SciFi Sub Geeks Out On The Sybian

Mura’s mouth quits working. Allie’s questions rattle out of the speaker and the blonde has one job: stay sharp, ride the sybian, and collect her prize. Allie oils the thick dildo, pushes it in, and cinches the belts tight. Mura’s thighs jump. Once the straps lock across her hips the game stops mattering. Her brain melts into the buzz. Every time the machine bucks she lets out a laugh that turns into a whimper. The cell door rattles. Lucid steps in, brunette brows up, wondering who’s dying. Mura doesn’t see her. She just keeps shaking and mewling, drool on her lip, eyes rolled back like the cage itself is spinning. No answers left, just noise and heat and the steady, filthy grind of the saddle.