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About a week had passed since the Erasure Incident had fully began. Throughout the past several weeks, the Maverick Hunters have received multiple reports of Reploids’ DNA programs being erased with no explanation, leaving their bodies nothing more than empty husks. No one knew why it was happening, up until recently.
Signs began to point toward two mysterious Reploids named Gareth and Berkana, who turned out to be the ones behind the incident, and of course, X and Zero didn’t waste a single second going after them.
However, both Hunters were unaware of their coming fate, one that would involve them being subjected to relentless humiliation, X in particular.
X and Zero have both arrived at the Laguz Research Laboratory not long ago. Though Gareth and Berkana have split up into different areas by the time they got there, which meant both Hunters had to split up as well.
Once they went their separate ways, the two of them blasted and slashed through enemy forces, not stopping for a single moment until they reached the perpetrators.
After a little while, X had traveled much deeper into the laboratory. He knew he was close to Berkana- he can feel it. Once he entered the next hall, there would be no turning back.
That would be correct, though not because he was going to fight Berkana, but for an entirely different situation, which X would soon be wrapped up in.
As X started making his way into the next hallway, a noise sounded behind him that caused him to turn around.
No one was there.
X swore he knew something, or someone else was in the room with him, but he shrugged it off almost right away. He had an important mission to do, anyway.
Before he could resume running, however, something struck the Azure Hunter from behind.
X collapsed onto the floor from the force, and the blow was so strong that he lost consciousness almost immediately, despite the protection of his helmet.
Right before X blacked out, though, he could faintly see someone standing over him, holding a large hammer, one that’s typically held by Mavericks. But he didn’t have much time to think about that before his vision blurred and went, followed by his hearing.
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X’s systems slowly turned back online after what seemed like an eternity. His eyelids opened groggily, and his head hurt, but he didn’t know why. That is, until he just remembered he had been bludgeoned in the back of the head by some unknown force.
X tried to move, but found himself unable to, much to his surprise. His arms had been pinned to his sides, and they seemed to be stuck in something. He felt like he had been wedged into a wall.
Turns out, he WAS stuck in a wall.
X’s whole body had been inserted into a medium-sized wall, which seemed to connect to two different rooms. X’s head, chest and shoulders stuck out from one side of the wall that was facing the interior part of the room, evidenced from the darkness enveloping it, only accompanied by faint, dim lights.
The Azure Hunter’s posterior stuck out from the opposite side, which was the outside of the room. His rear (covered by his pelvic armor) and thighs remained outside the wall, with his lower legs and feet stuck within it.
What happened…? Why am I stuck…?! Who’s doing this…?! Those were the questions that hung in X’s mind as he struggled, trying to somehow get out of the contraption he was in. But because of him being wedged in the wall, he was truly trapped.
X spent the next little while wriggling uselessly, until he heard a familiar, feminine voice come from the opposite side of the wall.
“Fufufu… It seems you have gotten yourself into a precarious situation…”
X knew that voice anywhere; Berkana.
“Berkana!” X said. “You’re the one who trapped me here, are you?!”
“That is correct, darling.” Berkana replied in her smug, yet entrancing tone. “I knew you and your partner would come after me and Gareth. However, I developed a plan to have one of my minions knock you out, and bring you here to trap you in this laboratory’s walls, figuratively and literally speaking.”
X clearly didn’t want to be in the hands of Berkana. How could he? She was a witch, not just physically, but also one on the inside. She was responsible for the Erasure Incident along with Gareth.
“What do you want with me, Berkana…?!” X demanded, and although she couldn’t see it, he was visibly angry.
Berkana smiled darkly, indicating she DOES want something from her captive, but it is far from what X is expecting.
“You see, X… The reason me and my minions captured you is because I want to put you through humiliation… Through torture. But it won’t be typical torture, no… It will be something far different from that…” The witch chuckled at the end of her sentence.
“W… What do you mean by that…?!” X asked, confused about what Berkana had just told him.
“You will see soon, darling.” Berkana answered, before turning to face a couple of her minions. “You two know what to do…”
The two minions had malicious looks on their faces, but nonetheless were eager to follow Berkana’s orders. “Yes, ma’am!” They replied simultaneously, before walking over to X’s behind sticking out of the exterior of the wall.
“Hehe… This is gonna be good…” The first Maverick commented. The second Maverick laughed. “I know, right?! I can’t wait to see the look on his face by the time it’s over!”
X listened as both of Berkana’s minions spoke from the other side. All sound that came from the opposite side of the wall was somewhat muffled, but he could hear every word.
Suddenly, X jolted slightly when he felt something tugging at his pelvic armor.
Both of the Mavericks were gripping onto the Azure Hunter’s pelvic armor. It soon became apparent to X that they were attempting to pry his pelvic armor off. He squirmed, trying to deter them from peeling away his armor, but his movement was greatly restricted that it did nothing to shake the Mavericks off.
Eventually, with some effort, both pieces of X’s pelvic armor came off, and the pieces were tossed aside onto the floor with a clatter as if they were nothing more than scrap metal.
