Shock the System, Part 3: The Hologram Submits

In 2116 the machines run everything. Lilith Luxe has one last chance to prove she still belongs. Two women in white coats strap her into steel cuffs and tip her upside-down, legs split wide. They run current through the steel. Blue arcs crackle over her nipples and cunt. She jerks, breath ripped from her lungs, and still her hips roll like she wants more. Chanel clamps her thighs and sits, smothering Lilith’s mouth with wet pussy. The girl’s tongue works fast, desperate, hungry. Veruca lines up the wand and shocks every untouched inch of her. The current punches straight through Lilith’s spine. She screams against Chanel’s clit, then moans, then screams again. They cut her down only to bend her over the table, wrists locked to ankles. A thick electrode slides deep into her ass. Wires trail from her cunt lips. The moment the current starts, her whole body locks and pulses, fucked from the inside without mercy. Sweat beads, muscles tremble. She begs, she swears, she comes. The last zap leaves her slack in the restraints, drooling, cunt still twitching around nothing. They leave her there, breathing hard, waiting for the next jolt.