Suzanne nodded. "Yeah, that's it. Keep going." She took his hands and moved them, unresisting, up to her breasts. Cliff found himself pressing and moulding them, feeling their firmness, stroking her soft skin. He tweaked and gently pulled on her nipples, marvelling that he was getting to touch them. Suzanne gave a low moan. "That's it. Yes."
Cliff took all of her breasts in his hands, lifting them and pushing them together. He flicked his thumbs over her engorged teats before leaning in and taking one in his mouth. Suzanne groaned and arched her back as her teacher caressed and kissed her tits. Cliff was pleased to realise that she was openly enjoying it. Time was short, however, and she pressed on the top of his head, encouraging him to move down her body.
Cliff allowed his hands to trace her narrow waist before finding their way to the tops of her hips. He had never even dared to imagine getting this intimate with the body of his sexy pupil. Sucking on her nipples was heaven, but he now headed south, kissing the undersides of her breasts and then her belly. He jabbed his tongue into her bellybutton, and then on downwards, savouring the taste of her skin.
Suzanne began to breathe heavily as he reached her hairless mons. He kissed and licked the sensitive flesh before moving to the top of her cleft. There was her clit, erect and prominent. Cliff paused long enough to take in the sight, at close range, of her private parts. Now he moved in, kissing and sucking on her nubbin, licking at her labia where the harsh metal prong entered it, running his hands over her buttocks and inner thighs.
Over his head he could hear her going "oh, oh, oh" in time with his ministrations. He began to rub at her clit, stroking it in and out of its protective hood, while his tongue probed in behind it, exploring as much of her cunt as he could reach. His big hands were in behind her, investigating her arse crack, rubbing the firm, young cheeks. Cliff looked up at her, past her long nipples, damp with his saliva, to where her face formed a round "oh" of delight. His pupil had very few secrets left, he reflected.
Cliff's attentions were having their affect. Suzanne's juices were starting to leak out of her, staining the chrome dildo. She was shifting up and down now, fucking the pole as Cliff stimulated her. She bucked up and down in position until she came, spurting in Cliff's delighted face.
Now Suzanne was wet enough that she slid easily off the bulbous end of the pole with an audible 'plop'. "Aaaah, that's better," she said, massaging her swollen pussy.
Cliff ran his tongue over his own chin, tasting her juices. "Suzanne," he said, "are we...?"
"Just doing what needed to be done," she told him. "I know it's Lola you're into."
"Ah," replied Cliff. It seemed that everyone else was deciding for him who his relationship should be with. At that moment, he could not have said who he was into. His cock was painfully erect in his pants, and desperate for release. All the same, after adjusting himself, he was able to stand up. He chivalrously took off his shirt to drape it over her shoulders.
"Thanks," said Suzanne, gratefully. "Let's go."
***
They headed out into the featureless corridors. Cliff was completely lost, but the girl had an unerring sense of direction, and led them both through the maze towards the main control room. Cliff tried not to spend too much time looking at her legs and bum as it peeped out from under the back of his shirt. She looked good in it, he reflected.
Two junctions further on, and they unexpectedly bumped into Alpen, Irina, Lola and Gaytus. The groups greeted each other with relieved hugs and kisses. Cliff noticed Lola eying Suzanne's near-nudity, but she didn't say anything.
"We need to get into position," Suzanne told them all, "ready to help as soon as Gramps makes his move."
"Assuming he intends to help us," Alpen pointed out.
Suzanne shook her head. "He has a plan, I know he does. I can help him."
Alpen and Irina exchanged dubious glances, but accepted her advice, following Suzanne as she led them back to the control room. They emerged into a secluded corner on one of the upper levels, looking down on busy Purveks moving around purposefully. In the centre of it all was Professor Wot, who actually seemed to be directing them while wearing a slave harness.
"That's it," he said, "attach that power cable there. Now, we just need to set up a transmitter. Do you have my Spacial Anomalator anywhere, hmm?"
A glass-domed Purvek emerged with the equipment. "HERE IT IS."
"Excellent." The old man began to hook it up.
"WE HAVE DE-ACTIVATED YOUR E-M-P DEVICE."
