Run back to your room

Shocked, you bolt back to your room while shouting apologies. As you slam your door shut you are aware of the chill winter air filling your tiny room. You know the window wasn't open when you woke this morning and you quickly check the room out.

The pile of sheets in the middle of your bed appears to be suspiciously large, with a flash of foolhardy bravery you reach under. Your hand is slapped away and a second later a pair of metallic tentacles shoot out. Each one is tipped with a clamp which catches a leg, you fall ass-first to the carpeted floor with your feet suspended in the air.

"What the-" You cry, recoiling as best you can.

From under the sheets comes a metal sphere attatched to the tentacles. When you realise where it is going you start to struggle in earnest.

The sphere climbs up between you legs, shortly followed by a sharp grinding sound; you feel your panties being torn to shreds. A squirt of wet, warm lubricant is sprayed liberally over your sex then a long, thin dildo is inserted while a small fat one presses against your clit.

"Get away you little pervert!" You scream, "What the hell are you doing!"

The one inside you begins to gently fuck you while both of them vibrate wonderfully. You try to close your legs but the clamps hold strong, you barely manage to bring your knees together.

"Holy shit!" You say, "Don't do that!"

As the intensity of the fucking increases you get **** and try to drag the sphere away but the smooth surface provides no grip. You are engulfed by a powerful orgasm, then another and another until you grow too tired to resist.

Eventually you give in to the pleasure and your mind slips away, all with a satisfied smile on your face.