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Vinyl followed obediently behind the floating bot, the second one that had helped apprehend her drifting along somewhere behind her and out of sight. The toys crammed inside her shifted with each awkward, shuffling step of her gait. Her every movement sent a pang of undeniable pleasure shooting through her; she hated to admit it, but she was incredibly turned on. Her holes ached with the size of the implements forced into her, practically begging for more already.

She had no idea where she was being led off to, but a dark part of her was almost eager. Given what she had been subjected to already, it was likely that her future contained some very interesting experiences. She shivered as a dozen half-formed scenarios rushed through her mind.

The bot slowed as it passed an unremarkable section of slate-grey wall, indistinguishable from countless identical sections spread throughout the colony’s structures. However, this one slid aside in obedience to some unseen signal to reveal a narrow, cramped passageway receding into the darkness. She was led into it and the wall sealed itself behind her. Instantly, she was plunged into near darkness, broken only by the feeble light of small light fixtures set into the wall at irregular intervals. By the dim light she judged that the winding hallway, crammed full of pipes and valves running along its walls and floors, was some kind of maintenance access to the inner machinations of the colony’s various systems.

Eventually, the serviceway opened into a yawning, cavernous room. The metal floors and walls were bare and unadorned, stretching away into the shadows. As she passed the threshold, a dim light hummed to life, giving her some visibility. From the door, the first things she saw were two mechanical arms larger than a grown pony, their actuated arms ending in grasping pincers.

She wasn’t surprised when the silent bots led her straight there. They pulled and prodded her along until she stood between them, facing the door. Suddenly, the industrial-grade mechanical arms animated, the sizeable pneumatic pincers clamping down on her left leg and her right arm. The bots made quick work of removing the steel yoke from her neck and wrists, but her sense of freedom was shortlived. The mechanical pincers grasping her pulled on her limbs with inequine strength she couldn’t hope to resist. Her limbs were wrenched to the side, leaving her precariously standing on only her right leg while her left was splayed out to the side and her left arm dangling uselessly while her right was equally held in place.

The pair of bots floated nearer for a moment. One removed the tongue gag, the other relieved her of the chastity belt. As her tongue was free, she sucked it back into her mouth and swallowed gladly. As she had learned the hard way, it was impossible to swallow with her tongue outside of her mouth and a small ocean of drool had built up in her mouth and spilled down her chin during her captivity thus far. A relatively minor aspect of her somewhat humiliating situation, but one that was glad to relieve nonetheless.

The second bot was of more immediate concern, however. Looking down, she could see that its graspers had wrapped around the bases of the toys that she was still all-to-aware of. Vinyl couldn’t deny the tingle of anticipation that run through her at what she knew was about to happen. “Hey, dude, be gentle with – “ she said before the phallus occupying her marehood was unceremoniously tugged out. “OH BUUUUUuuuck!” she wailed, throwing back her head and pleading to the heavens. The sudden absence of its girth inside her left her marehood hungry, empty, and begging to be filled again. “Ah . . . huh . . . ngh,” she panted. She wasn’t left unfulfilled for long, however. The grasping arm promptly reversed direction, driving the bulbous member back into her waiting hole.

Vinyl tensed and her muscles strained in response to the intrusion, but she was held firmly in place. “Urgh . . . ah . . . buck yes,” she moaned in response, eagerly receiving it back into her. The walls of her marehood enfolded it again as it drove into her.

The bot settled into a perfect mechanical rhythm. Thrust, pause, withdraw, pause, thrust again. Over and over again. Vinyl had no frame of reference for time – no clock or window to display the natural solar cycles. There was nothing but the wet slap of her hole being fucked and the cacophony of her moans and pants.

Suddenly, the bot that wasn’t occupied with rutting her used its appendages to seize hold of her mane, wrenching her head backward. Simultaneously, the thrusting kicked into overdrive. She screamed as the member’s tempo intensified, pushing into her marehood with brutal speed. “AAAH! Buck yes! Yes, yes, buck me, yes, please . . .” Vinyl tensed, every muscle within her strained to its limit as the pleasure built to a nearly unbearable height. “Oh please, please, just a little more!”

Whether the bots cared for her pleas or not was uncertain, but they nonetheless granted them. The one ravishing her continued diligently thrusting into her at its newfound pace. Under its onslaught, she quickly plunged over the razor’s edge of bliss. She screamed aloud as she climaxed. Fire flooded her veins and her heart pounded in her chest. “BuuUUUuuck!” she shrieked, her voice rising to a higher octave as she rode out the rollercoaster of her orgasm.

When it ended, she slumped bonelessly in the grip of the robotic arms. Panting heavily, eyes lidded, she shuddered slightly as small sparks of ecstasy played through her veins like aftershocks following an earthquake.

The bot removed the oddly-shaped member from her, drawing a pained whimper from her as it slid out of her achingly sensitive, sodden marehood. As she watched it float it off into the darkness, she couldn’t help but note that the second toy was still filling her asshole. Given her recent experiences, she had a strong hunch as to what was coming next.

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To be continued?