Work Begins

Vanessa's eyes widen when two more arms extended from the wall. To her shock, they were holding two syringes. The liquid inside glowed a faint pink with occasional sparkles. She'd never seen anything like it. When they extended toward her swollen, taut melons, she tried to shake them out of reach. Pain exploded in her bound orbs. It felt like they were about to explode. It stole her breath and left her an easy target for the approaching arms.

The needles sank deep into her breasts, just below her nipples. Oddly, other than a slight pinch, they didn't hurt. The injection felt warm, almost soothing. Voice weak, she asked, "Wh, what was that?"

The screen displayed a wall of text. Most of it was in some scientific lingo she couldn't parse. What she could understand was that the fluid was a nanobot solution designed to keep her breasts from taking any damage during punishment. That frightened her even more. Her teats strangled and about to be whipped, how hard were they going to hit her if they were worried about damage?

Distracted, she didn't notice when the two whipping arms appeared. She looked up just in time to watch the first one strike. The whip snapped right on her hard nipple. The pain was blinding! A burning fire ripping up from her bud into her chest. The aftershocks rolled through her body to leave a disturbing tingle in her clit. The machine didn't give her a chance to process. The second whip snapped on her other nipple.

The pain was just as terrible. And the odd tingle in her clit grew stronger. Beside the agony in her teats, the pleasure in her little nub filled her. Another and another strike on her heavy breasts. The pain flashed, the pleasure built. It took two more sets of lashes for her to realize what was happening in her clit. She was about to orgasm!

She shook her head and tried to beg the machine to stop. But it was cruel, heartless. The lashes began to come faster and faster. Before she knew it, the pain and pleasure blended into a torturous honeyed blade. She balanced on that knifes edge for as several heartbeats. Then the whips landed at the exact same time. She screamed out as the pain sent her over the precipice. The orgasm ripped through her like nothing she felt before.

As the machine finished whipping her, she came two more times. After, she hung limp in her restraints. Her chest heaving as her womanly juices ran down her thighs. Her mind was raw. She could hardly think. When nothing happened for almost a minute, she finally found the energy to look up. The wall display showed a status bar.

Scan completion 90%

Costume placement pending scan.

"What?" Was the machine going to put a costume on her still. She glanced down at her swollen, purpling boobs. Isn't it going to take the binds off her melons?