"I'm sure you have," he beamed.
***
Looking down into the huge room, Gaytus noticed some movement from the far end, and realised that it was her sister, Amanpus. She waved, checking that no Purveks were looking in her direction, and after a few moments, Amanpus glanced up and saw her. They exchanged a quick, silent communication to the effect that they should wait. Gaytus glanced back at Alpen, who nodded.
***
"Okay," said the Professor. He cast his eyes around the room, but if he saw his Cleat allies, he gave no indication of it. "This should have a significant effect," he said. "Right... turn on... NOW!"
There was a change in the control room hum, and the lights dimmed briefly. "HE HAS CUT THE POWER!" shouted a Purvek.
Alpen gave the 'go' signal, and the Cleats moved in, attacking the Purveks with machetes and clubs. Machine creatures were grabbed and pushed into power couplings. Some of them exploded, but others were firing their weapons, transfixing Cleats who were suffering their own casualties. The Professor ducked out of the gunfire, trying to remain safe. With power levels virtually unchanged, it seemed that his plan had not worked as he had hoped.
The glass-domed Purvek slid into view. "ACTIVATE THE APHRODISIAC!" it ordered triumphantly. Immediately, opaque clouds of sweet-smelling gas began spraying into the room.
***
On the upper level, Suzanne sniffed at the gas, unsure what to make of it. She supposed that it was some kind of stimulant, but if true, she was so far unaffected.
That was until a pair of large hands reached over and spun her around. She looked up to see Alpen's face twisted with lust. He grabbed the front of her borrowed shirt and ripped it open, revealing her naked body. Suzanne was too shocked to do more than gasp, but Alpen didn't hesitate. He immediately reached in and placed his hands on her bare skin, roughly squeezing and pulling on her breasts.
She reflected that she had spent ages attempting to seduce Alpen, but that didn't mean she had wanted this. She screamed at him to stop, or at least incoherent words to that effect, but he was not dissuaded. He reached around her nude back and pulled her into him, pressing his lips to hers. With his other hand, he began to forcibly probe her already sore pussy, forcing calloused fingers into her tight snatch.
Suzanne could feel his enormous erection pressing against her stomach through the tightly stretched fabric of his shorts. It was starting to look as if this was going to happen whether she liked it or not.
***
Not far away, Cliff was similarly shocked when Irina suddenly turned to him and lifted her own dress right over her head. He gaped as the hemline rose up over her tidy dark triangle of pubes and then on upwards. One fat round tit popped out and then another, revealing swollen brown nipples bouncing inches away from Cliff's nose. When she was naked, the imperious Cleat woman placed his hands on her lovely breasts and then reached out herself to rub one delicate hand against the front of his trousers.
Cliff had never expected to be this intimate with Irina's body. He had seen her tits once before when the Professor had forced himself on the Cleat woman back at the camp. Now he was holding them himself, he had to admit they were truly magnificent. He weighed them in his hands and then flicked his thumbs over her erect nipples, watching them get even harder at his touch. They were plump and eminently suckable. And so that is what he did, allowing himself to taste Alpen's bride. He placed his lips over the right nub and pressed his tongue against it, licking and stimulating her.
In response, Irina began to breathe heavily, her own need getting more urgent. She undid his trousers and within moments she had released his erection, letting it spring forth, her nimble fingers questing for his skin. Within moments, her hand was pumping his shaft, and Cliff began to lose control. Whatever was in that gas was certainly affecting him too, building his arousal to extraordinary levels. None of that mattered to him: he needed to be inside this woman, and soon.
***
On the control room floor, the Professor looked around in increasing confusion and alarm. On all sides, there were Cleats everywhere in the throes of passion, grunting and drooling and thrusting their hot young bodies together. It had taken just moments for them to seemingly forget what they were doing here, rip off all their clothes and to throw themselves into a mass gang bang. Not far away, he could see Tarran and Beka on all fours, violently fucking. Not far over were Amanpus and Rebb, the other Cleat girl. They were sixty-nining each other, their tongues deep inside each other's wet slits. Lola and Gaytus had nipped around a corner and disappeared together.
