Kassandra went over her checklist one last time. “Okay, as per your request, I’m fully reading the safety manual. Is the subject properly buckled to the chair?” She looked over April’s restrained body, making sure her limbs were strapped in place and that the chair’s cushions were providing support. “Check. Rear properly lubricated and aimed at the subject's hole?” She bent down and looked at the rubber cock with its tip just inside April’s asshole, an abundance of lube making the whole seat slippery and smooth. “Check. Hypno-visor and neural stimulation helmet?”

This was really the one Kassandra was most concerned about. The instructions had been long and complicated, and admittedly she’d skipped a few steps, but she was pretty sure it was working. The thick metal helmet covered April’s eyes, but she could see the flickering lights of a video playing underneath. Her mouth hung open with a thin trail of drool running down her chin.

“Is it working? Tell me if your sanity is slipping away and you’re being overwhelmed with a mindless horny lust that can’t think about anything but cumming.” 

April didn’t respond.

“Great, I’ll take that as a yes. It sounds like it’s working.” Really, Kassandra was proud of herself. She’d managed to set the machine up all on her own and was actually making it work without any issues. “I guess that means it’s time to really get started.” She pressed a button on the side of the chair, and the whole contraption sprung to life. The restraints of April’s chair moved apart, forcing her to spread her legs open wide, and the dildo began pistoning in and out of her. April still didn’t respond, but her body was moving along with the machine. Her tits wobbled up and down while her tiny caged cock flopped all over the place. 

It was at that moment Kassandra realised her mistake. “Oh fuck, I forgot!” She slapped her palm against her forehead. “The tit milkers! I even got the whole nipple punishment extension and I completely forgot about it.” She let out a sigh as April’s entranced body continued to receive more and more intense levels of sexual punishment. “Well, fuck. I guess we’ll have to try this again later. You don’t mind though, right?”

Once again, April stared into her visor as her body was ravaged by the machine.

“Yeah I thought you’d say that.”