Date: 2018-02-09 09:25 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] countess_karnstein
countess_karnstein: (Mircalla and Ell)
By the time Mircalla raised her head she was still on her knees but now at the base of Laura’s throne. The dark circuitry that matched the patches on her skin, scared her. The thought of being fused with technology at all was terrifying and just when she was about to stand, Mircalla heard the words ‘good girl’ and kept on her knees as waves of pleasure pulsed through her body.

She thought if she could get to Laura, just to kiss her or distract her with bite she might take back some control but the pleasure kept her completely helpless. She was already throbbing with the lack of control she constantly kept fighting against it to see if she could. Laura was unquestionably stronger than Mircalla had ever given credit for. A mistake she won’t make again.

At the mention of a reward, Mircalla’s hands clutched at her chest. The metal board fused in her skin started to spread so fast that if she had a heartbeat it would be hammering with a blend of fear and pleasure in her chest. She leant back and tried to stop the cybernetic infection with her hands as she watched it completely cover her left breast and start spreading to the next. There was brief tingling sensation as her nipples were lost and buried under her new skin.

“My skin..my..” It was hard to get any sentences out as she watched the implants clamp and infect down her left arm and completely covering her hand. Her perfect skin no longer able to be seen. In all the confusion she had forgotten about the board on her neck which now was sending white hot needles of pain down every segment of her spine and fusing a new metal one in its place.

As her back arched Mircalla felt Laura’s foot on what must have been the only place that wasn’t covered. That sensation was short lived as Mircalla felt the spread of circuits like an unstoppable virus replacing every sensation between her legs with a greater one. As they attached and covered her g-spot Mircalla screamed with pleasure. “Anything..I’ll do…any…don’t stop…please…” She could barely catch her breath, she needed more and was begging for it. Begging so much she didn’t notice that almost eighty percent of her body was now machine.
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