With his pelvic armor removed, X’s pelvis and groin was now fully exposed. Berkana and her minions, especially the two that just peeled away the protective metal, took a good look at the captive Hunter’s groin.
Through X’s bodysuit was the outline of his folds. Due to how skintight the spandex material was, his folds were easily visible underneath. Berkana and her minions grinned with maliciousness, knowing the plan was about to come into play. Following a gesture from the witch, the first Maverick walked up to X’s posterior, and started tugging at the part of the bodysuit covering his groin.
X gave a yelp of surprise. He squirmed with discomfort in an attempt to make the Maverick let go of his bodysuit. But the latter didn’t let up.
With a few more tugs, the mesh material shielding the blue android’s folds was torn off, leaving his groin truly naked. Berkana and her subordinates focused intently at the sight presented before them on X’s now exposed folds.
There was a visible slit on X’s groin, which was undeniably his clit. It was closed at the moment, but it wouldn’t be for long…
Meanwhile, X was red in the face. He felt the cool air of the lab wash against his naked groin. He had no way of knowing what Berkana or her minions were going to do with him, which made the feeling of dread grow bigger.
Berkana grinned with satisfaction from seeing X’s clit finally exposed.
“Perfect. Now, the both of you will need to… excite him first before the torture can truly begin.”
In response to Berkana’s orders, one of the Mavericks currently standing next to X’s exposed groin pulled out something.
A feather, the single strand of plumage from a bird.
Berkana was still smiling with evil glee. She spoke to X on the other side of the wall. “Here comes the surprise for you, X…”
X was about to protest, before he felt something stroke against his clit.
The Azure Hunter gasped in response to the touch. But what especially caught him off-guard was that it didn’t feel like someone’s finger touching him. Instead, it felt… soft, resembling tiny bristles brushing up against his groin.
His vulva was being stroked by a feather.
The Maverick holding the feather stroked the tip of the tool against the entrance of X’s vulva. His clit twitched in response to the plumage touching it, which slowly opened up, revealing his soft, sensitive inner walls.
X blushed HARD, biting down on his lip to fight back moans of pleasure. He could feel his groin heating up as waves of arousal began to pulse through him. Even worse, it also tickled because of how delicate the feather was against his vagina.
By now, X’s vagina had fully opened, leaving his pulsating clit laid bare for all to see. The inner walls were soaked with precum from being stroked. Some of it leaked out and even started trickling down his groin. His thighs were trembling.
“S-Stop this…!” X said, his voice trembling with arousal.
Berkana only laughed softly at X’s words. “Why would we stop? You sound like you are already enjoying this. Your clitoris seems to think so as well.”
Berkana’s response was proven as X’s vulva throbbed and twitched with arousal. If the cum dripping down it currently were tears, they would be tears of arousal and excitement.
The second Maverick laughed tauntingly from how helpless X was at the moment, and seemed to get an idea. “You know, tickling his cute vagina with a feather is all well and good, but what happens if I do THIS?”
Without any warning, the second Maverick plunged his index finger into X’s clit.
“A-AAAAAH!” The action was so sudden that X failed to suppress a moan of pleasure. His blush grew even deeper when he realized Berkana and her minions may have very likely heard his cry.
The second Maverick, along with the one next to him, laughed mockingly in response to the Azure Hunter’s cry of pleasure. As this was happening, the Maverick who currently had his finger inserted into X’s vagina began pumping his finger repeatedly inside his clitoris. The walls clenched erratically around it, not wanting to let go, despite X hating every single moment of this.
The Maverick continued pumping X for the next few minutes, the latter getting closer and closer to climax with each passing moment. His moans grew louder and louder despite himself, until he was very close to reaching his peak.
Just before he reached his climax, however, the Maverick pulled his finger out of the Azure Hunter’s vagina, while his blood was still roaring in his head.
X’s eyes widened as he felt his orgasm beginning to slide out of his grasp. He squirmed desperately in a feeble attempt to bring himself to orgasm, but in the end, he failed to reach his climax. X let out a moan of frustration from being denied. He felt empty and abandoned, like he was standing on the edge of a cliff. The feeling was unpleasant, being so close to orgasm but ultimately unable to bring himself off.
Berkana laughed softly again from seeing X’s swollen, abandoned clit pulsing and twitching with desperate need. “Did you really think we would let you orgasm so soon? This is only just beginning…”
After Berkana spoke, X heard what sounded like a door opening in the inside of the room where his head was peeking into. Another Maverick walked into the room, whom X assumed to be another one of Berkana’s subordinates.
“Well, well, well, I’ve heard the mistress and the others have been having fun with you.” The Maverick said to X, in a tone that suggested HE had plans in mind for the Azure Hunter as well.
“Are you… one of Berkana’s minions?” X asked, stress in his voice from the torture he was forced to endure moments ago.
“Yep. But I’m not here to pump ya or spank your genitals with feathers like that other guy. I’m here for a different job…”
Despite the sense of nervousness X felt from the Maverick’s words, he put on a look of defiance. “You won’t get away with this, especially Berkana…!”
