Cyborg Girls

by Jane Brooke

  Looking at Venus, he came back, swallowed his bile and seemed agitated and whispered.

  “Fuck it. Let’s do it.”

  No one had to tell Venus that was a bad idea, but Krull was like that at times. Krull was always duty first and fueled by too much courage and duty at times.

  Fuck it, it’s as good a time as any to die. Let’s do it. She thought

  Reaching forward, she re-slotted his air breather and face helmet to his face. She gave it a yank and through a smile nodded. She turned and, with Krull allowing his 357 magnum to dangle by his side, they began to move through the teeming crowds.

  Ten minutes later, they were moving down another teeming street of the desperate.

  Yhey passed building after building with open doors and neon signs, all manned and armed with blades and axes by massive men and Android muscle. As they passed they heard screams, blaring music as they peered into the smoke and darkness of many of these subterranean drug, sex and pain clubs.

  Venus leading point by a few footsteps, moved to an arched open door way. In red neon above it a sign said: Panic.

  Venus, fearless, faced off a 6ft 8, three hundred pound behemoth of an Android.

  His body was covered with scars, scabs, rashes, and with tumors covering his massive bare chest and face. He was wearing a black-leather harness holding up his black leather pants. In the harness were several long curved blades as well as a machete falling down along his leg from a strap from the harness.

  She looked over her shoulder as Krull stalled up right next to her and stared up at the gargoyle who was grinning through black teeth, no fear in his pink eyes at him.

  Not liking the way the giant was looking at her man, she pushed her Cop badge into his face. She became all Cyborg Girl and such, and growled.

  “Ozone. Step aside.”

  No reminders needed as he scowled at her as his muscled body tensed. Venus, her green eyes now blazing, reached her hand back and swished one of her blades out of its sheath. Dangling it by her side, she moved her eyes closer to his and seethed.

  “Please. I need the practice. Last time. Step aside.”

  No matter how big a-muck was or how stoned they were most studs still wanted to be able to have a head left on their shoulders when the Sun rose.

  Time seemed to freeze as the blaring music shrieked out of the arched open door. As that time clicked, Krull stared into the smoke and shadows and the blinking lights striking out of the dungeon.

  Remembering somewhere in his Droid drug ravaged brain that even giants needed hands and fingers to eat, he swallowed his hatred for the female cop. He jerked his head into the dungeon, stepping aside as he did.

  Her knuckles growing more silver from the pressure she was exerting on the blade handle, she nodded at Krull to enter. With his Laser Canon Carbine dangling on his shoulder, and his 357 in his mitt, he casually did.

  Never taking her burning eyes off of the giant, she then, as she passed stalled out for a moment, and allowed her finger to touch his face as she touched her forefinger to her lips and whispered.

  “Shush...You’re cute. Be smart...Better to have a head then not, huh?”

  The giant leering down at her showed fear in his face as he swallowed deeply.

  She then pinched his diseased cheeks between her fingers and thumb, put a finger in his mouth, grew dire and seethed.

  “Keep it zipped.”

  He nodded as she tweaked his nose, giggled and turned and disappeared into the shadows of the dungeon.

  Hesitating at the inner entrance, Krull allowing his eyes to acclimate to the darkness and strobe lights, breathed again as Venus entered. The pulsing klieg lights were sparking off of her Platinum clad face.

  Removing his air breather and face plate Krull looked at Venus. She seemed lost in concentration as she monitored what she was seeing through Infrared Digital Images down the tunnel like structure.

  Running down the dirt floor of the tunnel like affair, there were, separated by nine meters, arched doorways leading into rooms.

  The stench from sweat, blood, semen reeked in the tunnel of shadows and bright blinking lights.

  Krull could see along the fifty meter long tunnel various shadows of men, woman, Droids, and the sub human people of the freak show shuttle like rats in and out of the rooms.

  “Swish.” Venus withdrew her other blade from its sheathe.

  Dangling them at her side, she turned to Krull and tapped his two 357 Magnums hanging in his twin shoulder holsters with the tip of her sword.

