Light burned her vision. She jerked her head away but there was nowhere she could turn to avoid the light.
“Hello, beautiful.” It was Goose.
His hand stroked her breasts, teasing around the cups that were attached to her nipples. The ratcheting suction pumped with the beat of tiny hammers, tugging and pulling her nipples into the cups as they sucked out the spray of milk that squirmed from her body.
He reached up and stroked her cheek before moving his hand down. “Sorry I missed the last time, I was stupid for brawling. But I got my chance this year.”
This year? Janice frowned, or tried to frown. She couldn't see. The human touch was hard to miss, it felt like a god-send to her, a brief moment of pleasure from the hard, cruel horror that she had been subjected to.
His fingertips slid along her belly. She wondered if it was still flat but when he touched some sort of seam, she froze in confusion. Crane ran his fingertips along it, tracing the seam with his fingernails. The soft click of nails on metal ran down from above her belly button clear down to her pubis. His caress caught on something heavy before he moved to trace on finger up and down her mons.
Pleasure, the faintest whisper but more than anything she had felt before, coursed through her body. She shuddered at the sensation, she had forgotten how pleasure sang through her body.
He traced his finger along her slick which quickly grew slick with her desperate need.
She lifted herself to him, blindly trying to keep his fingers against her skin as she drank in the almost forgotten sensations.
Goose chuckled. “Missed my cock?”
She couldn't answer, not with words. She lifted her hips, moving up and down the only inch of movement she had from the tight hooks that kept her pinned into her frame.
“Well, I missed this pussy. Two years is a long time.”
Janice froze. Two years? Has it been two years since she had been in her coffin for years? It was impossible to tell, there was no sensation of time or seasons with her life anymore. She vaguely remembered being pregnant at least twice, or was it three times? It was hard to tell even when they pulled her out to wipe her down and rotate her.
He worked a finger into her pussy, sliding it back and forth almost gently. To her surprise, even her anal cleaner had been removed keeping her completely free of anything.
“Want to feel good?”
She tried to work her lips but they were numb. She couldn't feel them anymore.
With all her effort, she lifted and lowered her head. She couldn't even tell if she did that. Her eyes weren't seeing anymore, just the glare of light that burned painfully in the back of her skull.
Goose's breath was deep as he pumped his fingers into her pussy, working one and then two into it.
She grew slick with need.
When he replaced hand with his cock, she shuddered with need.
He easily slid into her, burying his hot, hard length into her tight opening. His balls smacked against her skin and he throbbed deep inside.
Janice shivered with delight. It was exciting to have a living being inside her. A real living being, not some machine.
Goose didn't hesitate to start pumping, driving his cock into her with slow but rapidly increasing strength. With every thrust, her body was tugged against her hooks, straining her joints as he pounded into her cunt with long, deep strokes.
Janice tightened her pussy, clenching one of the few muscles she was capable of moving.
“Oh, yes, baby.” One hand clamped above her hip as the other grabbed the ring at her hip. His cock surged thickly as he drove into her harder and faster.
He was going to cum. Janice screwed down her muscles as tightly as she could, giving him as much pleasure as he slammed into her.
Goose grunted and then came inside, hot cum painting her insides with blissful ecstasy.
A shiver of an orgasm, long forgotten rose up and sparkled along her senses. She would have sobbed with relief, if she was able to. Instead, she could only tighten her muscles around his cock as he held it there.
When his shaft softened, he pulled out. He leaned over her, the wet slimy length pressed against her thigh. “I only have a few minutes, you want me to fuck your ass?”
Desperate not to lose the only human contact, she nodded.
His cock grew harder and he slipped the wet member into her stretched opening. It thickened as he shoved it deep into her body.
She closed her eyes with pleasure, her senses focused on the pleasure of the ridged shaft caressing against her anal ring. It felt good. It felt. It was sensation, a living human touch.
Tears ran down her cheeks with relief as he pumped hard and fast, coming quickly inside her. It was only a matter of seconds but it didn't matter, it would last long enough to keep her thoughts warm until she drifted into a world of darkness and insanity.
When he pulled out, it was too soon. With a sigh, he patted her belly. “I'm sorry, time's up. Ready to work on baby eight?”
Janice froze again. Eight? She had been impregnated seven times already? What had happened to her world? What had happened to her sanity? She couldn't remember anything anymore, she was nothing to these people but she couldn't imagine drifting in a hell that would never end.
Goose fitted the anal and vaginal dildos into place. He tapped them one before the top one clicked, spraying her with a fresh jet of cum into her frequently fucked pussy.
He wiped her crotch and then up to her face.
She opened her eyes to see a vague image of his face.
“See you next year, I promise. Right after you give birth.”
And then darkness.