The Maverick merely laughed. “You honestly think you can get outta here so easily? No… You’ll be kept here for a LOOOOOONG time, bud…”
The Maverick walked closer to X, before gripping onto X’s chest plate. “This needs to come off before I can get started…”
The Reploid began prying at X’s chest plate in an attempt to peel it off. X struggled like he did with the Mavericks that removed his pelvic armor, trying to get the Maverick’s hands off of him. “Hey! Let go!” X demanded, but his chest plate eventually came off.
Both of the pieces were tossed aside like the Azure Hunter’s pelvic armor, out of his reach. X blushed from his chest being exposed and armorless as the Maverick knelt down to take a better look at it. X’s chest was the same light blue as his limbs, belly and pelvis, and were topped with two small, but noticeable pectorals, with the nipples hiding under the bodysuit.
“Heh… For the so-called Beacon of Hope your chest looks kinda cute… I’ll admit…” The Maverick commented, though X wasn’t sure if he was truly being sarcastic or not.
“In fact, I bet your pecs are quite sensitive, too…” The Reploid reached for X’s chest, and pinched his pectorals with both hands. The force wasn’t rough enough to hurt, but they were pinched a way that tickled. X suppressed a giggle from the sensation, but wasn’t going to give in… yet.
“Oh? Does that tickle?” The Maverick questioned, continuing to tickle X’s pectorals. But this time, he scritched his index fingers over the firm, yet soft areas.
X was already close to cracking. He knew how sensitive his pecs were, and his weakness was already being taken advantage of. He could feel a grin starting to grow on his face, and as much as he tried to hide it, his resistance was weakening with each passing second, but he refused to let himself crack.
That is, until X felt the feather stroke his clit again.
With the sensation of both his clit and pecs being tickled and stimulated, X broke into laughter.
“Ahahahahahaha! S-Stahahahap it! I can’t t-tahahahahake it anymore!”
The Maverick tickling X’s pecs laughed mockingly in response, along with the rest of the minions and Berkana on the opposite side of the wall.
As time went on, X could feel himself getting closer to climax again. His pectorals being tickled along with his twitching clit only brought him even closer. His moans, combined with his laughter, rose in volume as his arousal grew higher, he was so close, so very, very close…
… Until the stimulation came to a complete stop.
X’s pleasure was soon replaced by panic, and he felt his orgasm beginning to slide out of reach once more. Although Berkana and the others couldn’t see his face (except for the one who was tickling his chest just before), it clearly had an expression that said “Please! Finish me off!”
Berkana chuckled, watching for a few more moments as X’s vagina twitched and quivered from being denied again, still visibly aroused. But she wasn’t going to leave him abandoned this time.
The witch walked up to X’s posterior sticking out of the wall. His thighs were shivering, as if anticipating Berkana to do something, to finish him off, jerk him off, tease him, anything.
“Now, now, darling… I won’t be leaving your desire unfulfilled. Well, this time, at least…” Berkana said as she knelt down so she was facing directly in front of the Azure Hunter’s throbbing vulva.
She leaned in toward it, and planted a kiss on the moist clit.
That final touch was all X needed to finally orgasm.
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHNNN!” X released a loud scream of pleasure as he came, his vaginal walls clenching erratically and twitching as large amounts of cum gushed out of him, dripping onto the metal floor and staining it with a small, semi-translucent puddle of his own juices. Berkana was even feeling generous enough to jerk X off as he came, rubbing her thumb over the head of his clit to let him ride out his orgasm for as long as he could.
X’s scream slowed down to a low moan of pleasure, which dissolved into panting as he slowly came down from his high. He felt a sense of relief from having finally orgasmed, but it didn’t make his predicament any less humiliating for him. His cheeks were red from both embarrassment and arousal- his own clit was engorged and swollen from having just climaxed.
As the Azure Hunter was recovering from his delirium, Berkana inspected his clit. His vulva being swollen at the moment was a clear sign her prisoner had become more sensitive, at least temporarily. But that doesn’t mean she wouldn’t make the most out of it.
She turned to face two of her minions that had pumped and tickled X’s vulva from before. “I have a special request for you two. Would you mind?”
“What is it, mistress?” The second Maverick asked.
“I want you to remove more of X’s bodysuit from his posterior. This is so we can exploit his weakness even more.”
X’s senses returned to him partially when he heard what Berkana had just said. Did she mean they were going to carry on this torture for even longer…?!
After the witch gave her instructions to the second Maverick, she turned her attention to the first one beside him. “As for you…” Berkana held out her hand in front of another of her minions standing beside her. Realizing her gesture was signaling him to give her something, he pulled something out from a small satchel attached to his belt, handing it to her, who promptly gave it to the first Maverick. He grinned as he stared at the tool he was now holding.
An electric toothbrush, the head topped with small bristles.
“This object is normally used by humans, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be used for… other purposes…” Berkana smiled darkly as she focused on the toothbrush her minion was holding. “You may use it for as long as you’d like.”
