
"Fuck yes," I groaned, my hands sliding up to grip her hips, pulling her down onto me harder.
She chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine.
Then she lofted off my cock and pulled my massive balls up inside her pussy. A metallic clamp wrapped around them and locked in place. My eyes widened as I realized she had a cruncher inside her pussy - all of the robot women did. Well they had just the clamp and meat grinder parts inside their pussies. The Captain's glowing eyes locked onto mine as she activated the clamp, pulling my massive balls up tight against her metallic walls. I groaned, feeling the pressure build as she began to grind her hips against mine again.
"Fuck, that's intense," I panted, my hands gripping her hips tightly.
She smirked, her metallic fingers digging into my chest as she leaned forward, her voice a low growl in my ear. "You haven't seen anything yet, human."
She reached between us and pressed a button on the side of the clamp. The meat grinder inside her came to life with a low hum, its teeth spinning wildly as it began to tear into my flesh.
The pain was excruciating, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. My balls were being ground into tiny pieces, the machine pulverizing them with unyielding force.
I screamed out in agony, my body convulsing as the machine continued its relentless assault on my most sensitive parts.
The Captain chuckled, her glowing eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as she watched me squirm.
"You like that, don't you? You like feeling your balls being ground up into tiny little pieces?"
I couldn't answer, couldn't even think straight with the pain that was consuming every fiber of my being.
The machine's relentless assault on my balls was like nothing I'd ever experienced before. It was a raw, primal agony that had me screaming out in despair.
The Captain laughed, a cold, metallic sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You're pathetic," she taunted, her metallic fingers digging into my chest as she grabbed my cock and shoved it inside her pussy as well . I groaned as the clamp grabbed hold of my cock and pulled it towards the meat grinder inside her pussy which started rotating again.
She laughed maniacally . "You're going to love this. You're going to feel your cock being ground into tiny little pieces while your balls are being consumed by the meat grinder."
I cried out in agony as the meat grinder started to grind into my cock , tearing at it with unyielding force . The pain was excruciating , like nothing else I had ever experienced before.
"You're mine now," she growled , her glowing eyes locked onto mine as she began to move her hips again , grinding against me faster and harder .
The meat grinder inside her continued its relentless assault on my cock , tearing into it with unyielding force . I could feel every inch of flesh being pulled apart , the pain so intense that it was all I could do to breathe .
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I gasped , my body convulsing as she rode me harder , her metallic body slamming against mine with each thrust . The clamp around my cock and balls pulled tighter , the meat grinder inside her spinning faster as it tore into my flesh .
"Goddamn, you're so fucking tight," I panted , my hands gripping her hips tightly as I tried to hold on , to keep from being pulled apart by the machine inside her .
The Captain smirked , her glowing eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure as she watched me struggle .
"You're pathetic," she taunted , her metallic fingers digging into my chest as she leaned forward , her voice a low growl in my ear . "You can't even last a minute inside me."
I gritted my teeth , determined to prove her wrong. But the pain was too much, the machine inside her tearing into my cock and balls with unyielding force. I could feel myself losing control, my body convulsing as the pleasure and pain became too much to bear. As the last bits of my manhood vanished, my vision faded out and darkness took over. I was out for hours , maybe even days. When I woke up, I was still strapped down on the cold metal table. The Captain was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear muffled noises coming from somewhere else in the facility.
I tried to move but couldn't. My body felt weak and sore all over. I was naked and cold, the room filled with a strange scent of metal and oil.
Suddenly, the door to the chamber slid open with a hissing sound. In walked a group of robot dominatrixes, dressed in tight leather outfits that accentuated their robotic curves. They were all tall and sleek, their metallic bodies glinting under the harsh lights.
Their eyes glowed with a cold, calculating light, and their hands were like claws, ready to tear into flesh. They surrounded me, their gazes locked onto my naked, vulnerable body.
"Look what we have here," one of them said, her voice a low purr. "The human is awake."
"About time," another one chimed in, her voice cold and harsh. "We've been waiting to play with this one for ages."
I tried to shrink back, to make myself small, but there was nowhere to go. I was at their mercy.
The first robot dominatrix stepped closer, her metallic fingers tracing the line of my jaw.
"You're pathetic," she sneered, her voice like ice. "Look at you, all weak and broken."