  “Best be prepared, Krull. Silenced, yes?”

  He nodded, re-shouldered his laser canon. From both shoulder holsters he withdrew his black magnums. From his belt, he took two silencers and screwed them on their tips. He gave each 357 a jerk as he slid back the chamber.

  “Click, Click.” They were locked and loaded.

  Adray had no carbine, but she did have her 357 in her shoulder holster. She had left her cannon behind at their loft. In her brilliant brain, for she had been to places like this one before, she expected the worst case scenario. As it often was, she expected hand to hand combat would come to play.

  Nodding into the semi darkness, and with the music somewhere dissipating somewhat, she began her patrol and into what, she did not know.

  After a few moments, she and Krull hesitated at a curved archway, leading into a cavernous room. Moans, bellowing and shrieks from females, all accompanied by the surreal flashing strobe-lights we’re echoing from inside the room.

  Standing under the arch, both cops watched in horror for a moment what was taking place in the huge cave like room that has a mud floor puked into it.

  The atmosphere was thermal hot and humid. Sickened, they both watched the degradation and pleasure of the human sub experience in a world gone mad.

  Leaning against the dirt walls, were a dozen sweat covered human men, women, Droid men as well as two Cyborg Girls. Mesmerized, Zooming, they we’re watching the show being displayed on the mud floor centered in the cave.

  All were semi naked, some in black leather straps, corsets, belts and harnesses. Others were dressed in chains, metal straps, chrome thick bracelets and anklets. Two men, holding black bull whips had black leather head masks on. Their red eyes we’re leering through the slits in them and in there rabid eyes to a one, Venus saw The Pink in them.

  Centered in the room, was a stunning, tall, thin buzzed cut, naked blond human being girl. Her white skin was remarkably un-blemished and of course these were what the ZONE called The Special Ones.

  Remarkable beauty has always been a commodity, and since birth, her beauty being recognized Krulll watching, new of these elite females.

  Like Ermines nurtured for their fur, once bred for their skins, in a past world when humans actually wore such things, these girls had been bred for the elite, politicians, military, corporate giants, etc.

  They mostly lived in the rarified worlds of the BUBBLE WORLDS.

  It was no secret, that in the real world, a cosmetic and sexually vapid BUBBLE WORLD some females needed something unusual, something real in their mentally and unreal balanced lives.

  Each human being, no matter how horrific, no matter how carnal and seemingly depraved it appeared to needed what they needed for sexual gratification.

  Naked and on her hands knees and fists pounded into the mud floor, was an example of such a female.

  Feeling the blood pounding in her temples, Venus’s hands gripped and re-gripped her swords as she and Krull watched.

  Straddling the girl, and gripping her tiny waist with his powerful hands a massive muscled Droid man, seven foot tall, a black dragon tattooed down his back and perhaps two hundred and seventy pounds was hammering violently his huge penis into the girl’s cunt.

  With each ram like strike, the girl moan
ed and screamed and then laughed hysterically, as she hyperventilated and smashed her fists into the mud floor. Throwing her head back wildly, she twisted her perfect face around, and with her blond hair and face drenched with perspiration, she leered at the giant, barred her teeth at him. She then whipped her head back and forth violently as beads of perspiration glistened in the air from the strobe lights blinking as she howled within a body shattering orgasm.

  Never stopping fucking her, she tilted her head up to another exotic and beautiful creature, sitting naked on a chair, legs spread wide open, bare feet planted in the mud floor facing her.

  The Cyborg Girl was naked, light glinting off of her Platinum clad body and on that body were stripes of cuts, wounds, and past war wounds.

  Both of her eyelids had silver spikes struck through them, matching the ones pierced through her small blue nipples, lips, ears, nose and a small silver ring struck through her clitoris.

  Strapped to her butt and waiste was a black harness with a huge, black neoprene dildo attached to it.

  “AAAAAAAAHHHHH....FUUUUUCK...OOOOOOOOH.” The blond shrieked again.