“Hehe… Will do, mistress…” The Maverick spoke. Meanwhile, the second Maverick was walking up to X’s behind, which was trembling with fear and anticipation. Without any hesitation, and with a malicious smile, he tugged at the bodysuit covering the portion below the Azure Hunter’s vulva.
X gasped again when he felt his bodysuit being tugged at. Just like when part of his bodysuit covering his folds was being ripped off, he struggled and squirmed to make the Maverick let go, but again, his efforts were futile, and the piece of his bodysuit covering the portion below his clit was torn away.
The Maverick grinned in satisfaction from having torn away more of X’s bodysuit. He licked his lips at what was presented before him, Berkana and the rest of her minions- right under X’s vagina, sat a puckered hole that was his entrance.
The Maverick that had just torn off the piece of mesh suit covering the blue android’s anus chuckled mockingly. “Heh, cute asshole you got there…” Those words sent chills up X’s spine.
Wanting to tease X before the next phase of the torture began, Berkana’s minion inserted a finger into his clit, causing his thighs and rear to spasm. Once he pulled it back out, his finger was coated in X’s lubrication fluids, which he brought up to his entrance, and began teasing it by circling the puckered hole, coating it with the blue android’s own fluids.
X tightened the ring of muscle reflexively, shivering from how cold his own lubrication fluids felt on his asshole. It almost felt as if someone was rimming him, but there was no tongue involved. Just a wet finger tracing along and around his puckered entrance.
The Maverick didn’t pause even once while teasing X- his finger kept on tracing and tapping his hole, making his entrance twitch and tighten.
X gritted his teeth, fighting back another moan of pleasure. The sensation of his asshole being teased was so pleasurable, so nice, and it didn’t help that his nerves were still oversensitive from coming a couple of minutes ago. All the while, the Maverick in the room where his head was poking into was watching him, laughing cruelly at his humiliation, mocking him for getting himself into this predicament. If X found a way to escape this torture, he would give that Maverick a piece of his mind…
However, X didn’t ruminate on that thought for long, as he cried out in surprise, and convulsed and jerked the second he felt a foreign object being shoved into his wet and sensitive pussy.
To make matters even worse, the object began… vibrating?
Unbeknownst to the Azure Hunter, the first Maverick on the other side of the room had inserted the electric toothbrush into his pussy.
X squirmed and bucked violently as the toothbrush vibrated inside his vagina. He could feel every individual bristle on the head of the toothbrush vibrating and rubbing against his vaginal walls, with no sign of stopping. The sensation was unbearable. Sometimes it would go deeper inside, occasionally to the point where the bristles ghosted just over his sweet spot, but never made contact with it to prevent him from coming. The walls of the Azure Hunter’s vulva clenched multiple times around the electric toothbrush, which only seemed to pull it in deeper.
X let out sounds resembling moans and yells of pleasure as the toothbrush kept up its torturous cycle in his vagina. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, he jolted as something suddenly started stroking over his entrance. It was light, but his nerves were still hypersensitive that it felt more intense.
One of the Mavericks was using a feather against his asshole.
The Maverick stroked the feather over X’s twitching entrance as the Maverick next to him continued to push the toothbrush around in his vulva. “Hehe… Who’s got a ticklish asshole~?” The Maverick holding the feather asked their captor teasingly. The already apparent blush on X’s face only grew even deeper from the Maverick’s teasing. The latter would occasionally stroke the feather around his entrance, even going so far as to trace the quill end of the feather around it, before inserting it into the blue android’s rectum, then pulling it out a few seconds later, and repeat the cycle.
A few minutes passed as both Mavericks abused X’s vulva and entrance, and he was already getting close to his second orgasm. His moans of pleasure began to grow louder in volume once more as he was getting closer to his end. Since he was denied twice during the first round before he was allowed to come, he really hoped the Mavericks would give him some mercy this time.
Unfortunately, his hopes were shattered when the Maverick using the feather pulled it away from his entrance, and the other pulled the electric toothbrush out of his swollen clit. Everything stopped.
X’s eyes widened as he felt a sense of panic wash over him, the same sensation he felt when he was denied twice in the first phase of the torture. His orgasm began sliding out of his grasp, until it was no longer in reach, leaving the Azure Hunter unable to orgasm successfully. He soon grew agitated and frustrated from being left abandoned at the brink of his climax.
A few moments passed as X panted from being stimulated and subsequently denied. Though, he soon realized everything became quiet. The Maverick in the room where his head was poking into simply stared at him, while the other side of the wall had become silent as well. No words coming from Berkana or her minions.
X found himself wondering what was happening. Was this mercy, or were his captors planning something else? He couldn’t tell, but he hoped it was the former.
X would have been greatly relieved by now, if not for the fact that he felt something touching his entrance again, making him buck wildly.
The Maverick that had been tickling his asshole with the feather just moments ago was licking his entrance.
“A-Aaah-!” X’s cry of pleasure was cut off as he felt the other Maverick’s finger plunge into his vagina yet again, which he pumped inside his inner walls.
