Murni Room

“Now, that part of the Plugin-Play is never meant to simulate real pain. Not like the rest of the body does it. No need for anything too realistic, yeah? There’s no reason to go that far. Or is there?” His hands trailed over her ass. He lightly touched Malay the electrical pads that were still plastered her skin. “There’s hardware you can adjust and code you can change. If you’re willing to hack the system a little, put in some effort and clever thinking, you can make it feel pretty much like a real body. I want nothing but the best for Rose, my favorite little whore, so that’s what she gets. The best.” His hand reached over mockingly pinched one of her cheeks, like she was a child. “The extra work is worth the effort, so long as it keeps her life interesting.” Derrick stepped back. He pawed through the cart, and Casey could only stare at the wall, with no company but the pain and the sound of soft rustling. A minute passed. Then Derrick walked over to Casey’s face. He held up a thick plastic tube. It was long, what looked to be more than two feet from each end. There was a deflated rubber balloon built into the tube at the far end. A longer, narrower deflated balloon covered the shaft at the near end. A pair of tiny tubes ran within the large plastic tube, linking each balloon to the two small ports that jutted out of the tube’s near end. Casey’s eyes bulged. She knew what the tube was, and what it meant. Derrick looked to the computer crew, waited until he got a signal Casey could not see, and then started to unceremoniously feed the thick tube down her open mouth and unprotesting throat. Derrick talked while he worked. “The nice thing about a Plugin-Play is that they don’t need to breath. They can simulate smells, and sometimes they can pretend to breath, but there’s no actual lungs. They don’t need oxygen. It’s incredibly simple to use a stomach tube on Plugin-Plays, because it’s pretty much impossible to actually harm a Plugin-Play with one. I can just push this little tube down to boobs her belly, no fuss no muss. No need for anything special.” Casey’s eyes twitched like a frightened fish. Derrick paused when he felt the end of the tube finally reach her stomach. The other end stuck out of Casey’s open mouth, pointing up into the air like a limp flagpole. Derrick took out a small inflation bulb from his pocket and screwed it into the first port, then began pumping it. The balloon inside Casey’s stomach slowly expanded. Her face shivered at the growing sense of uncomfortable tension within her stomach. Soon the stomach balloon was full, locking the tube into place. The size of the balloon inside her stomach was enough to make her feel big queasy and full. As he walked he felt a chill and knew he would need to find some clothing from the barracks before going into the castle. When my Malay cock finished shooting I told her to get her golf ball and to be ready. Neither of the boys in the room quite understood what was going on, but both were picking up on a big strange, sensual vibe emanating from Brie’s quaking figure. After dinner, we settled in front of the TV to relax, while I worked on sewing the remaining scraps of rubber to make a sleeve for Leah’s tail. “Well Deloris, that is very nice of you. I blacked out,” she replied, truncating her story. She crawls back on the bed and on me, her hands holding down my arms and her crotch on mine again, a dominant cow-girl-like position. I’m guessing you’re feeling better.” I say She began a shaking as a massive orgasm built within her. When I came back out Mom had my Dad’s suit out and was kneeling by the bed waiting on me. I said what is this Mom, she said I called Master Greg and he said he’s taking you to the club to introduce you as a new Master, I said I can’t have my Master boobs not in his best look going there for this big event. "Hey, can we join you?" The flurry of activity crawled to a stop as we watched in growing horror as civil defense commands in Australia, Japan, and Canada echoed similar warnings to their citizens. Whilst I busied myself having a drink and looking about, I could twist my body from side to side, knowing my cock was coming more and more into view and by now was rock hard. It was basically a bralette. An incestuous thrill shot through me.