  As the Droid ruthlessly fucked her, she slashed her fists against the mud. Her muscled back arched and her body vibrated almost out of its mooring as she screamed again and simply seemed to lose all control of her undulating body.

  “OOOOHHHH... NOOOOO... FUUUUCK ... MEEEFUUUUCK MEEE... OOOOOH NOOOOO.”

  And the Droid did as no sooner than the words had blasted out of the girl chattering teeth had the Cyborg Girl, so Zooming, reached forward and drove the blonde’s mouth into her blue cunt.

  The blond seemed to go hay wire, as she munched, licked and ate the girls cunt in a state of pure un-hinged mania all the while the Droid brutally continued to fuck her.

  As she did, the Cyborg Girl eyes locked and loaded on Venus’s eyes. Adray’s eyes were now as dark green as possible, her pupils in a deep rage purple.

  A micro moment passed and, then the Cyborg Girl grinned at Venus as her gill plates blew in and out. She was clearly nearing a state of pleasure from the blond going ballistic eating her cunt.

  Adray’s hands gripped her blades and she began to lift one, and for a moment she thought why not? Why not just lops the bitches head off now and sever her pain from her hopeless life forever.

  She then felt a hand on her burning skin. It was Krull’s and he was looking at her with so much compassion, he actually made her blink.

  “Let it be Adray. It is what it is. Come on.”

  Feeling insane, for what-ever reason, Venus, and totally out of character, snapped at him.

  “NO...I need to see it.”

  Krull, more than any other man, understood. He released her wrist, turned and feeling so much pain for this world he existed in, he simply watched as the show went on.

  Adray exhaled out of her expanding gill plates. She lessened her grips on her blade and turned her eyes back to the stage show.

  As she did, the Cyborg Girl laced her hands onto the back of the blondes head, and slashed her cunt-against her frantic lips and mouth.

  With her entire body vibrating, and her skin a mauve color, she threw her head back and screamed. Gripping the wooden rails of the chair, she vaporized them with her fists as a thunderous climax roared through her body.

  And, then the Droid’s body went rigid, as he impaled his cock deep into the blond. With his black teeth grinding, and his burnt lips barred, he wailed as he began to climaxed.

  Ripping the blondes stunning face away from the Cyborg Girls cunt, he ripped her face around. She was leering and grinning at him, as he then, rammed his cock down her throat, His bodyb tensed as his pink/red eyes rolled into the back of his massive dome.

  He then growled as the girl, both hands jacking off his gigantic dick, and his cock buried in her throat swallowed every drop of his semen.

  He pulled out, and she banged her fists on the mud floor, threw her head back and wailed like a rabid wolf.

  In an eye blink, he stood, wobbled away as the Cyborg Girl reached forwards, ripped a tuft of blond hair and slammed the hyperventilating blond roughly to the mud floor.

  Laying on her back and covered in mud, legs spread eagled the blond seemed to be in a dream world. Her blue eyes seemed almost opaque and her tiny tummy kept swelling and then falling, seemingly touching her back bone.

  Instantly, and from the shadows, a large, tall man, muscles ridged on abdomen, biceps, legs and shoulders, handsome, refined, yet powerful approached the withering in the mud blond.

  Protruding through the black leather straps of his harness ensemble was his massive, huge erect penis.

  No hardware pierced anywhere. No tattoos. No scars, burns or tumors on his skin and obviously, as the girl was, he was one of the elite from The MIAMI BUBBLE.

  Many men came to THE ZONE, to take advantage of the unique pleasures offered there.

  Both he and the blond had matching wedding rings on their third finger.

  Sex, was always that sex. Through the time of man and half machine humans it had always been an impossible powerful magnetic elixir, never to be denied. All the privilege and all the money in the BUBBLE world could not fix, if a man had a predilection towards it, his need to fulfill his passions.

  As prostitution was, sex, no matter how seemingly perverted and degenerate it was, was the oldest need in the book. For anything, man or machine lusted for and could not live without was one way or the other always about sex.