“Unngghh…! Stop! Why are you doing this?!” X moaned, his eyes shut tight, clearly having had enough of the Mavericks teasing him. He was so desperate to come that tears started forming in the corners of his eyes. But he failed to notice the Maverick with him in the room where his head poked into was approaching him.
He held a black cloth in his hands.
As X squirmed despite being trapped in the wall, his vision suddenly went dark as something was being wrapped around his eyes. He quickly realized with a rising sense of dread he was being blindfolded.
Once the cloth had been wrapped around the blue android’s eyes, Berkana’s minion tied both ends of it together with no problem. With the cloth now securely tied around X’s eyes, he was effectively blindfolded. All he could see was darkness, but it changed nothing about his predicament- he could still hear what was going on from the other side of the room which gave away what was already happening to him.
Due to him being blindfolded, X didn’t notice that the Maverick nearby was now holding two certain tools in his hands.
A pair of feathers, one in each hand, long and with defined tips.
The Maverick laughed darkly as he pressed the feathers up against X’s pectorals. “Tickle, tickle, prisoner…”
Without saying another word, the Maverick began stroking the feathers across both of X’s sensitive pecs. He was so caught off-guard (mostly because of the blindfold) that he barely had time to resist before he burst into laughter once more.
“Ahahahahahahahaha! Noho! Nahahahat again!” X pleaded through his helpless laughter.
The Maverick ignored his cries, continuing to stroke the feathers over his ticklish pectorals. They were firm, yet not quite as muscular as Zero’s, and while they were nowhere near as sensitive as the Crimson Hunter’s, they were soft, which made them perfect targets for being tickled.
“Damn, your pecs must be very sensitive if you’re laughing like that.” The Maverick remarked, relishing X’s laughter as the feathers tickled his soft and sensitive pecs. By this point, the only thoughts running through X’s head were the ticklish sensations on his pecs, and his clit and asshole still being toyed with.
Hearing X’s laughter from the other side, the Maverick pumping his finger in the trapped Hunter’s vagina decided to further intensify the torture and the tickling. He grabbed the feather the other Maverick was using earlier (which had fallen to the floor), and brought it up to X’s clit, where he began stroking the oversensitive flesh.
X’s eyes widened behind his blindfold, and his laughter increased in volume from the combination of his hypersensitive clit and pectorals being tickled.
“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!”
The Maverick was mildly caught off-guard from X’s laughter becoming louder, but that only served to tickle him even more. As he continued tickling his sensitive pecs, X could swear he felt something brushing against his belly inside the wall.
Two mechanical arms built inside of the wall held feathers, similar to the ones the Maverick was using on his pecs, and they were pressed up against his belly. Without any hesitation, they began stroking across his slim stomach.
Turns out, X was EXTREMELY sensitive on his belly, because he was reduced to near hysterics as soon as the feather stroked over his stomach.
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PLEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHA!”
The Maverick seemed surprised by X’s outburst upon his belly being tickled along with his pecs (and his clit), but nonetheless smiled with great satisfaction from having X completely at his and the others’ mercy. And X’s situation, a small part of him was enjoying the tickling, especially the pulses of pleasure he felt from the feather stroking his vagina and his entrance being rimmed.
Eventually, the sensation of his clit being tickled and stroked, along with the feeling of being tickled overall, had him close to orgasm again. But he was too distracted by the tickling to care.
Once the Maverick inserted his tongue inside X’s entrance the same time the feather stroking his vulva entered deeper into his folds, as the other Maverick and the extensions with the feathers within the wall continued tickling his pecs and belly relentlessly, X’s hindquarters grew tense all at once, his inner walls convulsing and squeezing around the feather with tight, high pressure arousal, until he felt his lower body relax with incredible bliss, his pussy releasing a messy squirt of fluids as he finally came for the second time.
As soon as he came, everything came to a complete stop. His puckered entrance was no longer being licked, and feathers were no longer attacking his clit, belly and pectorals. His clit throbbed slowly, releasing a few last drips of fluid as X came down from his intense high. The puddle of his fluids on the floor (which had somewhat dried by now) grew bigger as more of it fell from his vagina and collected on the smooth surface.
X’s head sagged from exhaustion, most of his energy having been exerted from enduring the tickling and orgasming twice. The Maverick that was tickling his pecs prior to him coming looked at him with an expression that could only be defined as sadistic.
“How did it feel for you to orgasm again after so long?” The Maverick asked.
X lifted his head up slightly to face the Maverick, despite the blindfold shrouding his vision. “I’ll tear you… apart… when I get free…” The tone in his voice made it clear he was being serious.
After X retorted to his captor, however, Berkana laughed softly.
“Now, now, little one… Do you really think this is over yet? No… I still have MUCH more planned for you…” Berkana’s words dripped with dark intentions, and that was enough to make X tremble with fear. Just what kind of other sick experiments does she plan on subjecting him to…?!
