The effect of unlimited lust on a body which can't find release.

Dr. Powers shimmied out of her panties and hiked her skirt up to her waist, revealing a neatly trimmed pussy, retaking her seat and spinning a dial on her control panel. Ultimamom's cunt began to leak as lust fired through her brain, burning and eating her control, her will, her hands trembled against Dr. Powers' control trying to reach her lusting cunt, her heaving tits (as Dr. Powers had not taken control of her autonomic functions). As Ultimamom moaned in lust, her heavy breathing filling the air, panting like a bitch in heat, Dr. Powers let her own free hand tease shirt covered breasts, then traced their way down her soft stomach to find her own pussy. Ultramom would be the first woman to actually pleasure her, she was the only one Dr. Powers thought worthy, but this preview, this test, aroused her beyond any porn, any gigolo, any?anything.

The hand on the control panel turned up Ultimagirl's lust as she depowered Ultimamom again, leaving two panting, **** women in the cell. A finger released them from their paralysis and they shamelessly fell to fingering themselves, skipping directly over foreplay, over all their erogenous zones, going straight for their clits and cunts, spreading, filling, fucking themselves as desperately as their limited powers could manage.

They couldn't come, of course, not with the controls set as they were. Instead their desperation drove them to ever greater fury, speed and imagination. The more experienced Ultimamom drove into her worst, most degrading and humiliating memories and fantasies, trying to **** the orgasm from her body, despite Ultimagirl's presence. Her right hand left her cunt and began to fuck her mouth, filling it with her juices, as her left continued to pound her box and rub her clit mercilessly imagining a man at each end, fucking her holes in tandem, no, not just men, Pleasure and Taboo, father and son, sharing her between them like a fucktoy, like a whore, like the slut she was, for them, not the cruel bitch she was to Ultraboy. Her right hand slid down, her left hand up, dripping pussy juice and saliva on her mammoth breasts, which she pinched savagely between her fingers seeing the cruel nipple clamps of the Bondage Master, in her mind. Her hands fell back and began to plug pussy and ass, fingers nicely lubed by her mouth and cunt. She was being double penetrated, by the Breeder's robots, the ones that had knocked her up with Ultimagirl, the ones who had given her the best orgasm of her life, the orgasm she had been chasing ever since, and what dark rabbit holes it had led her down?

"Oh, you can't make yourselves cum, you'll have to help each other, or endure, it's up to you...ladies." Dr. Powers said, her voice betraying no hint of the arousal which coursed through her body and drove her fingers into and over her body, bringing her ever closer to orgasm. The button press that dropped a dozen strap-ons of various lengths and thickness into the room almost made her cum just from the possibilities. Would they do it, she wondered. If she could make mother and daughter fuck each other, than surely she could make Ultramom fuck her and enjoy being fucked by her.