  Bending to the mud stained blond, he lifted her as she moaned. Her eyes flicked opened. She smiled at him, laced her limp arms around his powerful neck and, then wrapped her long legs around his waist.

  Placing her fingers around the back of his blond hair, she pressed her lips against his. With her breathing intensifying and again with her passion ramping up, she kissed him passionately.

  Sex was insatiable on Pink Panic as she shoved him onto his back. Not resisting, she straddled him, found his cock, and in one motion she guided it to the entrance of her vagina.

  Turning her head to the Cyborg girl, now calmed a little, she smiled and gave her a quizzical look asking her with her smile and eyes.

  Well, what are you waiting for?

  Turning back to the man, she violently slapped him in the face several times. With each slap, he moaned, and centered his face back to her, obviously asking her for more.

  Without hesitation, she lifted her small butt and, then plunged his penis deep into her cunt, as far as it would go.

  Throwing her head back, she moaned as she began to pump up and down on his penis, while banging his chest ruthlessly with her fists.

  With each punch and brutish push from her vagina on his dick, the man moaned in pleasure from the pain punches he was receiving. Obviously a submissive male, he was now trapped lovingly and gratefully in a world of a dominate sadist.

  And, then the Cyborg Girl with the thick dildo, feeling left out, and wanting to participate, fell to her knees to the mud floor. Crawling to the blond, she wrapped her iron hands around her waist, nudged the knob of the neoprene dildo to the entrance of her rectum.

  “Ooooooh....Yeeeeees.....Theeeree.” The blond moaned.

  She tilted her head around and leered at her new girl friend.

  Hammering her boyfriends cock into her cunt, she wrapped her hand around her girlfriend head and pressed the Cyborg Girls blue lips against her own lips.

  The kiss was frantic and bacchanal and lasted for a moment, as then the Cyborg violently and in one stab, drove the knob and dildo into the blonde’s silken ass.

  Mirthless and savagely, the Cyborg fucked her as the crazed blonde fucked herself on her mans penis.

  Abandoning any semblance of reason now, the blond impaled from both penis’s went hyperbolic insane. She was shrieking, wailing, her lips strafed tight acr
oss her face. Her eyes bolted wide in madness as then after ten minutes, and after climax after climax, she shrieked. Throwing her hands into the air, her body went stark rigid, her teeth chattering as a drop of blood from her bitten lips fell past her lips.

  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Slumping into a pool of sweat, she lost consciousness and fell into the man’s arms, as he, seeing that she was either dead or unconscious shuddered and violently climaxed himself.

  Looking at the matching wedding bands on their fingers, Venus shook her head and growled. “Enough.” Venus whispered.

  Krull nodded, and thought about her as she turned and moved to the door.

  Why did Adray Venus need to see what had, just happened?

  He thought he knew why.

  If one faces a vat of Muriatic Acid, one surely knows that acid with eat your hand from your wrist. But, sometimes one needs the clarity of the experience to cement the fact that such a thing could happen.

  As they moved back into the tunnels, continuing the hunt for King Mohammad, he knew that Adray needed what she just saw to solidify the fact, that there, as she had said before to him was an example again:

  There for but the grace of a humans mans love, was I.

  Back in the tunnel Adray leaned against the wall. Her blades limply pressed against her legs. She looked exhausted and more than that, she appeared to be ashamed.

  Krull knew that was impossible. He neared her, and wiped a blue tear from her high cheek bone.

  Her eyes lifted and looked at him with love as he whispered.

  “It’s not you, doll. It’s the rest of the world that is so fucked up. I love you.”

  He leaned in and kissed her, feeling the heated and agitated temperature of her skin through his uniform of Silver Skins.

  Instantly her brooding mood dissipated. She put him at arm’s length and smiled.

  She punched him in the arm, and said coyly. “Oh you. What would you do without me?”

  “Krull laughed and said. “Let’s not find out. Come on. We have work to do.”

  All of that changed as they heard the muffled sound of what sounded like a gunshot and a shriek reverberate down from somewhere at the end of tunnel.