Pressing the buzzer on the wall, I waited for the door to the workshop to slide open. The man was quick to reply, shouting 'Come in!' through the intercom as the door opened. Stepping inside of the workshop, I nodded my head at my new mechanic. I felt pretty lucky that my former technician was replaced with someone as accommodating as her. Just after my surgery, I had been obsessing over every last creak my body made. The 25 year sentence of servitude was like an iron weighing down my mind and I was obsessed with making sure I didn't increase that date no matter what. The first technician had told me to fuck off after my second visit a week later, saying that I was fine. I couldn't let my thoughts go, as I messaged the next closest technician near my habitation pod.
Heather had fulfilled my requests, making me thankful. She deserved her promotion. Standing in front of Carter, I began to strip off my uniform. I had to break up a fight that occurred in a bar near my post, causing my VI to stim me up. I didn't have time to masturbate before my appointment today, so I just came here horny and bothered. Not letting my feelings out of my body, I maintained my apathetic exterior. I unzipped my uniform, revealing my breasts. My nipples were hard, very hard. They tented my suit on the way here, making men on the tram stare at me wide eyed. Without the durable leather covering them, my peaks grew out to full length. Stripping off the rest of my suit, I sighed as sweat poured from my legs and down my breasts.
"Sorry Carter, My combat stims activated at work today. The sweat and arousal of my body are from that." Explaining my condition to the younger man, I watched as he scanned my naked body from head to toe. Seeing his face not change in expression, I felt happy that I had such a professional mechanic. Heather was the same way, treating me with polite courtesy at all times. Carter cleared his throat, readjusting his collar as he spoke, looking away from my throbbing nipples.
"No worries, Ainsley. Do you mind if I take a quick scan to log your diaphoresis levels? Excessive sweating may interfere with your cybernetics if too much fluid accumulates in your joints." Nodding my head, I saw Carter smile slightly as he gave me a thumbs up. He grabbed his cyberware scanner and Omni-deck before approaching me. He lifted my cyber arm with care, slowly scanning over my limb. He often made efforts over the last month to touch and interact with my cybernetic limb, treating it like it wasn't anything different from normal. I appreciated the gestures, it almost made me forget what a freak I was. He lifted my breasts, making me blush as he scanned my metal rib replacements before scanning over my sternum. My heart and surrounding tissue was a mixture of flesh and metal, keeping it stable while also allowing for increased heart rates without decompensation of perfusion. He knelt in front of me, thankfully ignoring my dripping wet pussy as he scanned over my metal leg. The feeling of his hands touching my body was a little much from how aroused I was. My clit stood at attention, poking out from under its hood. He thankfully ignored my embarrassing body as he stood up. He turned and began to record his findings on his computer.
"I'm all set, Ainsley. Feel free to lay down when you're ready." He didn't turn around as he typed, dedicated to his work. Smiling, I laid back on the table. Closing my eyes, I let out a deep breath as I disconnected my brain from my senses. This useful functionality came from my cybernetic spine that ran across my normal one. It allowed me to ignore pain at the flip of a switch in my brain. It also lets me ignore everything else. I didn't feel my face, nor did I feel myself breathing. I floated within my own consciousness as I waited for the two hours to pass by. Even my VI couldn't enter this place. It was mine and mine alone. It was very relaxing to do this, but I didn't do so without someone else in the room. I was afraid that I wouldn't wake myself up if I did this alone.
Feeling the timer alert in my mind, I slowly woke up from the deep abyss of my mind. As my senses slowly returned, I felt something strange. I suppressed a moan as I marveled at how good I felt. My body felt like it was flying, tingling from my pokey nipples down to my curling toes. It reminded me of fucking hard against my comrades after a mission, high on combat stims. Opening my eyes, I saw Carter between my legs, eating my pussy with vigor. Surprise turned to anger as I saw the cheeky man lick away at me. Guess he lost track of time. Glaring, my eyes crossed and my legs shuddered involuntarily as I orgasmed. Feeling my quick recovery, I blushed as I realized how many times he made my body cum while I was asleep. In my rage, my thighs clenched together slightly. The man looked up with a hazy expression, before his eyes went wide as they met mine.
"U-uh... I'm analyzin....MMMPH!" I silenced his excuses by clenching my thighs around his head, smashing his face back into my pussy. Grunting, I sat up from the table and twisted around with him still between my legs. Kneeling on the operating table, I glared down at the man choking and sputtering between my legs. Closing my eyes, I rocked my hips back and forth for a minute, enjoying riding on his face. Feeling his rapid fire excuses felt nice, but I wasn't going to let him off the hook that easy. I crossed my arms under my breasts, shuddering as the cool metal touched my skin.
"You're so lucky I'm not on duty right now, I'd haul your ass in so fast. Give me one reason why I shouldn't crush your head between my thighs right now." Glaring down at the wide eyed man, I smirked at his expression of fear as I tightened my legs slightly around his head to add weight to my threat. He mumbled something, but the words didn't make it past my wet lower lips. Sighing, I sat up slightly and allowed him to speak.
