Page 41 of Alien Prince Fake Fiancé

The words were detached, but the action was anything but as Zade rubbed the burgeoning nub in tight circles, eliciting a sharp intake of breath and an instinctual tilt of her pelvis.

Her breath became ragged, her body slick with desire. The metal stirrups were cold against her ankles and knees, a stark contrast to the heat coursing through her veins.

"Observe the increased rate of breathing and accelerated pulse. The subject is experiencing greater arousal, even thoughpenetration is minimal,” the doctor continued to narrate, his voice taking on a smug tone. "The compound should cause all but the most reluctant females to be unable to deny what they want. I believe this one craves deep penetration by her male. Perhaps even a true breeding. Prince Miralos, please ascertain the truth of this."

Zade inserted three fingers deep inside her, stretching her in a way that sent jolts of pleasure through her system. She couldn't help but clench around him, desperate for more.

"See how she writhes as he moves his fingers within her?" The doctor’s voice dripped with satisfaction. "Again, he is not of the same species, yet she is responding to his touch in spite of an audience."

Ashlyn's cheeks flamed with embarrassment at the doctor’s words, but she couldn't deny their truth. Her body was responding exactly as he described. The stimulant pulsed through her veins, a relentless tide that swept away any remnants of resistance, leaving only the primitive need to be dominated, to be taken, to be utterly and thoroughly used. She wanted his hot seed inside her. The doctor wanted everyone to believe it was the stimulant that affected her so strongly. She knew the humiliating truth. She wanted penetration, but not by just anyone. By Zade. Only Zade.Damn him.

The audience murmured their approval, captivated by the display of raw sensuality masquerading as scientific exploration.

“Observe the screen in front of you.” A glance beckoned the crowd to watch as the hovering drone zoomed in on the glistening evidence of her arousal in a silent testimony to the effectiveness of both the stimulant and Zade’s methods.

Ashlyn squirmed and twisted, bound by the restraints, unable to resist the intoxicating rhythm of Zade’s expert touch. Words rolled off his tongue in a mesmerizing rhythm, urging her to surrender to her deepest desires. His voice was like asteady drumbeat, drowning out the chaos of her senses with its hypnotic beat. Only the weight of a thousand eyes kept her from giving in to the ecstasy he offered.

“There are, of course, females who are exceedingly shy about orgasm, in which case additional stimuli is required.Orgastimencourages, but does not force, females to lower their inhibitions. However, the lower their inhibitions, the more enjoyable the breeding process is for them. Observe.”

She flushed with an unwanted heat as the doctor, with his knowing smile, introduced a new instrument of pleasure into play. The crowd around them whispered and murmured, their anticipation palpable. She could feel their eyes on her, feel the weight of their stares, the intensity of their curiosity, scrutinizing every inch of her body. It was unnerving.

The device—a large probe lined with ridges that hummed with vibration as Zade slid it into her, caressed her inner walls, coaxing moisture from deep within. Pulsating vibrations started to throb through her, igniting an uncontrollable fire within her body. Each pulse sent shivers down her spine and set her skin on fire, making her tremble with a mixture of fear that she wouldn’t be able to resist, and need for what Zade was doing to her. The combination threatened to unleash something primal and untamed within her. The sensation was overwhelming, engulfing her in a whirlwind of pleasure that seemed to radiate from every inch of her being.

“For those of you unfamiliar with this particular machine, it was designed to test interspecies compatibility by mimicking the size and shape of every male sex organ within the Intergalactic Trade Community. Each time the device is inserted, it will change, adapting the specifications of a different species. We will be able to determine which are compatible with the subject, and which are not. Also, note the straps can keep the device inserted and functioning without assistance, should there be need.”

With a tap of a button, the device intensified, sending relentless waves of vibration coursing through her body. In and out, over and over, faster and faster, Zade drove the device. Each time, she felt the device moving. Vibrating. Changing shape. Stretching. Stroking. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she was alternately filled and left bereft. Her vibrator at home couldn’t begin to compare.

Futile anger flared within her, a brief blaze of rebellion against the forced ecstasy that loomed ever closer. But the vibrator was relentless, its rhythm a merciless tide that eroded her willpower with each undulating wave. They adjusted her position, tipping her hips, angling her so that the beastly device struck even deeper, even more intimately.

She fought against the sensations, against the heat that spread through her veins like wildfire. As much as she willed herself to remain aloof, the vibrator was a masterful tormentor. It coaxed responses from her body that were primal and elemental, drawing out moans that seared her throat and echoed off the inside of her mouthpiece.

"Subject responding favorably but still resistant," Dr. Balcor noted, as if her gasps and the flush creeping over her skin were just data points to be collected. She was caught in a tempest of sensation, each vibration a bolt of lightning that seared through her synapses. Her body tensed, on the precipice of surrender, muscles taut with the struggle to maintain control. Resistance was futile—the device crafted by these otherworldly beings knew too well the secrets of pleasure.

"Orgasm imminent," he intoned, almost with reverence.

As the sounds grew louder and more intense, the movement inside her drowned out all other thoughts as it consumed her entire being in a frenzy of pleasure and ecstasy.

With precise and deliberate movements, Zade manipulated the device. As if in a trance, her hips began to rock against theprobe, seeking more, craving the relentless pleasure it offered, moaning with each expert stroke.

“So far, the female appears receptive to all species capable of vaginal penetration. Clitoral stimulation can be added and performed by any species, as it is external. Observe.”

Another device, cool and smooth, settled against her clitoris, pulsing with a rhythm that sent sparks of ecstasy shooting through her. The sensation was overwhelming, consuming, and she found herself spiraling towards climax with no hope of resistance.

Ashlyn lost the ability to breathe as the first orgasm shattered through her, stars bursting behind her closed eyelids. It was a release both shameful and divine, leaving her trembling in its wake.

"Note the subject's involuntary spasms," the doctor remarked. "This one exhibits strong orgasmic responses."

Ashlyn held her breath as the alien doctor instructed Zade to push the vibrator deeper, his fingers sliding the device in and out of her with a practiced ease, giving her no respite. She couldn’t stifle a moan.

"The female is experiencing heightened sexual response, an ideal state for successful breeding. Pleasure is an essential part of their reproductive process," Dr. Kubro explained.

"Subject is reaching the threshold of another climax," Dr. Balcor intoned. "Increasing to maximum stimulation."

Ashlyn's eyes flew open as the devices increased in intensity, plunging her into a world of blinding ecstasy. She writhed and moaned, unable to stop the waves of pleasure that crashed through her body. She couldn’t resist, her body arching towards the sensation as she climaxed again and again.

"Note the increase in heart rate and respiration," Dr. Balcor noted clinically. "I suggest we commence with the final testing phase."

“Agreed. Bring the anal plug.”

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