X’s horrors were proven when multiple of Berkana’s minions were now holding various different tools, ranging from feathers, electric toothbrushes, and vibrators. But what stood out from them were tiny, mechanical spiders resembling petitpiders, but much smaller in size- nanospiders. Though one major difference in their design was they are meant to crawl inside of one’s genitals, and X was the perfect candidate.
Berkana leaned in toward the wall so X could hear her a little more clearly. “This will be the final phase of this torture. We have new devices specially made for you, so I hope you will enjoy them for the next little while…”
Once Berkana said those words, the Mavericks holding their tools began to close in on the Azure Hunter’s hindquarters. One of them holding a feather gently spread the lips of his clit further apart, and he shivered violently from the sensation. X’s mind was soon overtaken with dread, and beads of sweat ran down his forehead and reddening face.
“WAIT! STOP! DON’T DO THIS!” X shouted to the Mavericks on the other side of the wall, hoping at least one of them would listen to his pleas. But none of them did.
The realization hit X- he would suffer here until he would come again, which was unlikely to happen sooner as he would likely be denied like he was previously.
And he couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
Once the feather had been pressed up against X’s wet vulva, his true torture began.
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“NOHOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEHEASE! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!” X had been reduced to laughter once again as his captors toyed with his genitals, entrance, belly and pecs once more. His laughter was loud and echoed throughout the room his head was poking into, but it didn’t seem to bother his captors one bit, and only encouraged them to keep on tickling him.
Berkana’s minions switched back and forth with their tools, switching between feathers, electric toothbrushes, vibrators, and the nanospiders. The feathers stroked X’s oversensitive pussy, electric toothbrushes vibrated their bristles against his inner walls, and vibrators sent pulses of pleasure through his groin.
But those were nothing compared to the nanospiders. Each time a certain amount of them were inserted into X’s vagina, they crawled all over the inner walls, their tiny, pointy legs stimulating the bud of nerves within the folds, causing X to cry loudly with pleasure as he laughed helplessly. The sensation was made all the more unbearable when his clit was stimulated with feathers, toothbrushes or vibrators as the nanospiders crawled around inside his vagina.
Each time X found himself getting used to a particular device, the Mavericks would swap between different ones to further intensify the torture and keep his arousal fresh. They repeated until X came, but unlike the previous rounds, they didn’t stop once, and continued stimulating and tickling him even after he orgasmed.
X laughed louder and louder from the arousing and ticklish sensations overwhelming him, even after every time he came. He orgasmed hard merely from being tickled and his body subsequently became more sensitive. That increased sensitivity led to another orgasm. Then another. And another. And yet another. His increased sensitivity had equated tickling with sexual pleasure to the point he couldn’t stop coming. Yet no matter how many times he came or how hard he laughed, he could neither die, nor faint. He couldn’t even struggle because of being wedged between the wall, welcoming the sensations to his clit, entrance, pecs and belly willingly even though it was breaking his mind.
Eventually, X had become so sensitive that merely one stroke from a feather or a single vibration from an electric toothbrush or vibrator on his clit, or his belly and pecs being tickled was enough to make him orgasm. The nanospiders contributed as well- his vaginal walls continued to be pinched by tiny legs, forcing him to cum harder than what would be possible for a human or Reploid. It was the most blissful sensation in the world, yet also the most hellish one, even for a Reploid meant to be the world’s beacon of hope.
X’s torture continued for what seemed like a few hours, until he came one last time, at which point everything finally stopped, the nanospiders crawling out of his vagina and being gathered back into the vial they were held in. The puddle on the floor formed from X’s fluids was now much larger, as large as a Reploid’s sole. The blue android’s clit twitched and throbbed as it released a few more drops of fluids, until there was nothing left. His clit was completely coated and soaked in cum, as if someone had sloppily painted it with white paint.
Berkana let a few minutes pass to let X relax. One of her minions teased his wet clit with a feather all the while, albeit the strokes were much lighter, and merely grazed the flesh. Nonetheless, X shivered and moaned from the touch of the feather, his vulva was still horribly hypersensitive from having just came.
X’s moans were audible, and he knew Berkana and her subordinates could hear him. But he was too lost in his pleasure to care. He was feeling lightheaded from orgasming multiple times, and he felt like he was going to black out. But something within him prevented him from doing so. Was it from a very small part of him wanting this? To be tickled and stimulated endlessly?
Berkana relished in X’s moans as his clit was teased by her minion. “That’s quite enough.” She said to him, before walking up to the blue android’s hindquarters. “I will finish him off.”
The witch leaned in toward X’s vulva, inspecting it closely. She could see it starting to harden again, a sign X was coming down from his high. Berkana smirked, feeling a little mischievous.
“You know, dear… It has been a while since I have played with your clitoris. It must feel rather lonely… Maybe I can give it some company?”
X was about to retort when something was inserted into his mouth. While he couldn’t see due to the blindfold, he knew full well who had inserted the strange object into his mouth, which was the Maverick in the room with him.
A ball gag was inserted between X’s jaws, prohibiting him from protesting.