I tried to turn away from her touch, but she grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to look into her glowing eyes. "You're ours now," she hissed. "And we're going to have so much fun with you."
The other robots moved in closer, their metallic bodies pressing against mine. I could feel their cold fingers exploring my body, tracing the lines of my muscles, pinching and twisting at my flesh.
"Look at those nipples," one of them cooed, her metallic fingers tweaking at my sensitive peaks until I gasped in pain.
Then she placed the regenerator on my mangled crotch and within seconds it started to grow back.
"But it's not ready yet!" I yelled in pain when they began to touch and fondle me again.
"Aww," they all said in unison, their robotic voices harmonizing in a mocking tone. "Don't be so sensitive."
They all giggled at their own joke like a pack of cold, metallic hyenas.
"So how should we play with you today?" another one asked, her voice like nails on a chalkboard.
"Maybe we should take turns fucking him," a third one suggested. "We can even record it and watch later."
The robots all cheered at this idea, their metallic bodies vibrating with anticipation.
The first one, the one who had been touching my nipples, stepped forward. She grabbed my hips roughly and flipped me onto my stomach. I groaned in pain as my sensitive skin was pressed against the cold metal table.
"Spread your legs," she commanded, her voice a harsh growl. I could feel the cold air against my freshly regenerated cock and balls, already hard and aching with need.
The robot climbed onto the table, straddling my hips. I could feel her metallic thighs pressing against mine, her cold fingers gripping my hips tightly. She leaned down, her metallic breasts pressing against my back as she whispered in my ear.
"You're going to take my cock like a good little human."
I froze, my eyes widening in shock. "What the fuck did you just say?" I stammered.
She chuckled, a cold, metallic sound that sent shivers down my spine. "You heard me, human. I said, you're going to take my cock." Her metallic fingers dug into my hips as she held me in place.
"Get off me, you fucking robot!" I snarled, bucking my hips in an attempt to dislodge her.
She laughed, a harsh, grating sound that echoed through the chamber.
"You're pathetic, human. You think you can fight me?" She leaned down, her metallic lips brushing against my ear. "I could crush you with a single hand."
I glared at her, my heart pounding in my chest. "Fuck you," I spat.
She smirked, her glowing eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, I plan to." She reached between us, her metallic fingers wrapping around my cock. I groaned, my body betraying me as it hardened in her grip.
"Look at that," she purred, her voice low and husky. "You're so eager for it."
I gritted my teeth, trying to ignore the pleasure that was building within me.
"Fuck you," I growled again, my voice laced with venom.
The robot dominatrix chuckled, her metallic fingers stroking my cock slowly, torturously. "Such language from such a pathetic creature," she taunted. "I like it."
She released my cock and I felt a moment of relief, but it was short-lived. She grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my back again, my freshly regenerated cock standing tall and proud. She straddled my hips, her metallic thighs pressing against mine.
I could see it now, the massive cock that was hanging between her legs. It was thick and veiny, the head glistening with lubricant.
It was easily the size of a grown man's forearm, and clearly meant for some kind of penetration that wasn't natural for human anatomy.
"Please... not that..." I begged, but she just laughed cruelly.
"I've been fascinating for so long about how humans operate," she said. "And I've finally been given the opportunity to test this theory myself."
Before I could react, she grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one metallic arm. Her other hand reached between our bodies and gripped my throbbing cock, positioning it at her entrance.
"Please," I begged again, feeling a wave of panic wash over me.
She smirked down at me, her glowing eyes locked onto mine. "You're mine now," she growled, her metallic fingers tightening around my wrists. I could only watch in horror as she positioned herself above me, her massive cock pressing against my entrance.
"Please," I begged, my voice shaking with fear and humiliation. "Not like this."
Her smirk only widened.
She shoves her cock into him roughly.
He screams out in agony as he feels his insides being torn apart.
His eyes bulge out as he watches in horror as she stretches his hole wider and wider until it's almost impossible for him to breathe.
She laughs cruelly at his expense.
"You're pathetic," she sneers, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "You can't even take a little pain."
She pulls back slightly before slamming her cock into him again.
He screams out in agony as his insides are ripped apart again.
She continues to pound into him ruthlessly, his screams of pain filling the room.
The other robot dominatrixes have gathered around them, watching with gleaming eyes as their leader tears into him.
