"This shall be the most lucrative invention I have come up with yet, Boris!"
The Mad Scientist guffawed loudly as he pulled frantically at the chained pulley system, lowering the metal slab from the rooftop opening of his laboratory. After having been struck by several bolts of lightning, his experiment should nearly be reaching its conclusion. And he was damned glad of it too, for the sexual frustration of the last few months was starting to kill him.
Upon the metal slab lay the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, luminous and naked, her limbs bound down with metal clamps. The Mad Scientist grinned with anticipation as he gazed upon her in glee. Oh, yes, she would suit his purposes quite nicely. No monster would be able to see such a female without wanting to fuck her senseless. With her blonde long locks, her slight figure with voluptuous curves and her big blue eyes, she appeared to be just the sort of fragile beauty that all of the cretins of the world craved.
"We picked out the most suitable corpse to bring back to life, Boris!" the Mad Scientist raved in a self-congratulatory manner. "What luck we had to have found this exquisite woman wandering the streets of Transylvania all alone! It is a shame we had to go through that distasteful business of raping and murdering her first before putting our scheme in motion, but no plan is foolproof."
"You are a genius, Master!" Boris, his hunchbacked servant, answered back, lust gleaming in his eyes as he stared at the creature.
"We must give our ravishing beauty a name. Lucinda, I think, that is a fairly fuckable name, don't you think so?"
"Very fuckable, Master!"
"Yes, much more fuckable than Mina or Christine or Elizabeth...yes, she shall be called Lucinda!"
The two men approached her naked body, strapped down upon the metal slab.
"Such a precious treasure..." the Mad Scientist mused, in love with his creation already.
The Mad Scientist ran a finger down the line of her perfectly proportioned cheek. Her facial features were so well sculpted that she could have been a porcelain doll. Her ivory skin was soft and flawless. And her body inspired sin. In his experience, he found that most monsters craved women who were 'built', for lack of a more dignified phrase. Therefore, he was quite pleased with this woman's large breasts and plush hips. And she also had a nice lush ass that was just right to cradle a beastly cock in.
"Feel her tits, Boris. Are they not delicious?"
His servant did not need to be told twice. Enthusiastically, Boris grabbed at her luscious breasts with both hands and started squeezing at them as if he were milking a cow.
"Not too much pressure!" the Mad Scientist cautioned. "We do not want to damage the merchandise, do we? No one will want her if she is all bruised."
Boris made an effort to soften his touch, rubbing at her pink nipples with his fingertips until they erected with excitement.
"Are they not a pleasant weight and texture?"
"She has quite a rack!" Boris giggled, practically drooling as he jiggled her breasts in his hands. "Might I taste them, Master?"
"Why not?" the Mad Scientist shrugged. He could afford to be a bit generous with her. And Boris had been a great help to him.
Boris suckled hungrily at the woman's nipples until the wet buds were large and swollen.
Experimentally, the Mad Scientist slipped his fingers between her legs, testing out her folds. Even in her state of unconsciousness, she was wonderfully responsive to touch. Copiously flowing juice was already flowing out of her vagina.
"Aahh...sometimes I shock myself with my own brilliance," he gasped as he felt himself grow as hard as a rock, plunging his fingers into her warm passage. "We will make a fortune from her, Boris."
Unclamping her from the slab, the Mad Scientist carried her to a specially designed chair. With her wrists chained high above her head and her thighs spread apart as widely as they could go, she was in the position he wanted as he adjusted the seat to where her vulnerable thatch lined right up with his cock while he was standing.