James walked into the dimly lit bar of the most upscale hotel he could find in the spaceport he had arrived at just an hour before. Only the best was good enough for a rich businessman like him. Well, soon to be rich. He had spent years perfecting his equipment, techniques and sales methods. Now he just needed to find some product.
While he ordered a drink at the bar he sized up the local talent. The bar was quiet, and there were only a few girls there. None of them stood out to him immediately. Just as the bartender handed him his drink another girl entered. James knew right away she had to be it. She was a stunning blonde, with a finely toned ass and an impressive bust. Wearing a tight dress with high heels, she turned about every guy's head.
She sat down a few stools over and ordered a drink. When the bartender handed it to her and told her how much she owed, James walked over. "Let me get that for you," he said. The girl looked at him, and smiled. She clearly liked what she saw.
"Thanks," she said. "I'm Claire."
"James," he replied, and shook her extended hand. They spent the next hour talking and laughing together, both ordering more drinks and starting to get a little buzzed. When Claire excused herself to the restroom, James ordered two more drinks. When they arrived, he slipped a little pill into hers.
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Claire slowly opened her eyes. She felt groggy and had a headache. She couldn't remember where she was. Then she noticed that she couldn't move. She was finally able to look at her surroundings and found herself in a grey room with a door leading out with some kind of interactive touchpad next to it. When she looked down she gasped. She was suspended in mid-air in the middle of the room, held in a tight cross shape by four mechanical arms extending from the corners of the room.
She started panicking. What the hell is going on? she thought. How did I get here? Did that guy from the bar kidnap me? Her heart was beating faster and faster. She tried to wriggle around, but there was absolutely no slack in the arms that were holding her tightly.
Only then did she notice that she was wearing a black, skintight catsuit which covered every part of her body save her feet, hands and head. There were ringlike protrusions in the suit at her nipples and crotch. Claire couldn't make heads or tails out of what was going on. She was scared, confused and had broken out in a cold sweat as thoughts of what was going to happen to her raced through her mind.
The door opened and James walked in. He looked at Claire and smiled. "You look beautiful," he said.
"What the fuck is going on?!" Claire yelled. "Who the fuck are you? Let me down! What the fuck are you doing?!"
James ignored her and tapped a few times on the touchpad. A panel in the ceiling of the room opened and another mechanical arm came out. It's tip bore a large dildo, bigger than anything Claire had seen in her life. It was shaped like a dick, a clear liquid oozing from the tip.
"What the fuck is this?!" she yelled. "You sick fuck!"
"Now, now," said James. "That's no way for a future fuckslut to talk to her master. Now open wide." He pushed a button on the pad and the arm started moving towards Claire's mouth.
Claire instinctively closed her mouth and tried to move her head away from the device as far as her body would allow her to. The arm was persistent however, and started gently pressing the head of the dick to her lips. She felt the hot liquid making contact with her body and her lips started tingling. The arm traced its tip over her lips, cheeks and chin, patiently waiting.
Everywhere the liquid touched Claire's skin started feeling hot and tingly. She started blushing and panting. What the hell was happening to her? What was in this stuff? As more of it was spread over her face she could feel her nipples hardening and wetness spreading between her legs. All she could focus on was the feel of the tip rubbing against her face. Finally, even though her slowly diminishing rational side screamed at her no to do it, she couldn't control herself anymore and opened her mouth.
The arm pushed the dildo inside her mouth. It barely fit and she could feel the corners of her mouth stretching painfully, but at the same time pleasantly for a reason she could not quite figure out. More of the liquid oozed out into her mouth and now she started to feel the tingling sensation in her throat. She could feel the hot, viscous liquid oozing down to her belly making her body feel amazing.
As the last remnants of rationality left her mind she started sucking hungrily on the dildo, trying to swallow as much of the liquid as possible. The arm started moving in and out of her mouth, slowly gaining speed. Claire moaned. By now her nipples were hard as glass and poked through her suit. Her pussy was sopping wet and a large stain had formed at her crotch.
Claire kept sucking more and more of the liquid down from the dildo which was fucking her mouth faster and faster. The size of the dick had been painful at first but now she felt wonderfully stretched. The more liquid she sucked down the more she became aware of her painfully aching nipples and pussy, begging for release. She started wriggling her torso and hips around trying to create some sort of friction with the suit but it was so tight there was none, and she whined quietly.
James had been standing there watching her, absently stroking his rock hard dick. When he saw her wriggling and whining he smiled and pressed some buttons on the pad. Two more arms descended from the ceiling. Claire saw the arms coming towards her but she didn't feel scared anymore. She got even more excited to find out what these had in store for her.