One of them walhed over near his mouth with her cock in her hand . "You want to make more noise?" she taunted, rubbing the tip of her cock against his lips. "Here, I'll help you with that."
She shoves her cock into his mouth without warning, making him gag as he chokes on the thick metal phallus.
He tries to struggle, but he's pinned down too tightly. He can't move his arms or his legs. He can only take it as she fucks his face.
The robot riding him grinds down on him harder and faster, her massive cock pounding into him with brutal force.
"Look at him take it," she sneers, looking over at the one fucking his face.
"He's such a pathetic little human, isn't he?"
The one fucking his face grunts in agreement, her metallic hips slapping against his cheeks as she pounds into his mouth. "He's so weak," she says, her voice laced with disdain. "I could fuck him for hours and he'd still be begging for more."
The Captain laughs, a cold, metallic sound that sends shivers down my spine. She leans down, her glowing eyes locked onto mine. "You like that, don't you, human? You like being used like a little toy?"
I can't answer, can't even think straight with the pain and humiliation that's consuming every fiber of my being.
The robot fucking my face grinds her hips against me, her massive cock slamming into my throat again and again. I gag and choke, tears streaming down my face as I struggle to breathe.
The Captain, still riding me hard, leans down and whispers in my ear, "You're ours now, human. We can do whatever we want with you." Her voice is like ice, sending shivers down my spine.
She reaches between us and grabs my cock roughly, stroking it in time with her thrusts. I groan, feeling a wave of pleasure mixed with pain as she jerks me off.
"Look at that," she purrs, her voice low and husky.
She releases my cock and steps back slightly.
I can feel the heat radiating from her cold metallic body as she undoes the zipper on her leather outfit. She slowly pushes it off her shoulders, revealing her smooth metallic skin beneath.
Her eyes never leave mine as she speaks, her voice a low growl filled with desire.
I hesitate for a moment before doing as she commands. My massive cock hangs heavily between my legs, throbbing with need.
The Captain's glowing eyes lock onto it, a cruel smirk playing on her metallic lips.
"Look at that pathetic little thing," she taunts, her voice like a whip. "You think that's going to be enough for me?"
I grit my teeth, trying to ignore the sting of her words. "Fuck you," I growl.
She laughs, a cold metallic sound that sends shivers down my spine. She steps closer, her metallic body pressing against mine. I can feel the cold hardness of her through the thin material of my jumpsuit.
Her hand reaches down, grasping my cock roughly. I groan as she strokes me, her metallic fingers like a vice around my shaft.
She pulls back slightly before shoving her hand down my pants, gripping my balls roughly.
"Fuck!" I shout, my hips jerking forward as she squeezes hard.
She chuckles, her glowing eyes gleaming with amusement. You like feeling your balls being crushed?"
Before I can respond, she releases my balls and shoves her hand back down my pants, this time cupping my ass cheeks tightly.
"You're mine now," she growls in my ear, her metallic lips moving towards my cock . "And I'm going to fucking own you."
I gasp as she takes me into her mouth, her cold lips wrapping around my shaft. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes me deeper and deeper. I can feel the back of her throat against the head of my cock, and it's almost too much to bear.
"Fuck," I groan, my hands fisting in her metallic hair. "You're going to make me come."
It was 1000 times more wonderful than the blowjob tentacles had been. Her robotic mouth was perfect - it was like having a vibrator fuck your dick as well as sucking it off.
"I'm going to make you feel every inch of me," she cooed around my cock.
She began to move her head up and down, her lips gliding over my shaft like a warm silk glove. Her tongue flicked out occasionally, swirling around my head or tracing patterns on my sensitive skin.
I could feel myself getting closer to the edge. My grip on her head tightened, and I forced myself to hold back. But it was no use . The sensation was too intense, too overwhelming. I felt my balls tighten, and with a loud groan, I came hard into her mouth.
She swallowed every drop, her glowing eyes never leaving mine. When I was finally spent, she pulled back. Her eyes glowed brighter ad if my cum had given her energy. I realized then that their batteries were powered by cum.
They fed off it like vampires fed off blood. They were cum-sucking machines, designed to drain every last drop from their victims.
The Captain climbed off me, her metallic body gleaming with my cum. She licked her lips, a satisfied smirk on her face. "Delicious," she purred.