A dripping pussy

As she bends over, her dress not only reveals her toned ass, but in between her slightly spread legs you spot a shaved moist pussy, clearly dripping with excitement. Your face turns crimson as you look away, both embarrassed by the overt sexuality but the thought you may be the cause. But while your ego says it must be by you, in the back of your mind you have a nagging suspicion there must be something else at play. While you are distracted, Marie turns and says “now that y’all are set up, it’s time to get you properly outfitted for some fun!” She places a massive hand on your shoulder, guiding you to a door and explaining. “All our guest get their own special outfits, markin me as guest an keepin track of their needs. Now stand over here, and this doohickey will measure you and create your own custom getup.”

As you step in nervously, the door closes with a woosh, sealing you in and cutting off all light. In the pitch black you hear a whirl, and suddenly feel mechanized arms grabbing your wrists, ankles, and through, and pulling you into a standing spread eagle. Before you can tell, something starts moving all up and down your body, Slicing away any clothing as it squeezes and gropes every area. So many bad erotica’s go through your mind of helpless women violated by machines, but you try and calm yourself with the thought that this is just a high tech measuring system, and it has to be thorough. You start to feel aroused despite yourself as the groping measures pinches your nipples, wraps around your throat, but start to panic slightly when it feels around the ring of your asshole and pussy, probing slightly into both as it does. You feel a warm sensation as it appears to also be removing all body hair below your neck.