Chapter Twenty-Eight
Animated armors appeared as armor, unsurprisingly. It was silver metal in the form of a busty woman. They didn't have faces but had helmets with slits. There were nipples on the breastplate. She was made entirely out of armor. I was curious and...
There was a slit in the part of the armor between her legs and another in her butt-crack. She had a pussy and an asshole. Sort of. The animated armor looked like one of the strangest monster girls out there. A name arose in my mind.
"Brunasi," I said. "Appear!"
Shadows swirled to reveal the suit of armor kneeling with reverence. She had her helmeted head bowed. I stared at her. She didn't breathe. Didn't even move. She looked like a statute. Then she lifted her head. She had an opening for the mouth, but there was nothing there, either. The visor slots were empty.
"My Lord Leo," she said, her voice echoing. "Summoned, do I appear before you."
"Is there anything beneath the armor, Brunasi?" I asked, staring at that darkness in her slits.
"I am but a spirit inhabiting a vessel like all who live. Mine vessel is merely this armor instead of one made of meat, bone, and gristle like yours, my Lord."
"Ah," I said. "Rise."
She rose with grace, her metallic armor lithe like a woman. It had the shape of one with gauntlets that had slender fingers. She didn't have toes, just heeled boots. Nothing about her quivered. I reached out and stroked over her breastplate.
Her breast.
She quivered, her armor rattling.
"You feel that?" I asked, reaching her nipple. It was sculpted out of metal. I tried to twist it, but it was as rigid as steel. Unbending.
But she moaned. Her entire armored form quivered from the touch. A hollow moan rang from beneath her helmet. I was surprised by how much pleasure she seemed to take. I gripped the nub and twisted my fingers around it.
"My Lord," she groaned, her fingers clenching and relaxing. "You do honor me with your touch. My thanks."
"I'll do more than honoring you," I said. I found her so curious. Just what was she? How much could she do? A spirit? Is she like a ghost? But she was no spirit of the dead returned to life. She was something else. An animus, perhaps. It was so fascinating. "I'll love you, Brunasi."
I leaned over and pressed my lips to that dark gap at the bottom of her visor and kissed... something. Her. The spirit animating the suit. She had soft lips.
Warm
lips. She moaned, her armor clinking as she shifted.
I thrust my tongue into her mouth and felt her own tongue. The spirit animating the armor kissed me back. I slid my hands around her waist, over the cool steel of her armor. I slid down and found the curving plates that covered her rump.
They were shaped just like a woman's derrière. Nice and plump. I gripped them, unable to dig my fingers into her flesh. But she whimpered into my lips anyways. I squeezed her metal ass as we kissed, my dick pocking against her steel.
She was delicious.
Did she have a pussy to eat out? I had to find out.
I broke the kiss and ducked my head down. I latched onto a nipple first. The cold, metallic nub filled my lips. Nothing soft about it. I suckled at it and loved how she moaned in delight. I nursed with such passion on her, loving how she groaned as I pleasured her.
It was a thrill to run my tongue around her nipple and feel the texture of the areola around it. Not smooth steel, but wrinkled in such a fleshy way. She whimpered. Her gauntlet rested on my head, her fingers sliding through my dark hair.
"My lord, you do honor me greatly," she moaned. "Allow me to pleasure you."
I popped my mouth off her nub and said, "Sorry, I'm having too much fun playing with you. Just have to suck it up."
"As you desire, my Lord," she moaned. "I am but your humble warrior."
I winked at her and engulfed her other nipple. She gasped as I did that. Her armor clinked and rattled as I suckled at her. I nursed on her with such passion. She groaned as I did that. I loved it. Her hand slid through my hair, my cock throbbing.
Aching.
She was so much fun to play with. I loved this so much. I suckled harder on her. She moaned as I did that. She shuddered, her head tossing from side to side as I played with her metallic nipple. I nibbled on that unyielding nub.
The metallic flavor filled my mouth. I shuddered, wondering what her pussy tasted like. That urge grew and grew in me as I suckled on her nipple. I nursed on her bud with such desire to find out just what she was made of.
I dropped to my knees, her nipple popping out of my mouth. I placed my hands on her thighs, loving how her legs were made. The thigh armor was two plates, front and back, with a flared rim where they met.
I stared at the hole in the crotch of her armor. She wore basically a metal bikini bottom.
Crotch-less steel panties.
I pressed my lips into that armor and licked at the hole and found the folds of a hot, wet pussy. A sweet pussy. The animated armor moaned as I licked at her spectral twat. I fluttered my tongue through the hole in her armor and reveled in the taste of her.
"Lord Leo!" she gasped. "Oh, my Lord, you truly do honor me with your august passions. I am so thankful to be your warrior, my Lord."
"Trust me, I am so honored to have you, Brunasi," I groaned and thrust my tongue deep into her cunt.
I swirled around in her. I caressed her hot twat with hunger, stroking her. She groaned as I did that. Her entire body shuddered from the delight of my tongue licking and lapping at her. I swirled about in her, reveling in this passion.
She gasped, her voice hollow and throaty. She groaned, her armor rattling. She ran her metal fingers through my hair as I tongued her. I loved the sweetness of her pussy. She was such a delightful surprise. My dick throbbed with the need to fuck her.
But first I wanted to make her cum.
I wanted to drown in her sweet pussy juices.
I loved my monster girls. Every one of them was a precious woman, unique and deadly, passionate and caring. I swirled my tongue around in her snatch, loving the silky feel of her spiritual snatch. Her hollow moans of rapture echoed through the vault.