The Maverick grinned in satisfaction from having silenced X. The Azure Hunter could only make muffled noises in protest, which was quickly followed up by a cry of complete surprise behind his gag.
Berkana had began tracing her finger around X’s clit. It twitched from the sudden touch, but that only encouraged her to go even further, which was proven when she followed up by using a hand to push her fingers into X’s vagina. Due to how slick his vaginal walls were, and Berkana’s fingers being smaller and thinner, they slid in with ease. She tentatively rubbed the inner walls with each of her fingers like she was giving a massage. She could hear X moaning loudly from the other side, and her minions snickered in response.
“M-Mmmrrrrpphhh…” X moaned behind his ball gag, feeling himself growing close to orgasm again. The sensation of Berkana rubbing all of her fingers against his inner walls was just too much. But at least it couldn’t get any worse than this…
If only that were true. Because X was caught off-guard when feathers started stroking his pecs again. But they weren’t being held by the Maverick this time. Instead, they were attached to robotic extensions snaking out of the side of the wall X’s head poked through, and evidence of them being activated was a controller the Maverick held in his hand, with an evil smirk on his face. On top of that, the feathers tickling his belly from before had begun stroking it again, and X immediately burst into laughter once again. It didn’t help that his clit was still being massaged by Berkana.
As X thrashed violently and laughed helplessly while his pecs and belly were being tickled and his clit was being massaged relentlessly, the latter soon stopped being stimulated. A few seconds later, though, X cried out through his laughter as he felt something soft touching both sides of his vulva.
Two feathers, held by Berkana, were tickling either side of his clit.
The combination became overwhelming for the blue android, and he soon experienced what felt like the most intense orgasm he had ever had in his life. As he came, he thought briefly, just briefly, that maybe being trapped here wasn’t so bad after all.
That thought was wiped away when everything gradually slowed down until it came to a complete stop. X panted and breathed heavily behind his gag, finding himself incredibly exhausted, yet also shocked he was able to orgasm so intensely.
“Did you enjoy that, X?” Berkana asked, even though she knew X couldn’t respond properly due to being gagged.
“I hope you did, because it will be the last orgasm you will ever have.”
X’s eyes widened behind his blindfold despite his exhaustion from Berkana’s words. They sent a chill down his spine. Was she really going to leave him without being allowed to cum…?!
Berkana turned to face one of her minions beside her. “Do you still have that device like I asked?”
“Yes, mistress.” He pulled out something from his belt, handing it to Berkana.
It was a remote control. But for what exactly?
“Excellent… X, my darling, you shall not feel afraid anymore… Because my final gift will make you feel absolutely euphoric. I am sure of it.” Berkana spoke, before pressing a button on the controller.
Once it was pressed, a hidden panel right above X’s posterior opened, and something snaked out of it moments later, attached to a mechanical extension.
A thick, purple dildo, just the right size to fit into one’s cervix.
Berkana chuckled softly to herself as the sex toy positioned itself in front of X’s pussy, which twitched as if anticipating to be penetrated by the very object.
As soon as the dildo was now facing directly in front of X’s clit, the appendage moved it closer toward it, pressing the head against the entrance, before beginning to insert itself into the vaginal walls. X’s clit was still slick with leftover lubricant, which made it all the more easier for the dildo to slide into his folds.
X shivered violently the entire time, until most of the object had entered into his vagina, minus the very end of it so it could pull out if necessary. It wasn’t long until the dildo began pumping inside of the blue android’s pussy, sliding back and forth between the wet folds.
X moaned loudly despite the ball gag muffling his voice- the intense pleasure he felt from the dildo pumping his insides was just too good, so blissful. His vaginal walls squeezed and hugged tightly around the toy, refusing to let it slide out of his erect vulva.
As the dildo kept on pumping X, he suddenly felt something vibrating inside his clit. Considering there was nothing else inside of him other than the dildo pumping him, the odd, yet pleasurable sensation had to be coming from the toy.
“Oh, did I forget to tell you that the toy has a built-in vibrator?” Berkana asked X.
A built-in vibrator in a dildo… Why did it have to be a vibrator…?!
X bucked his hips and wriggled in his bonds in a desperate effort to get the dildo out of him, but it was too stubborn to budge. It merely continued pumping and pumping him. The vibrating sensation wasn’t helping, either, and in fact, it was already starting to make him orgasm again.
The pumping from the dildo, combined with its vibrations, brought X closer and closer to his end, his moans becoming louder and louder. Just a little more, and he’ll finally be able to…
But the vibrations stopped. The dildo stopped pumping him, and subsequently pulled itself out from between his folds.
X was prevented from orgasming yet again. Frustration seethed in his mind, as well as annoyance from being denied more than twice now. He panted behind his gag, drool dribbling down the red ball between his jaws and his chin.
As X sat there in frustration, he suddenly felt something toying with his thighs, and his neck.
Unbeknownst to the Azure Hunter, Berkana had pressed a couple more buttons on the controller she had been given, which activated hidden panels on both sides of the wall, revealing hidden mechanical hands that simultaneously went for X’s thighs and neck.
