Flesh Shield
Added 2019-09-18 13:23:22 +0000 UTCThe unit moves through the hallways & corridors, freshly deployed from the transport into the facility.
The evil corporation Black Faction has promised a return for the prime stakeholder...the mistress. Demands must be met. The machine begins to turn & the women are deployed to unexplored areas to seek azologoth.
A fresh young body is wrapped in a brand new uniform, carrying a brand new rifle, with brand new equipment.
Fresh is the key word. The unit is brand new. Still adjusting to service however she is very very keen to serve.
She is looking for overt enemies, but in the cover of dark the enemy waits, lands a shot straight to her stomach. "hhhhuuurr" she yells.
Falling to her knees, the pain taking her feet from under her...
then the numbness radiates through her torso, its a larger than normal round....and shes fading fast.
She falls flat on her face, the numbness from the chemical is spreading, the numbness turns to tingling & tickling....she tries to get up, she falls straight flat again...
finally she works her way to her knees...the adrenaline has kicked in, its mixing with the sting of the impact, the numbness through her torso, the tingling is radiating...her nerves are scrambled, the leotard feels silkier than satin, clutching her body tightly, tantalizing every part of her body....
The fear, the adrenaline, the sensation is pure climax.
Combat in the Zone is Climax.
Then, a heavy round strikes her in the head, knocking her unconscious where she misses out on the ecstasy of expenditure, only to be utilized for another to dish-out the same punishment/pleasure to others.
