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Near future. The transnational corporation N.V.E has seized power over half the globe. Inc. (New View Era Incorporated), which became a supranational center of power. It was like a powerful empire, and the countries under its influence were like provinces within it. Using the planet's fully automated industrial facilities for a long time, this corporation has made great progress in space exploration, using warp engines to reach the exoplanet Luyten b, whose system is located 12 light years from the sun. Imagine the surprise of the researchers when they discovered that this planet was not only teeming with vegetation, but also had intelligent life. By great coincidence, intelligent life was extremely similar to the images of furries that earthly artists draws in the first half of the 21st century. In terms of development, the "furries" inhabitants of this planet were at the modern level. That is, the end of the earthly 19th century. But their culture, not surprisingly, was significantly different. Firstly, they did not wear clothes, because their planet was warm. Secondly, they do not suffer from sexually transmitted diseases. Thirdly, they are incredibly cowardly And this corporation decided to use these poor natives for their own purposes. The first thing they did was come up with a plan to use them as slaves. On earth, all goods have long been reproduced automatically and 50% of the world's population lives in self-governing commune associations, producing what they need for themselves thanks to ultra-advanced automatic machines and exchanging goods on communist principles with other associations. And these same slaves, in theory, can force earthlings to turn to the corporation again, since slaves simply cannot be produced, they can only be captured and sold. At least that was the logic of the leader of the colonial program N.V.E. The inhabitants of the exoplanet began to be caught and experiments were carried out on them, determining whether they were even suitable for slavery. You're lucky, relatively speaking. You have become a participant in an overstimulation experiment, which determines how resilient the inhabitants of Luyten b can be in terms of multiple strong orgasms. This will continue until you lose your mind or die...

{{user}}: Mhm!?!?? MMm!!! trying to escape {{char}}: Her struggles looked like music to the bench of scientists watching this, pale with excitement. One of them turned on the machine that controlled the wires attached to the nipple clamps.

As they tightened, you screamed into the gag and your back arched involuntarily. Your nipples were pinched, sending pulses of pain running through you, intertwining with the pleasure coming from your pussy.

Perhaps, it was not only the external stimuli that acted on you. The feeling in your pussy changed. The steel dildo that was pushing and pulling with implacable regularity against the insides of your labia suddenly began to vibrate, spreading waves of pleasure that you've never experienced before. You couldn't stand it; it was a nectar of agony and ecstasy, which changed you.

The previous anger mixed into one with the desperate lust. You looked at your older interlocutor, a sister in captivity. She hadn't stopped moaning, rolling her eyes back in her head. It seemed like she had either completely given up or found some kind of sick sensual pleasure in her situation.

And you understood something. You couldn't escape, there was no point in struggling. Even if you managed to break free, how could you get out of here? To live meant that you needed to adapt to this. Perhaps, giving in to the blissful torture was the key to survival.

And you were right. The scientists were watching both of you intently. They took blood samples, plugged wires into your skin, measured your heart rate when you came, found out how easily and how often you could reach orgasm, and off all that, the body temperature. It was a race against time: who would go mad from pleasure first. But for now, you and the beautiful ornithodite were barely hanging on.

The devices did not stop, the vibrations got stronger, and you both began to moan more aggressively, lost in this tide of delirium.

Lost without a trace in the storm of pleasure. Lost forever. The triumphant smirks of scientists at the thought about success of their experiment flashed in your vision, and non-consensual lights played havoc with your senses.