X began laughing again almost immediately as his thighs and neck were tickled. His muffled laughter sounded throughout the room his head was peeking into, shaking his head as if to beg for mercy. As if his neck and thighs being tickled was not enough, the extensions holding the feathers to tickle his belly and pecs resumed their attack on the respective areas.
The blue android laughed even harder from the combination of his belly, thighs, neck and pecs being tickled. Due to being denied of orgasming moments before, a part of him hoped a similar appendage, or someone, would tickle his clit, but nothing did. His vulva was left alone except for the rest of his body that could be tickled.
Berkana and her Maverick subordinates laughed cruelly as the machine built into the wall continued tickling X mercilessly, with seemingly no end in sight. It stayed like this for the next 45 minutes, with Berkana occasionally licking X’s swollen clit, but not too roughly so he couldn’t climax right then and there.
After 45 minutes have passed, the machine ceased tickling X, leaving him trembling in the wall. Berkana and her minions looked on with satisfaction.
“Well, X, it was nice having fun with you. But I am afraid I have more important matters to take care of.” Berkana informed the Azure Hunter. “In the meantime, feel free to stay here and relax. Do not worry, my devices will take good care of you… I promise that…” The witch planted a kiss against the head of X’s clit to tease him some more, giggling from how he jerked his hips upward in response.
After giving X his (not-so deserved) kiss on his throbbing clit, Berkana turned around and began making her way out of the room, her minions following behind her. When she reached the door, she looked behind her to look at X one last time (whose hindquarters were trembling with desperate need), and smirked, before walking out with the rest of her subordinates.
With Berkana and her minions having left the room, X was now all alone. The Maverick that was with him in the side of wall his head was poking into had also left. It was just him, stuck wedged between a wall, nothing to do but let himself and his genitals be tortured by Berkana’s devious devices.
X felt a massive wave of embarrassment and guilt wash over him, as the dildo closed in on his vulva once more…
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Much time passed. X has been stuck here for… how long, now? He couldn’t tell. He had been put through a cycle of tickle torture, and having his clit being penetrated for long enough that he lost track.
Not even his asshole was left alone- a black dildo had emerged from another panel above the one that held the purple dildo meant for his vagina. Unlike the latter, however, the black one had multiple bumps lining it, and its purpose was to pump in and out inside X’s rectum. The bumps only made the sensation that much more uncomfortable.
Whenever he wasn’t currently being tortured or unconscious, there was a powerful, nagging need filling his mind. It was constant and bothering, even while being tickled, and it prevented him from falling asleep via any other means other than losing consciousness due to exhaustion. This pestering, sexual need in his clit nagged and nagged at his mind until he couldn’t help but roll his hips in hopes of finding release in an orgasm if he was aroused enough. But he never did. Something was keeping him from doing so.
The dildo inside his vagina was built with an internal scanner that constantly monitored X’s condition. Every time it sensed he was close to orgasm, it would automatically pull out, leaving him right on the edge, frustrated and furious. The second, of course, was to start tickling him. The mechanical arms and feathers tickled his belly, thighs, neck, and pecs, but never his erogenous zones. It tickled and tickled until his arousal had dulled from its near bursting point back down to an annoying throb, and then tickled a bit longer for good measure before deactivating.
X had long since realized the futility of trying to fulfill this need. It simply wasn’t going to happen. If he rolled his hips faster, the dildo would pull out quicker. If he went slower, the dildo would keep on pumping him until he got close. Even if he changed speeds at the last second, the machine seemed to anticipate the timing just right. Yet in spite of the inevitable outcome every time, X kept giving into the temptation to try again and again. What was the purpose in doing this? The dull ache in his vulva was better than the inevitable denial and tickling. He understood that, so why keep giving into the temptation? Perhaps some adamant and stubborn part of him believed that if he kept trying, he could finish before the dildo pulled away, or a part of him was starting to crave the tickling itself. As much as it pained him to admit it, his sessions in the torture devices were the closest thing to pleasure he had.
It wasn’t that X had given up trying to escape. Zero was still out there, and as long as he didn’t let Berkana break him, he would surely be saved eventually. He wouldn’t break. He couldn’t break. Zero was likely looking for him, so he held onto that last thread of hope and refused to believe he had been broken just yet.
So, he waited there in the wall, repeating to himself in his mind that Zero was coming, again and again like a mantra to distract himself from the need, not even realizing he had was already subconsciously rolling his hips, either to make himself reach his peak or to coax the dildo to slide in between his folds again. But even that doesn’t satisfy his need. He’s exposed and alone with no resources to protect himself. He can’t escape with what he has and he knows it. There’s no point in resisting the routine of enduring the endless abuse of his clit and anus and being tickled. So, he obediently allows the machine to do its job on him, a part of him secretly hoping that maybe one day, just one day, Berkana would decide to finally show some mercy and let him orgasm again, or Zero would come and rescue him, but those scenarios seemed unlikely, given Berkana or Zero haven’t shown up for several days now…
All the Azure Hunter could do, was wait.