Bar None
Erin had finished a long week at work, and was considering the color scheme she should decorate her kitchen with. Her long strawberry blonde hair fell in loose curls in a ponytail, and her blue eyes shone with happiness at the prospect of a whole weekend off work. She had no idea of what would happen next, she turned the corner, to see the street unusually quiet. Then in a second everything went black as she passed out.
She woke to the sound of beeps, and as her hazy, heavy eyes looked around the odd bright white room she frowned. A cuff was around her wrist monitoring her heart rate she thought. She pulled it off and ignored the beep as she shuffled off the strange cold platform. She saw a door and as she approached it opened. To a bathroom thankfully, she was utterly confused as to where she was, but she had the driving need to get clean. Her whole body was sticky with dried sweat beneath her clothes, a plain hospital robe awaited her, and she assumed it must be a hospital.
No one had stopped her so she slid into the shower with a groan of relief, cleaning herself thoroughly and slipping on the robe to go out. Another door led to a hallway and she followed it, everything was bright white and plain, futuristic and sleek in design. She came to a room that looked oddly like a bar, empty, it had a row of four comfortable looking bar stools. The bar behind held a myriad of beautifully sculpted glass bottles filled with unknown liquids.
She walked in, and as the door shut behind her it was even more quiet, until a quiet peaceful lull of classical music played at a low volume. She smiled, and walked over to the stools, they were a beautiful shade of cornflower blue. The material shiny and slick looking, as if it would curve to one's derriere to be the perfect seat.
The seat felt cool to the touch, she hopped up, humming as she wriggled her butt to get comfortable, it was a little tall, and her feet perched on the two-foot rests as opposed to the floor.
She was observing the glass bottles when something shifted and she wobbled, she yelped as she felt cold cuffs lock her ankles to the footrests, and she almost fell trying to stand and clung to the bar, a mistake as the bar suddenly liquefied slightly and shifted shape so her wrists were cuffed to it. She could still stand and lift her butt slightly off the chair, but not much.
She looked around in panic, what the hell was going on, what kind of place was this?! And why did she not question the appearance of an empty bar in what she assumed was a hospital in the first place?! She felt fuzzy headed, and sat down to lay her head on her hands on the bar.
She was given barely a moment to overcome the dizziness until the stool beneath her cooled and she raised an eyebrow, her hospital gown had barely covered her bare arse, and now it was torn from her body by odd vine like wires moving about like snakes. She screeched as she sat there naked, bare breasts heavy and arse tingling on the cold stool seat. She looked around but was thankfully still alone, unable to cover herself as her wrists and ankles were securely cuffed.
One of the thicker wire like things swirled in front of her face as if observing, then it prodded at her lips and she recoiled at its coldness. Another wrapped around her neck and both made her choke slightly until she stilled, and held her still.
The thick wire again prodded her lips and pushed inside her mouth; she coughed as it stroked every surface inside her mouth. Then it stroked her tongue with its cold slickness and slowly pushed deeper, she gagged and choked as it pushed into her throat. Tears ran down her face as she was held still, it seemed to pulsate inside her throat and a spray of sweet and Herby nectar was sprayed down her throat as she choked and it forced her to swallow the sticky sweetness. It slowly pulled back after a vicious thrust deeper and another spray of sweet nectar.
The taste was oddly herbal and sweet, like some kind of cough mixture but thicker, as she swallowed her eyes became hooded, and she got hotter. It happened gradually but soon she felt her pussy bloom and get wet in a way it hadn't in awhile as she had been so focused on work. Her breasts felt heavier and tingly. Her body shivered with hot need, and she blushed as her pussy pushed out wetness so much the stool beneath her was soaked with her juices.
It was so sudden, but God she needed to be fucked so badly, had she been free from the bonds she may have crawled the halls begging someone, absolutely anyone, fuck her.
The stool again cooled beneath her, and its soft silkiness shifted, suddenly a thick cock like protrusion was pushing at her pussy lips and she thrashed and said "what the fuck!"
She could only think she must be dreaming; she had never been so out of her mind insane with lust. The cock was cold and slick like the chair, but it had a rubbery give to it, and it tingled and burned slightly as it pushed inside her pussy with a wet noise. It moved by itself and she whimpered as it grew inside her, lengthening and thickening.
It felt so damn good that all she could do was moan as it thrust inside her, like the chair itself was alive, it shifted around her ass, gripping her tightly as it fucked deep inside her.
She was moaning unabashedly as suddenly the wires were back, and two curved around her breasts in a coil, massaging them and making her gasp. The ends of the wires seemed to open, and latched onto her nipples as she cried out. They were slick, wet and cold as they suckled rhythmically on her nipples.
It felt amazing, until something inside the wires seemed to pierce inside her nipples, it was cold and somewhat sharp, and she lost her breath for a moment. Then a rush of tingling cool radiated outward until her breasts were full of sensation. She swore their already large size seemed to swell as she gasped.
The cock inside her had shifted to have a g spot attachment that tortured her g spot and one that suckled her clit as she moaned and cried out at all the sensations. She had a g spot orgasm so strong her vision flickered, and far too soon after that she had a clit orgasm that made her squirt all over the stool which she swore groaned deeply and mechanically.
The wires at her breasts pulled away and she sobbed, wanting them back, the cock inside her de-materialized and she was held on just the stool as she panted. She couldn't tell how much longer it was until the cock appeared again and fucked her rougher and deeper, pulling her down harshly as it thrust deep and kept bumping her cervix.
Her breasts were tingling so much that when the wires suckled back onto her nipples, she had a full-on breast orgasm, her mouth dropping open in awe. She had never felt anything like it. The cock inside her sprayed her with a tingling cold fluid that pushed her into a sudden harsh orgasm and she felt dizzy.
She had a sense of movement vaguely, and opened her eyes in a pale mint green room that looked medical, she was cuffed to another stool, this one bubble gum pink. The stool was somewhat connected to a medical bed setup and stirrups, and before she knew it the stool shifted to shape snug around her ass, and tilted her so she had her head laid on a headrest lying back, her legs were extended outwards and cuffed into stirrups by steel grey wires. The stool was still comfortingly cool and snug beneath her, but her legs were wide open and she wouldn't move an inch, cuffed as she was to bed and stirrups.
Wires pulled a small screen across her tummy and she whined at not being able to see what was happening. Then she felt her hips tilted, a cold metallic wire prodding at her ass. She writhed and bucked, shouting
